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ed as an object of laudable curiosity. Nothing history. The industry of his illustrators for the could be more highly gratifying, than an account last forty years, has been such as probably never of the carly studies of this wonderful man, the was surpassed in the annals of literary investigaprogress of his pen, his moral and social qualities, tion; yet so far are we from information of the his friendships, his failings, and whatever else con- conclusive or satisfactory kind, that even the order sultes personal history. But on all these topics in which his plays are written rests principally on his contemporaries, and his immediate successors, conjecture, and of some of the plays usually printed have been equally silent; and if aught can hereaf- among his works, it is not yet determined whcther ter be discovered, it must be by exploring sources he wrote the whole, or any part. We are, howwhich have hitherto escaped the anxious researches ever, indebted to the labours of his commentators, of those who have devoted their whole lives, and not only for much light thrown upon his obscuritheir most vigorous talents, to revive his memory, ties, but for a text purified from the gross blunders and illustrate his writings.
of preceding transcribers and editors; and it is
almost unnecessary to add, that the text of the folIt is equally unfortunate, tha, we know as little lowing volumes is that of the last corrected edition of the progress of his writings, as of his personal' of Johnson and Stcevens.
Miranda, daughter to Prospero.
Ariel, an airy spirit.
> spirits. Adrian, } lords.
Nymphs, Francisco, 1"
Other spirits attending on Prospero.
Scene, the sea, with a ship; afterwards an uninMaster of a ship, Boatswain, and Mariners,
Enter Mariners is cheerly,
fate, to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny
our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he SCENE 1.-On a ship al sea. A storm, with be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. thunder md lighlning. Enter a Ship-master
(Exeunt. and a Boatswain.
Boals. Down with the top-mast'; yare; lower, BOATSWAIN,
lower; bring her to try with main course. [A cry
wilhin.) A plague upon this howling ! they are Boats. Here, master: what cheer?
(louder than the weather, or our office. Mast. Good: speak to the mariners: fall to't| yarely,' or we run ourselves aground : bestir, Re-enler Sebastian, Antonio, and Gonzalo. bestir.
Yet again ? what do you here? Shall we give o'cr, Enter Mariners.
and drown? Have you a mind to sink?
Seb. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blasBoats. Heigh, my hcarts ; cheerly, cheerly, my phemous, uncharitable dog! hearts; yare, yarc: take in the top-sail : tend to Boals. Work you, then. the master's whistle. --Blow, till thou burst thy Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent wind, if room enough!
Inoise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than
thou art. Enler Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though Gonzalo, and others.
the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as
leaky as an unstaunched' wench. Ilon. Good boatswain, have a care. Where's
Boals. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two the moster? Play the men.
courses; off to sea again, lay her off. Boals. I pray now, keep below. .Ant. Where is the master, boastwain ?
Enter Mariners, wel. Boals. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour! keep your cabins : you do assist the storm. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers ! all lost! Gon. Nay, good, be patient.
Excunt. Bcals. When the sca is. Hence! What care Boals. What, must our mouths be cold ? these roarcrs for the name of king? To cabin: Gon. The king and prince al prayers! let us silence: trouble us nol,
assist them, Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast For our case is as theirs. aboard.
Seb, I am out of patience. Boals. None that I more love than mysell. You Ant. We are merelys cheated of our hves by are a counsellor; if you can command these ele
drunkards.ments to silence, and work the peace of the present, This wide-chapped rascal;_'Would, thou might'st we will not hand a rope more; use your authority... lie drowning, If you cannol, give thanks you have lived so long, The washing of ten tides! and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mis- Gon
He'll be hanged yet; chance of the hour, if it so hap.-Cheerly, good Though every drop of water swear against it, bearts.--Out of our way, I say.
(Exit. And gape at wid'st to glut him. Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow: me- [.A confused noise wilhin.) Mercy on us!-We thinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his split, we split! Farewell, my wife and children ! coin plexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good/Farewell, brother !-We split, we split, we split. (1) Readily. (2) Present instant.
(3) Incontinent. (4) Absolutely,