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More that I may call men, than you, good friend, ACT III.

And my dear father: how features are abroad, SCENE I.Before Prospero's cell. Enter Fer- ('The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish

ani skill-less of; but by my modesty dinand, bearing a log.

Any companion in the world but you; Fer. There be some sports are painsul; but Nor can imagination form a shape, their labour

Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Something too wildly, and my father's precepts Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters

Therein forget. Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be Fer.


am, in my condition, As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but

A prince, Miranda ; I do think, a king; The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, (I would, not so!) and would no more endure And makes my labours pleasures: 0, she is This wooden slavery, than I would suffer Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed; The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak, And he's compos'd of harshness. I must remove The very instant that I saw you, did Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, My heart fly to your service; there resides, Upon a sore injunction: my sweet mistress To make me slave to it; and, for your sake, Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such Am I this patient log-man. baseness


Do you love me? Had ne'er like executor. I forget :

Fer. O heaven, 0 earth, bear witness to this But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my sound, labours;

And crown what I profess with kind event, Most busy-less, when I do it.

If I speak true; of hollowly, invert

What best is boded me, to mischief! I,
Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance. Beyond all limit of what else? i' the world,

Do love, prize, honour you.
Alas, now! pray you, Mira,

I am a fool,
Work not so hard: I would, the lightning had

To weep at what I am glad of. Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile! Pro.

Fair encounter Pray set it down, and rest you: when this burns, or two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace 'Twill weep for having wearied you. My father

On that which breeds between them! 1s hard at study; pray now, rest yourself':


Wherefore weep you? Ile's safe for these three hours.

Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dure not offer Fer.

O most dear mistress, What I desire to give; and much less take, The sun will set, before I shall discharge What I shall die to want : But this is trilling; What I must strive to do.

And all the more it seeks to hide itself, Mira.

If you'll sit down, The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful curning'
I'll bear your logs the while: pray give me that; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence !
I'll carry it to the pile.

I am your wise, if you will marry me;
No, precious creature:

If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
Than you should such dishonour undergo, Whether you will or no.
While I sit lazy by.


My mistress, dearest, Mira.

It would become me And I thus humble ever. As well as it does you: and I should do it


My husband then ? With much more ease; for my good will is to it, Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing And yours against.

As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Pro.

Poor worm! thou art insected ; Mira. And mine, with my heart in't : And now This visitation shows it.

farewell, Mira.

You look wearily. Till half an hour hence. Fer. No, noble mistress ; 'tis fresh morning with

A thousand! thousand ! me,

[Exeunt Fer. and Mir. When you are by at night. I do beseech you Pro. So glad of this as they, cannot be, (Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,) Who are surpris’d with all; but my rejoicing What is your name?

At nothing can be more. I'll to my book: Mira.

Miranda :-0 my father, For yet, ere supper time, must I perform I have broke your hest' to say so!

Much business appertaining.

(Erit. Fer.

Admir'd Miranda ! Indeed, the top of admiration; worth What's dearest to the world. Full many a lady SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Ente" I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time Stephano and Trinculo; Caliban following with The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage a bottle. Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Have I lik'd several women; never any

Ste. Tell not me;-when the butt is out, we will With so full soul, but some defect in her

drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd, 2

and board 'em: Servant-monster, drink to me. And put it to the foil : but you, O you,

Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! So perfect, and so peerless, are created

They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are Of every creature's best.

three of them; if the other two be brained like us, Mira.

I do not know

the state totters, One of my sex ; no woman's face remember, Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee ; Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

Trin. Where should they be set else? he were (1) Command. (2) Own'd. (3) Whatsoever. Ja brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.



