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Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise here. And the particular accidents, gone by, after,
Şince I came to this isle: And in the morn, And seek for grace: What a thrice-donble ass I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, Where I have hope to see the nuptial And worship'this doll fool!
Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd; Pro.
Go to; away! And thence retire me to my Milan, wbere Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where Every third thought shall be my grave. you found it.
Alon. Seb. Or stole it, rrather.
To hear the story of your life, which must [Exeunt CAL. Srk, and TRIN. Take the ear strangely." Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your Pro. +
I'll deliver all; train,
And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, To my poor cell : where you shall take your And sail so expeditious, that shall catch rest
Your royal fleet far off. MyAriel ;-chick, For this one night; which (part of it, I'll waste That is thy charge; then to the elements With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall make Bé free, and fare thon well!--[aside.) Please Co quick away: the story of my life, [it you, draw near.
SPOKEN BY PROSPERO.
Spirits to enforce; art to enchant;
And my ending is despair, Since I have my dukedom gut,
Unless I be reliev'd by prayer; And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
Wich pierces so that it assaults In this bare island, by your spell; Mercy itself, and frees all faults. But release me from any bands,
As you jrom crimes would pardon'd be, With the help of your good hunds *.
Let your indulgence set me free.
* Applause : noise was supposed to dissolve a spell.
Ir is observed of THE TEMPEST, that its plan is regular : this the author of THE REVISAL thinks, what I think too, an accidental effect of the story, not intended or regarded by our author. But, whatever might be Shakspeare's intention in forming or adopting the plot, he has made it instrumental to the production of many characters, diversified with boundless invention, and preserved with profonnd skill in nature, extensive knowledge of opinions, and accurate observation of life. In a single drama are here exhibited princes, courtiers, and sailors, all speaking in their real characters. There is the agency of airy spirits, and of an earthlý goblin. The operations of magic, the tumults of a storm, the adventures of a desert island, the native effusion of untaught affection, the ponishment of guilt, and the final happi. ness of the pair for whom our passions and reason are equally interested.
Persons represented. DUKE OF Milan, father to Silvia.
PANTHINO, servant to Antonio. VALENTINE,} Gentlemen of Verona.
Host, where Julia lodges in Milan.
Out-laws. ANTONIO, father to Proteus. Thurio, a foolish rival to Valentine. JULIA,a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus. Eglamour, agent for Silvia in her escape. Silvia, the duke's daughter, beloved by SPEED, a clownish servant to Valentine.
Valentine. LAUNCE, servant to Proteus.
LUCETTA, waiting-woman to Julia.
Serrants, Musicians, Seene, -sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of Mantua.
However, but a folly bought with wit,
Or else a wit by folly vanquished.
prove. I rather would entreat thy company,
Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at; I am not Love. To see the wonders of the world abroad, Val. Love is your master, for he masters Than living dully slaggardiz'd at home, And he that is so yoked by a fool, [you: Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness. Methinks should not be chronicled for wise. But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud therein,
The eating canker dwells, so eating love Pren as I wonld, when I to love begin. Inhabits in the finest wits of all. Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, Val. And writers say, As the most forward adien !
Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, [bud Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest Even so by love the young and tender wit Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel : Is turn’d to folly ; blasting in the bod, Wish me partaker in thy happiness, Losing his verdure even in the prime, When thou dost meet good bap; and, in thy And all the fair effects of future hopes. If ever danger do environ thee, (danger, But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee, Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, That art a votary to fond desire ? For I will be thy bead's-man,
Valentine. Once more adieu : my father at the road Val. And on a love-book pray for my success. Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd. Pro. Upon some book I love, I'll pray for Pro, And thither will I bring thee, Valentine. thee.
