Ste. If thou beest a man, shew thyself in thy Lkeness: if thou heest a devil, take it as thou list. Trin. O, forgive me my sins! Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee :Mercy upon us! Cal. Art thou afeard? Ste. No, monster, not I. Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. story. Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the [and after, do our work. Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow.-I would, I could see this taborer: he lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. [Exeunt. SCENE III-Another part of the Island. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others. Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights and meanders! By your paI needs must rest me. [tience, Alon Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with weariness, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd, Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go. Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope. (Aside to Sebastian.) Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolv'd to effect. Seb. Will we take thoroughly. Ant. The next advantage Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they Seb. I say, to-night: no more. Solemn and strange music; and PROSPERO above, visible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring1ng in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle artions of salutation; and, inviting the King, c. to eat, they depart. Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, Gon. Marvellous sweet music! [hark! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these? Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe, That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix At this hour reigning there. 1 Ant. I'll believe both; Aad what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie, Though fools at home condemn them. Gon. If in Naples For, certes, these are people of the island,) Many, nay, almost any. Pro. Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present, (Aside.) I cannot too much muse, Are worse than devils. Alon. | Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing | (Although they want the use of tongue) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse. Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys, Who would believe that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Alon. Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL like a harpy, claps swings upon the table, and with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords.) And even with such like valour, men hang and drown Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate; the elements, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well [from He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter (Exit Pro. from above. SCENE I-Before Prospero's Cell. Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA. Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you, Your compensation makes amends; for I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Or that, for which I live; whom once again I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore heaven, I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand, Do not smile at me, that I boast her off, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise, And make it halt behind her. Fer. Against an oracle. 1 do believe it, Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall As I hope Pro. Fairly spoke: Sit, then, and talk with her, she is thine own.What, Ariel; my industrious servant, Ariel! Enter ARIEL. Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service Did worthily perform; and I must use you In such another trick: go, bring the rabble, O'er whom I gave thee power, here, to this place: Incite them to quick motion; for I must Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise, And they expect it from me. Ari. Pro. Ay, with a twink. Presently? Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go, And breathe twice; and cry, so, so; Each one, tripping on his toe, Will be here with mop and mowe: Do you love me, master? no. Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel. Do not approach, Till thou dost hear me call. Ari. Well, I conceive. [Exit. Pro. Look, thou be true: do not give dalliance Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious, Or else, good night, your vow! Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads, thatch'd with stover, them to keep; Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims, Which spongy April at thy hest betrims, [groves, To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and the broom Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves, Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard; And thy sea-marge, steril, and rocky-hard, Where thou thyself dost air: the queen o' the sky, Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I, Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereign grace, Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, To come and sport: her peacocks fly amain Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain Enter CERES Cer. Hail! many-colour'd messenger, that ne'et Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter; Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers; And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown My bosky 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, Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows, Cer. Highest queen of state, Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait. Enter JUNO. Jun. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me, To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be, And honour'd in their issue. SONG. Jun. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, Vines, with clust ring bunches growing, Pro. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'd to enact |