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Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue! Trin. Why, what did I ? I did nothing ; I'll go in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I further off. swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied ? leagues, off and on, by this light. Thou shålt be Ari. Thou liest. my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Ste. Do I so ? take thou that. (strikes him.) As Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no stand- you like this, give me the lie another time. ard,

Trin. I did not give the lie :--Out o' your wits, Sle. We'll not run, monsieur monster. and hearing too ?-A pox o' your bottle! this can

Trin. Nor go neither : but you lie, like dogs; sack and drinking do.-A murrain on your morand yet say nothing neither.

ster, and the devil take your fingers ! Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou Cal. Ha, ha, ha! beest a good moon-calf.

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Prythee, Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy stand further off. shoe;

Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

I'll beat him too. Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am Ste.

Stand further.-Come proceed. in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath l' the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a

monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log

Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, Or cut his weazand* with thy knife: Remember,

First to possess his books ; for without them
Trin. Lord, quoth he !-that a monster should He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
Je such a natural !

One spirit to command: They all do hate him,
Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr’ythee. As rootedly as 1: Burn but his books ;

Sle. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; He has brave utensils (for so he calls them,) if you prove a mutineer, the next tree-The poor Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indig- And that most deeply to consider, is nity.

The beauty of his daughter; he himself Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'a Calls her a nonpareil : I ne'er saw woman, To hearken once again the suit I made thee? But only Sycorax my dam, and she;

Ste. Marry will I: kneel, and repeat it; I will But she as far surpasseth Sycorax, stand, and so shall Trinculo.

As greatest does least.

Is it so brave a lass?
Enter Ariel, invisible.

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant,
Cal. As I told thee

And bring thee forth brave brood. Before, I am subject to a tyrant;

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter i sorcerer, that by his cunning hath

and I will be king and queen; (save our graces!) Cheated me of this island.

and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys :-Dost Ari.

Thou liest.

thou like the plot, Trinculo ? Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou:

Trin. Excellent.
I would my valiant master would destroy thee; Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee,
I do not lie.

but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy
Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his head.
tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your

Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep: teeth.

Wilt thou destroy him then ? Trin. Why, I said nothing.


Ay, on mine honour. Ste. Mum then, and no more.-[To Caliban.)

Ari. This will I tell my master. Proceed.

Cal. Thou mak’st me merry: I am full of plea-
Ca. I say, by sorcery he got this isle ;

From me he got it. If thy greatness will Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch
Revenge it on him-for, I know, thou dar'st; You taught me but while-ere?
But this thing dare not.

Sle. At thy request, monster, I will do reason,
Ste. That's most certain,

any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.

(Sings. Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party?

Flout 'em, and skout 'em; and skout 'em, and Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee asleep,

flout 'em ; Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.

Thoughi is free. Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.

Cal. That's not the tune.
Cal. What a pied ninny's this !2 Thou scurvy [Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe.
patch! -

Sle. What is this same ?
I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by
And take his botile from him: when that's gone, the picture of No-body.
He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show Sie. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy
Where the quick freshes) are.

[him likeness; if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list.
Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger; inter Trin. O, forgive me my sins !
rupt the monster one word surther, and, by this Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee :-
hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a Mercy upon us !
stock-fish of thee.

Cal. Art thou afeard ?

Sle. No, monster, not I. (1) Debauched. 12) Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress. (3) Springs. (4) Throat.


Ca. Bs not aseard; the isle is full of noises, |(For, certes, these are people of the island,) Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet note,

Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Our human generation you shall find
Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, Many, nay, almost any,
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,


Honest lord, Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present, The clouds, methought, would open, and show Are worse than devils.

[ Aside. riches


I cannot too much muse, Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd, Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, exI cry'd to dream again.

pressing Sle. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, (Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind where I shall have my music for nothing.

of excellent dumb discourse. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.


Praise in departing. Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the

(Aside. story.

Fran. They vanish'd strangely. Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it,


No matter, since and alter, do our work.

They have left their viands behind; for we have Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow.-I would, I stomachs.could see this taborer: he lays it on.

Will't please you taste of what is here? Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano.


