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When I shall think, or Phœbus' steeds are To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy founder 'd,

Or Night kept chain'd below.

PROS.
Fairly spoke. 31
Sit, then, and talk with her; she is thine own.
What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel!

Enter ARIEL.

broom-groves,

Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt14 vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky-hard,
Where thou thyself dost air;—the queen o'
the sky,15

ARI. What would my potent master? here Whose watery arch and messenger am I,

I am.

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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 mops and mow.
Do you love me, master? no?
PROS. Dearly, my delicate Ariel. Do not
approach

Till thou dost hear me call.

ARI.
Well, I conceive. [Exit. 50
PROS. Look thou be true; do not give dal-
liance

Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are

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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'er

Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers
Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers; 79
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky16 acres and my unshrubb'd down,17
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 estatels
On the blest 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 Dis19 my daughter got.
Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company
I have forsworn.
IRIS.

Of her society

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13 peonied and reedy (?)
14 pole-entwined

16 woody

17 cleared slopes

18 bestow

19 Pluto (who carried

off Proserpina)

6 illusion

19 surplusage

7 at once

11 nimbly

8 grimace (about
same as "mow")

the

12 coarse hay

Be not afraid: I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son
Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to
have done

Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are, that no bed-right shall be paid
Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but in vain;
Mar's hot minion20 is return'd again;
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows, 99
Swears he will shoot no more, but play with
sparrows,

And be a boy right out.
CER.
High 'st queen of state,
Great Juno, comes; I know her by her gait.
Enter JUNO.

JUNO. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me

To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be,

And honour'd in their issue.

JUNO.

[They sing

Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, Long continuance, and increasing, Hourly joys be still upon you! Juno sings her blessings on you.

CER. Earth's increase, foison21 plenty,
Barns and garners never empty;
Vines with clustering bunches growing;
Plants with goodly burthen bowing;
Spring come to you at the farthest
In the very end of harvest!
Scarcity and want shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.

FER. This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold
To think these spirits?

PROS.

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Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love; be not too late.
Enter certain NYMPHS.
You sunburn'd sicklemen, of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow, and be merry:
Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.23

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, and confused noise, they heavily vanish.

PROS. [Aside] I had forgot that foul conspiracy

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Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life: the minute of their plot
Is almost come. [To the SPIRITS.] Well done!
avoid; 24 no more!

FER. This is strange: your father's in some passion

That works him strongly.

MIR. Never till this day Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd. PROS. You do look, my son, in a moved sort, As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir. Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,

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Spirits, which by mine art 120 Leave not a rack25 behind. We are such stuff

I have from their confines call'd to enact
My present fancies.

FER.

Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder 'd father and a wise Makes this place Paradise.

PROS.

[JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment. Sweet, now, silence!

Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,

Or else our spell is marr'd.

IRIS. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the winding brooks,

With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,

Leave your crisp22 channels, and on this green land

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As dreams are made on;26 and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is
troubled:

Be not disturbed with my infirmity:
If you be pleased, retire into my cell,
And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.

FER. MIR.

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We wish you peace. [Exeunt. PROS. Come with a thought.27 I thank thee, Ariel: come.

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I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd Shall hoodwinkss this mischance: therefore Lest I might anger thee. speak softly.

PROS. Say again, where didst thou leave All's hush'd as midnight yet. these varlets?

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TRIN. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the

ARI. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with pool,— drinking;

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STE. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss. 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

So full of valour that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kissing of their feet; yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor;
At which, like unback 'd29 colts, they prick 'do'er ears for my labour.
their ears,

Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses

As they smelt music: so I charm'd their ears, That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd through

Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss,30 and thorns,

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Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left
them

I' the filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake
O'erstunk their feet.

PROS.

CAL. Prithee, my king, be quiet. See 'st thou
here,

This is the mouth o' the cell:
enter.

no noise, and

Do that good mischief which may make this
island

Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.

STE. Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.

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TRIN. O King Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! look what a wardrobe here is for

This was well done, my bird. thee!

Thy shape invisible retain thou still:
The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither,
For stale31 to catch these thieves.

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CAL. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash. TRIN. O, ho, monster! we know what belongs to a frippery.34 O King Stephano!

STE. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown.

TRIN. Thy grace shall have it.

CAL. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean 230 To dote thus on such luggage? Let's alone,35 And do the murder first: if he awake, From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches,

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CAL. I will have none on 't: we shall lose His brother, and yours, abide all three disour time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villanous low.

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STE. 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.

TRIN. And this.

STE. Ay, and this.

A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers SPIRITS, in shape of dogs and hounds, hunting them about; PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them

on.

PROS. Hey, Mountain, hey!

And the remainder mourning over them,
Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly
Him that you term 'd, sir, 'The good old lord,
Gonzalo ';

His tears run down his beard, like winter's
drops

From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em,

PROS.

That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.
Dost thou think so, spirit?
ARI. Mine would, sir, were I human.
PROS.
And mine shall. 20
Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling

AR. Silver! there it goes, Silver!
PROS. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! Of their afflictions, and shall not myself,
hark, hark!

[CAL., STE., and TRIN. are driven out. Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints

With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted
make them

Than pard or cat o' mountain.
ARI.

Hark, they roar!

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PROS. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour

Lie at my mercy all mine enemies:

Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little
Follow, and do me service.

ACT V.

SCENE I.

[Exeunt.

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One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,3 Passion as they, be kindlier moved 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 peni-
tent,

The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel: 30
My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.

ARI.
I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit.
PROS. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing

lakes, and groves;

And ye that on the sands with printless foot
Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him
When he comes back; you demi-puppets that
By moonshine do the green sour ringletse make,
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you whose
pastime

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Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid—
Weak masters though ye be-I have bedimm'd
The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous
winds,

And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault
Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own bolt; the strong-based promon-
tory

Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'd up
The pine and cedar: graves at my command
Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em

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Some heavenly music,-which even now I do,—
To work mine end upon their senses, that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound
I'll drown my book.
[Solemn music.

There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.

Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

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PROS. Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee;

Re-enter ARIEL before: then ALONSO, with a
frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so.
SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner,To the king's ship, invisible as thou art:
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep

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!

stand,

For you are spell-stopp'd.

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,

There

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Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves

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Under the hatches; the master and the boatswain

Being awake, enforce them to this place, 100 And presently, I prithee.

ARI. I drink the air before me, and return Or ere your pulse twice beat. [Erit. GON. All torment, trouble, wonder and amazement

Inhabits here: some heavenly power guide us
Out of this fearful country!
PROS.

Behold, sir king,
The wronged 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.

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Whether thou be 'st he or no, Or some enchanted trifle to abuse10 me, As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw

thee,

Flesh The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave-
An if this be at all-a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign, and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs.-But how should
Prospero
Be living and be here?

You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian,

Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,

Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thec,

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Unnatural though thou art. Their understanding
Begins to swell; and the approaching tide
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 disease 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 hell I lie;

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