(love, Vul. Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take Pal. That's on some shallow story of deep
our leave. young Leander cross'd the Hellespont. At Milan let me hear from thee by letters, Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love; Of thy success in love, and what news else Por he was more than over shoes in love. Betideth here in absence of thy friend'; Pal. 'Tis true; for yon are over boots in love, And I likewise will visit thee with mine. And yet you never swam the Hellespont. Pro.All happiness bechance to thee in Milan! Pro. Over the boots ? nay, give me not the Val. As much to you at home! and so fareboots
[Exit VALENTINE. al. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not. Pro. He after honour hunts, I after love:
What? He leaves his friends, to dignify them more;
and all for love. la love, where scorn is bought with groans; Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphos'd me; coy looks,
(mirth, Made me neglect my studies, lose my time, With heart-gore' sigbs; one fading moments War with good counsel, setthe world at nought; With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights : Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with It haply won, perhaps, a hapless gain;
Pr. Beshrew I me, but you have a quick wit. Speed. Sir Proteus, save you: Saw you my Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your master
[for Milan. slow purse., Pro. But now he parted hence, to embark Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief:
Sp:Twenty to one then, he is shipp'd already; What said she ? And I have play'd the sheep in losing him.“ Speed. Open your purse, that the money, and Pro. Indeed a sheep doth very often stray, the
matter, may be both at once delivered. An if the shepherd be awhile away.
Pro. Well, sir, here is for your pains: What Speed. You conclude that my master is a said she? shepherd then, and I a sheep?
Sp. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win her. Pro. I do.
Pro. Why? Could'st thou perceive so much Speed. Why then my horns are his horns, from her ? whether I wake or sleep.
Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all Pro. A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep. from her; no, not so much as a ducat for deSpeed. This proves me still a sheep. livering your letter: And being so hard to me Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd. that brought your mind, I fear, she'll prove as Sp. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance. hard to you in telling her mind. Give her no
Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by token but stones; for she's as hard as steel. another.
Pro. What, said she nothing? Speed. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and Speed. No, not so much as-take this for not the sheep the shepherd; but I seek my thy pains. To testify your bounty, I thank you, master, and my master seeks not me: there you have testern'dý me; 'in requital whereof, fore, I am no sheep.
henceforth carry your letters yourself: and so, Pro. The sheep for fodder follow the shep- sir, I'll commend you to niy master. herd, the shepherd for food follows not the Pro. Go, go, be gone, to save your ship sheep; thou for wages followest thy master,
from wreek; thy master for wages follows not thee: there- Which cannot perish, having thee aboard, fore, thou art a sheep.
Being destined to a drier death on shore:Sp.Such another proof will make me cry baa. I must go send some better messenger; Pro. But dost thou hear? gav'st thou my I fear, my Julia would not deign my lines, letter to Julia
Receiving them from such a worthless post. Speed. Ay, sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your
[Exeunt. letter to her, a laced mutton * ; and she, a
SCENE II. laced mutton, gave me, a lost mutton, nothing for my labour.
The same. Garden of Julia's house. Pro. Here's too small a pasture for such a
Enter Julia and LUCETTA. store of muttons.
Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone, Speed. If the ground be overcharged, you
Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love? were best stick her.
Luc. Ay, madam; so you stumble not unPro. Nay, in that you are astray; 'twere heedfully, best pound you.
Jul. Of all the fair resort of gentlemen, Speed. Nay, sir, less than a pound shall That every day with parle|| encounter me, serve me for carrying your letter.
In thy opinion, which is worthiest love? Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll pinfold.
shew my mind Speed. From a pound to a pin? fold it over According to my shallow simple skill.
[your lover. Jul. What think'st thou of the fair Sir 'Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to Eglamour? Pro. But what said she? did she nod ? Luc. As of a knight well-spoken, neat and
(SPeev nods. But, were I you, he vever should be mine. Speed. I.
Jul. What think'st thou ofthe rich Mercatio? Pro. Nod, I? why, that's noddy t.
Luc.Well of his wealth ; but of bimself,80,80. Speed. You mistock, sir; I say, she did nod: Jul. What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus ? and you ask me, if she did nod; and I say,
I. Luc. Lord, lord! to see what folly reigns Pro. And that set together, is-noddy.
in us! Speed. Now you have taken the pains to Jul. How now! what means this passion set it together, take it for your pains.
at his name? Pro. No, no, you shall have it for bearing Luc. Pardon, dear inadam; 'tis a passing the letter.
