wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this country. 'Steal by line and level' is an excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for 't. 240 Trinculo. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest. Caliban. I will have none on 't; we shall lose our time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villanous low. Stephano. Monster, lay to your fingers; help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom: go to, carry this. Trinculo. And this. Stephano. Ay, and this. A noise of hunters heard. 250 Enter divers Spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, and hunt them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on. Prospero. Hey, Mountain, hey! Ariel. Silver! there it goes, Silver ! Prospero. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark!- Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them Ariel. Hark, they roar! Prospero. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou 200 [Exeunt. SCENE I. Before the Cell of Prospero. Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and ARIEL. Prospero. Now does my project gather to a head; My charms crack not, my spirits obey, and Time Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? Ariel. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease. Prospero. I did say so, When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, Ariel. Confin'd together In the same fashion as you gave in charge, In the line-grove which weather-fends your cell: The king, His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted, Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly Him that you term'd, sir, the good old lord, Gonzalo : From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em Would become tender. Prospero. Ariel. Mine would, sir, were I human. Prospero. ΙΟ Dost thou think so, spirit? And mine shall. 21 Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance; they being penitent, 30 [Exit. Ariel. groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot 40 50 [Solemn music. Here enter ARIEL before: then ALONSO, with a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; Sebastian and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed; which PROSPERO observing, speaks: A solemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, 60 70 80 Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, To him thou follow'st! I will pay thy graces Thou art pinch'd for 't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and blood, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian,— Will shortly fill the reasonable shore That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them That yet looks on me, or would know me.-Ariel, Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell; I will discase me, and myself present As I was sometime Milan. Quickly, spirit ; Thou shalt ere long be free. ARIEL sings, and helps to attire him. Where the bee sucks, there suck I: In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily, shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. G |