As Hymen's lamps fhall light you. FER. As I hope For quiet days, fair iffue, and long life, With fuch love as 'tis now; the murkieft den, Mine honour into luft; to take away The edge of that day's celebration, When I shall think, or Phœbus' steeds are founder'd, Or night kept chain'd below. PRO. Fairly spoke: Sit then, and talk with her, fhe is thine own.- 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 fuch another trick: go, bring the rabble, O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this place; Beftow upon the eyes of this young couple Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise, ARI. Presently? PRO, Ay, with a twink. ARI. Before you can fay, Come, and go, And breathe twice; and cry, So, fo; Each one, tripping on his toe, Will be here with mop and mowe: PRO. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: Do not approach, Till thou doft 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 abftemious, Or elfe, good night, your vow! The white-cold virgin fnow upon my heart PRO. Well. Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary, Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.— No tongue; all eyes; be filent. A Mafque. Enter IRIS. [Soft mufick, IRIS. Ceres, moft bounteous lady, thy rich leas Which fpungy April at thy heft betrims, [groves, To make cold nymphs chafte crowns; and thy broom thyself Where thou thy felf do'ft air; The queen o' the sky, Bids thee leave thefe; and with her fovereign grace, To come and sport: her peacocks fly amain; Enter CERES. CER. Hail, many-colour'd meffenger, that ne'er Doft difobey the wife of Jupiter; Who, with thy faffron wings, upon my flowers Diffuseft honey-drops, refreshing showers; And with each end of thy blue bow doft crown Rich scarf to my proud earth; Why hath thy queen CER. Tell me, heavenly bow, If Venus, or her fon, as thou doft know, IRIS. Of her fociety Be not afraid: I met her deity } Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her fon Her waspish-headed fon 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 fifter? Go with me, To bless this twain, that they may profperous be, And honour'd in their issue. SONG. JUNO. Honour, riches, marriage-bleffing, Hourly joys be fill upon you! FER. This is a moft majestic vifion, and PRO. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'd to enact FER. Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife, Make this place Paradise. [JUNO and CERES whisper, and fend IRIS on employment.] PRO. Sweet now, filence: Juno and Ceres whisper feriously; There's fomething else to do: hush, and be mute, Or else our spell is marr'd. IRIS. Younymphs, call'd Naiads, ofthe wand'ring brooks, With your fedg'd crowns, and ever-harmless looks, land Leave your crifp channels, and on this green Enter certain Nymphs. You fun-burn'd ficklemen, of Auguft weary, Make holy-day your rye-straw hats put on, In country footing. Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with the Of the beaft Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot [no more. Is almost come.—[To the spirits.] Well done ;—avoid ;— FER. This is most strange: your father's in some paffion That works him ftrongly. MIRA. Never till this day, Saw I him touch'd with anger fo distemper'd. Is rounded with a fleep.-Sir, I am vex'd; Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled. If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell, And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk, |