Even in a dream, were we divided from them, And were brought moping hither. Ari. Was't well done? Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free. [Afide. Alon. This is as ftrange a maze as e'er men trod; And there is in this business more than nature Was ever "conduct of: fome oracle Muft rectify our knowledge. Pro. Sir, my liege, Do not infeft your mind with * beating on Set Caliban and his companions free: [To Ariel.gide. Untie the spell. How fares my gracious fir? Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, in their stolen apparel. Ste. Every man fhift for all the reft, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune:- Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio! Trin. If these be true fpies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly fight. Cal. O Setebos, these be brave fpirits, indeed! How fine my mafter is! I am afraid condual-conductor. x beating on]-puzzling about. * fingle I'll refolve you,]-in private I'll inform you by what means I have accomplished thefe ends; and then, what may now feem improbable will appear far otherwise. He He will chaftife me. Seb. Ha, ha; What things are these, my lord Anthonio! Ant. Very like; one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Ꮓ Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, That could controul the moon, make flows and ebbs, Cal. I fhall be pinch'd to death. Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler? Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where should they Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them? How cam'ft thou in this pickle? Trin. I have been in fuch a pickle, fince I faw you laft, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I fhall not fear fly-blowing. d Seb. Why, how now, Stephano? true:]-honeft. b controul the moon, &c.]—overrule her influence, and, without her aid, invert the natural courfe of thofe elements, over which fhe is thought to prefide. с grand liquor that hath gilded them?]-'lixer, that hath intoxicated them. ." that great med'cin hath "With his tinct gilded thee." ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA, A&I, S. 5. Cleo. fly-blowing.]-being preserved in pickle. Alon. Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp, Pro. You'd be king of the ifle, firrah? Ste. I fhould have been a 'fore one then, Alon. This is a ftrange thing as e'er I look'd on. [Pointing to Caliban. Pro. He is as difproportion'd in his manners, Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wife hereafter, Pro. Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and beftow your luggage where you found it. Seb. Or ftole it, rather. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell: where you fhall take you reft Since I came to this ifle: And in the morn, To hear the story of your life, which must Pro. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm feas, aufpicious gales, draw near.]come along with me. } [Afide. draw near. [Exeunt omnes. EPI SPOKEN BY PROSPERO. Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what ftrength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, h I must be bere confin'd by you, Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence fet me free! by you,]-by your cenfure. i With the help, &c.]-By your applause. reliev'd by prayer,]-which was alone deemed capable of relieving Necromancers. |