That 1, unworthy body as I am, shame, Speed. Well, I perceive, I must be fain to Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen. bear with you.
Jul. Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest? Pro. Why, sir, how do you bear with me? Luc. Then thus,- of many good I think Speed. Marry, sir, the letter very orderly;
Jul. Your reason?
[him best. having nothing but the word, noddy, for my Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason; pains.
I think him so,
because I think hjm so. • A term for a courtezan.
+ A game at cards.
| Ill betide. Ø Give me å six-pepce.
© Pass sentence.
Jul. And wonld'st thou have me cast my Luc. Madam, it will not lie where it con. love on him?
(away. Unless it have a false interpreter, (cerns, Luc. Ay, if you thought your love not cast Jul. Some love of your's bath writ to you Jul. Why he of all the rest hath never mov'd
in rhyme. [loves ye.
Luc. That I might sing it, madam, to a tune : Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best Give me a note: your ladyship cap set. Jul. His little speaking shews his love but Jul. As little by such toys as may be possible : small.
(of all. Best sing it to the tune of Light o love. Lue. Fire, that is closest kept burns most Luc. It is too heavy for so light a tune. Jul. They do not love, that do not shew Jul. Heavy? belike, ithath some burden then. their Jove.
Luc. Ay, and melodious were it, would you Luc. O, they love least, that let men know Jul. And why not you? Jul. I would, I knew his mind. [their love.
I cannot reach so high. Luc.
Peruse this paper, madam. Jul. Let's see your song:- How now,minion Jut. To Julia ,-Şay, from whom?
Luc. Keep tüne there still, so you will sing Luc. That the contents will shew.
it ont: Jul. Say, say; who gave it thee?
And ye, methinks, I do not like this tune. Luc. Sir Valentine's page; and sent, I think,
Jul. You do not? from Protel's :
Luc. No, madam; it is too sharp. He would have given it you, but I being in the Jul. You, minion, are too saucy. way,
Luc. Nay, now you are too fat, Did in your pame receive it; pardon the fanit, And mar the concord with too harsh a descant 1:
Juul. Now, by my modesty, a goodiy broker!* There warteth but a means to fill your song. Dare yon presume to harbour wanton lines ? Jul. The mean is drown'd with your upruly To whisper and conspire against my youth?
base. Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth, Luc. Indeed, I bid the base || for Proteus. And you an officer fit for the place.
Jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble There, take the paper, see it be return'd; Here is a coil with protestation !- (me. Or else return no more into my sight.
[Tears the letter. Luc. To plead for love deserves more fee Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie: Jul. Will you be gone?
You would be fingering them, to anger me. Luc. That you may ruminate. (Exit. Luc. She makes it strange ; but she would Jul. And yet, I would I bad o'erlook'd the be best pleas'd letter.
To be so angerd with anotber letter. [Erit. It were a shame to call her back again, Jul. Nay, would I were so anger'd with the And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.
same! Whai fool is she, that knows I am a maid, O hateful hands, to tear such loving words ! And would not force the letter to my view? Injurious wasps! to feed on such sweet honey, Since maids, in modesty, say No, to that And kill the bees, that yield it, with yonr stings ! Which they would have the profferer construe, I'll kiss each several paper for amends. Pie, fie! how wayward is this foolish love, (Ay. And here is writ-kind Julia ;--ankind Julia ! That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, As in revenge of thy ingratitude, And presently, all hombled, kiss the rod! I throw thy name against the bruising stones, How chorlishly I chid Lucetta hence, Tranipiing contemptuously on thy disdain. When willingly I would have had her here! Look, here is writ-love-wounded Proteus :How angrily 1 tanght my brow to frown, Poor wounded name! my bosom, as a bed, When in ward joy enforc'd my heart to smile! Shall lodge thee, till thy wound be throughly My penance is, to call Lucetta back,
heal'd; And ask remission for my folly past :
And tbus I search it with a sovereign kiss. What bo! Lucetta!
