Enter Ceres. Cer. I, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er Dost disyor wife of Jupiter; Who, with toy saffron wings, upon my flowers Difi sest money-drops, refreshing showers: And to each end of thy blue bow dost crown My bоsky' acres, and my unshrubb'd down, Rich scarf to my proud earth; Why hath thy queen Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass'd green! Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate; And some donation freely to estate On the bless'd lovers. Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow, If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know, Do now attend the queen? since they did plot The means, that dusky Dis2 my daughter got, Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company I have forsworn. Of her society Iris. Be not afraid I met her deity done Some wanton charm upon this man and maid, And be a boy right out. There's something else to do: hush, and Le mute Or else our spell is marr'd. Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring brooks, With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks, Enter certain Nymphs. You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Enter certain Reapers, properly habited; they join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the end whereof Prospero starts suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, ans confused noise, they heavily vanish. Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done ;~. avoid;-no more. Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled. We wish your peace. So full of valour, that they smote the air Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses, Which entered their frail shins: at last I left them Pro. This was well done, my bird: Ari. Ca. Pray, you, tread softly, that the blind mole Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack' with us. Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss, at which my nose in great indignation. Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If should take a displeasure against you; look you,— Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster. Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still: All's hush'd as midnight yet. Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss. To doat thus on such luggage? Let's along, Ste. Be you quiet, monster.-Mistress line, is no this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, an prove a bald jerkin. Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an' like your grace. Ste. I thank thee for that jest; here's a garmen for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this country: Steal by line and level, is an excel lent pass of pate; there's another garment for't. Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest. Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time Ste. Monster, lay to your fingers; help to bea this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom; go to, carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Aye, and this. [Cal. Ste. and Trin. are driven out. Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster. Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour. Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here, ACT V. [Exeunt SCENE 1.-Before the cell of Prospero. Enter Pro. Now does my project gather to a head: Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, thoughts. How fares the king and his? Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy, Ari. Confin'd together Stephano! look, what a wardrobe here is for thee! In the same fashion as you gave in charge; Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash. Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners Trin. O, ho, monster; we know what belongs to In the lime grove which weather-fends your cell, a frippery: king Stephano! They ca inot budge, till you release. The king, Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted I'll have that gown. And the remainder mourning over them, Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; ut chiefly His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops Him you term'd, sir, The good old ord Gonzalo; Trin. Thy grace shall have it. Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean, From eaves of reeds:1 your charm so strongly works Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Yet with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit. Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves; And ye, that on the sands with printless foot time Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice By my so potent art: But this rough magic Thy brother was a furtherer in the act ;a Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and blood, You brother mine, that entertain❜d ambition, [Exit Ariel. Ariel re-enters, singing, and helps to attire Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I; There I couch when owls do cry. After summer, merrily:" Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel; I shall miss thee; But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us Pro. Behold, sir king, The wrong'd duke of Milan, Prospero; For more assurance that a living prince Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; And to thee, and thy company, I bid A hearty welcome. Alon. Whe'r' thou beest he or no, Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me, Re-enter Ariel after him, Alonso, with a frantic As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse gesture, attended by Gonzalo; Sebastian and Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, Antonio in like manner, altended by Adrian and The affliction of my mind amends, with which, Francisco: They all enter the circle which Pros-I fear, a madness held me: this must crave pero had made, and there stand charmed; which (An if this be at all) a most strange story. Prospero observing, speaks. A solemn air, and the best comforter l'o an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, For you are spell-stopp'd. Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces (1) Thatch. (2) Pity, or tenderness of heart. Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat Be living, and be here? First, noble friend, whose honour cannot Whether this be, Pro. You do yet taste Some subtleties o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends all: But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, Aside to Seb. and Ant I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you. (3) Whether. And justify you traitors; at this time I'll tell no tales. Arise, and say how thou cam'st here. Mira. O! wonder Aside. How many goodly creatures are there here! No;-How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world That has such people in't! Pro. Seb. The devil speaks in him. Pro. For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know, Thou must restore. Alon. If thou beest Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation; How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost, How sharp the point of this remembrance is! My dear son Ferdinand. Pro. I rather think I am wo' for't, sir. Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and Patience Says, it is past her cure. Pro. You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace, For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid, And rest myself content. Alon. You the like loss? A daughter? O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was landed, To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; The entrance of the cell opens, and discovers Ferdi- I would not for the world. No, my dearest love, "Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wa at play? Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours. Fer. Sir, she's mortal But, by immortal Providence, she's mine; I chose her, when I could not ask my father For his advice; nor thought I had one: she Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan, Of whom so often I have heard renown, But never saw before; of whom I have Receiv'd a second life, and second father This lady makes him to me. Alon. I am her's: But O, how oddly will it sound, that I Must ask my child forgiveness ! Pro. There, sir, stop Let us not burden our remembrances I have inly wept, Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gode, And on this couple drop a blessed crown; Alon. Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain amazedly following. O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us! Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found [Aside. Ari. Sir, all this service Have I done since I went. Pro. My tricksy spirit! Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen, From strange to stranger.-Say, how came you hither? Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And (how, we know not) all clapp'd under hatches Where, but even now, with strange and severa noises (3) In his senses. (4) Ready. (5, Clever adroit cious sir? There are yet missing of your company Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune:Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio! Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight. Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! How fine my master is! I am afraid He will chastise me. Seb. Ha, ha; What things are these, my lord Antonio? Very like; one of them lords, Then say, if they be true:-This mis-shapen knave, His mother was a witch; and one so strong That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, And deal in her command, without her power: These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil (For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them (2) Hunest. (1) Conductor. To take my life: two of these fellows you Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ?—` Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing. Seb. Why, how now, Stephano? Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp. Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd on, [Pointing to Caliban. Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, As in his shape :-Go, sirrah, to my cell ; Take with you your companions; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool! Pro. Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it. Seb. Or stole it, rather. [Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell where you shall take your rest For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it Go quick away: the story of my life, And the particular accidents, gone by, Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Where I have hope to see the nuptial Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd; And thence retire me to my Milan, where Every third thought shall be my grave. Alon. To hear the story of your life, which must I long Take the ear strangely. Pro. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, And sail so expeditious, that shall catch Your royal fleet far off.—My Ariel ;—chick,— That is thy charge; then to the elements Be free, and fare thou well!-[aside] Please you draw near. [Exeunt |