But twice or thrice, was Proteus written down?
Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away, Re-enter LUCETTA.
Till I bave found each letter in the letter, Luc.
What would your ladyship? Except mine own name; that some whirlwind Jul. Is it near dinner-time?
Unto a ragged, fearfnl, hanging rock, (bear Luc.
I would it were ; And throw it thence into the raging sea! That you might kill your stomacht on your Lo, bere in one line is his name twice writ,-And not upon your maid.
(meat, Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus, Jul.
What is't you took up to the sweet. Julia ; --that I'll tear away ; So gingerly?
And yet I will not, sith ** so prettily
He couples it to bis complaining names :
· Why did'st thou stoop then? Thus will I fold them one upon another; Inc. To take a paper up that I let fall, Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will. Jul. And is that paper nothing?
Re-enter LUCETTA. Luc.
Nothing concerning me. Luc. Madam, dinner's ready, and your faJul. Then let it lie for those that it concerns,
A terra in music.
.. Since. # A challenge.
Jul. Well, let us go.
Are journeying to salute the emperor, Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell. And to commend their service tobis will. tales here?
[up. Ant. Good company; with thein sball ProJul. If you respect them, best to take them
teus go :
[himo. *Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them And, in good time,-now will we break with down:
Enter PROTEUS. Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold. Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines ! sweet life! Jul. I see, you have a month's mind to them. Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Luc. Ay, madam, you may say what sights Here is her oath for love, her bonour's pawn:
you see ; I see things too, although you judge I wink. 10, that our fathers would applaud our loves, Jul. Come, come, will't please you go?
To seal our happiness with their consents! [Exeunt.
O heavenly Julia!
Ant. How now? what letter are you reading SCENE III.
(or two The same. A Room in Antonio's House, Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word Enter ANTONIO and PANTHIXO.
Of commendation sent from Valentine,
Delivered by a friend that came from bim. Ant. Tell ine, Panthino, what sad * talk was
Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what that
(writes Wherewith my brother held you in the
Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he cloister? Pan. 'Twas of his nephew Proteus, yourson. And daily graced by the emperor;
How happily he lives, how well belov'd,
Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune.
Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? Would suffer hiin to spend his youth at home;
Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will, While other men, of slender reputationt,
And not depending on his friendly wish. Put forth their sons to seek preferment out: Ant. My will is something sorted with his Some, to the wars, to try their fortune there;
wish : Some, to discover islands far away ;,
Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed;
For what I will, I will, and there an end.
I amresolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time
With Valentinus in the emperor's court; And did request me, to importune you, What maintenance lie from his friends receives, To let him spend his time no more at home,
Like exhibition I thou shalt have from me. Which would be great impeachment to his age, Tomorrow be in readiness to go: In having known no travel in his youth.
Excuse it not, for I am pereinptory. Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided ; to that
Please you, deliberate a day or two.
Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent
after thee: And how he cannot be a perfect man,
No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go. Not being try'd and tntord in the world : Experience is by industry achiev'd,
Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd
To hasten on his expedition, And perfected by the swift course of time:
[Exeunt Ant. ant Pan. Then, tell me, whither were I best to send hiin! Pún. I think, your lordship is not ignorant
Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire, for fear
of burning; How his companion, youthful Valentine,
And drench'd me in the sea, where I am Attends the emperor ju his royal court.
di own'd: Ant, I know it well. Pan. "Twere good, I think, your lordship Lest he should take exceptions to my love;
I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter, sent him thither :
And with the vantage of mine own excuse There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,
Hath he excepted most against my love. Hear sweet discourse,converse with nobleinen; 0, how this spring of love resembleth And be in eye of every exercise,
The nncertain glory of an April day;
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
Pan. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you; I will despatch him to the emperor's court, He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go. Pan. To-morrow, may it please you, Don Pro. Why,this it is! my heart accords thereto; Alphonso,
And yet a thousand times it answers, no. With other gentlemen of good esteem,
[ Exeunt. . Serious.
+ Little consequence. :01: Reproach."T ir $ Break the matter to hini. # Wonder