Not I. [Exeunt. Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we

were boys, SCENE III. Another part of the Island. En- Who would believe that there were mountaineers,

ier Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging Francisco, and others.

at them

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Gon. By'r lakin,' I can go no further, sir ; Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed, find, Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your pa- Each putter-out on live for one, will bring us tience,

Good warrant of. I needs must rest me.

Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Ilon.

Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Although my last: no matter, since I feel Who am myself attach'd with weariness, The best is past:-Brother, my lord the duke, To the dulling of my spirits : sit down, and rest. Stand too, and do as we. Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it No longer for my flatterer : he is drown'd, Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harWhom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go.

py : claps his wings upon the table, and with a

quaint device, the banquet vanishes. Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.

(Aside to Sebastian. Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose (That hath to instrument this lower world, That you resolv'd to effect.

And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Seb.

The next advantage Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Will we take thoroughly.

Where man doth not inhabit; you ’mongst men Ant.

Let it be to-night; Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they

[Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their svords. Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance, And even wiih such like valour, men hang and As when they are fresh.

drown Seb. I say, to-night: no more. Their proper selves. You fools ! I and my fellows

Are ministers of fate; the elements Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, of whom your swords are temper’d, may as well invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring- Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs ing in a banquet; they dance about it with gen- Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish tle actions of salutation; and inviting the king, One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers &c. to eat, they depart.

Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt, Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, And will not be uplifted : But, remember

Your swords are now too massy for your strengths, hark! Gon. Marvellous sweet music!

(For that's my business to you, that you three Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens !-What From Milan did supplant good Prospero ; were these?

Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it, Seb. A living drollery:? Now I will believe,

Him, and his innocent child; for which foul deed That there are unicorns; that in Arabia

The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have There is one tree, the phenix' throne ; one phænix Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, Alonso,

Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures At this hour reigning there. Ant. I'll believe both:

They have bereft: and do pronounce by me, And what does else want credit, come to me,

Lingering perdition (worse than any death And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie, You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you

Can be at once) shall step by step attend Though fools at home condemn them.

from Gon. I should report this now, would they believe me? | Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow,

If in Naples (Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls If I should say I saw such islanders (1) Our lady. (2) Show. (3) Certainly.

(4) Wonder.

(5) Down.


And a clear? life ensuing.

Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew

The union of your bed with weeds so loathly, He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter that you shall hate it both: therefore, take teed,

the Shapes again, and dance with mops and As Hymen's lamps shall light you. mowes, and carry out the table.


As I hope

For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, Pro. (.Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den,

hast thou Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: Our worser Genius can, shall never melt

The most opportune place, the strongest suggestion Of my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated, Mine honour into lust; to take away In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life, The edge of that day's celebration, And observation strange, my meaner ministers Their several kinds have done: my high charms Or night kept chair'd below.

When I shall think, or Phæbus’ steeds are founder'd work,


Fairly spoke :
And these, mine enemies, are all knit up
In their distractions: they now are in my power; What, Ariel: my industrious servant Ariel!

Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.-
And in these fits I leave them, whilst I visit
Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown’d,)

Enter Ariel. And his and my lov'd darling. (Exil Prospero from above.

Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Con. I'the name of something holy, sir, why Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last stand you

service In this strange stare ? Alon. 0, it is monstrous! monstrous ! In such another trick: go, bring the rabble,

Did worthily perform; and I must use you Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it;

O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this place: The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, Incite them to quick motion; for I must That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd

Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise, Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and

And they expect it from me. I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,

Presently? And with him there lie mudded.

(Erit. Seb. But one fiend at a time,

Pro. Ay, with a twink.

Ari. Before you can say, Come, and I'll fight their legions o'er.

And breathe twice; and cry, so, so! Ant.

I'll be thy second.

Each one, tripping on his toe, [Exeunt Seb. and Ant. Will be here with mop and mowe: Gon. All three of them are desperate; their Do you love me, master? no. great guilt,

Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: Do not approach, Like poison given to work a great time after, Till thou dost hear me call. Now'gins to bite the spirits :- I do beseech


Well I conceive. That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,

[Exit. And hinder them from what this ecstacy?

Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance May now provoke them to.

Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw Adr.

Follow, I pray you. To the fire i' the blood : be more abstemious,
[Ereunt. Or else, good night, your vow!

I warrant you, sir ;
The white-cold virgin snow upon my heart

Abates the ardour of my liver.


Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary, SCENE I.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Pros- Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.

pero, Ferdinand, and Miranda. No tongue; all eyes ; be silent. (Sojl music. Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you,

A Masque. Enter Iris. Your compensation makes amends; for I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas Or that for which I live; whom once again Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease ; I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations

Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling shcep, Were but my trials of thy love, and thou

And fat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep; Hast strangely stood the test : here, afore Heaven, Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims, I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,

Which spongy April at thy hests betrims, Do not smile at me, that I boast her ofl,

To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,

broom groves, And make it halt behind her.

Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves, Fer.

I do believe it, Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard; Against an oracle.

And thy sea-marge, steril, and rocky-hard, Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Where thou thyself dost air: The queen o' the sky. Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: But Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I, I thou dost break her virgin knot before Bids thee leave these ; and with 'her sovereign All sanctimonious ceremonies may

grace, With full and holy rite be ministerd,

Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall To come and sport: her peacocks fly amain ; To make this contract grow; but barren hate, Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.

(1) Pure, blameless. (2) Alienation of mind. (3) Sprinkling. (4) Surplus. (5) Command.

Enter Ceres.

There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,

Or else our spell is marr'd. Cer. Haii, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er Iris. You nymphs, call’d Naiads, of the wand'ring Dost dis sey ine wife of Jupiter ;

brooks, Who, with thy raffron wings, upon my flowers With your sedg’d crowns, and ever harmless looks, Diffusest, soney-drops, refreshing showers: Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown

Answer your summons; Juno does command :
My bosky' acres, and my unshrubb'd down, Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
Rich scars to my proud earth; Why hath thy queen A contract of true love; be not too late.
Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass’d green !
Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate;

Enter certain Nymphs.
And some donation freely to estate
On the bless'd lovers,

You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Cer.

Tell me, heavenly bow, Come hither from the surrow, and be merry; If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know, Make holy-day: your rye-straw hats put on, Do now attend the queen ? since they did plot And these fresh nymphs encounter every one The means, that dusky Dis? my daughter got, In country footing. Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company I have forsworn.

Enler cerlain Reapers, properly habited; they join Iris. or her society

with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards Be not afraid : I met her deity

the end whereof Prospero starls suddenly, and Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her son speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and Dove-drawn with her: here thought they to have confused noise, they heavily vanish.

done Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,

Pro. (Aside.] I had forgot that soul conspiracy Whose vows are, that no bed-rite shall be paid or the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but in vain; Against my life; the minute of their plot Mars' hot minion is return'd again;

Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done ;Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,

avoid ;- no more. Swears he will shoot no more, but play with spar

Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some rows,

passion And be a boy right out.

That works him strongly.
Highest queen of state,


Never till this day, Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait.

Saw 1 him touch'd with anger so distemper'a.

Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort, Enter Juno.

As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir:

Our revels now are ended; these our actors,
Sumo. How does my bounteous sister ? Go with As I foretold you, were all spirits, and

Are melted into air, into thin air:
To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
And honour'd in their issue.

The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,

The solemn temples, the great globe itsell,

Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,

And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Long continuance, and increasing,

Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff
Hourly joys be still upon you !

As dreams are made of, and our little life
Juno sings her blessings on you.

Is rounded with a sleep.-Sir, I am vex'd ;

Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled. Cer Earth's increase, and foizon' plenty; Be not disturb’d with my infirmity:

Barns, and garners never empty; If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell,
Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing; And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk,
Plants, with goodly burden bowing; To still my beating mind.
Spring come to you, at the farthest, Fer, Mira.

We wish your peace.
In the very end of harvest i

[Exeunt. Scarcity, and want, shall shun you ; Pro. Come with a thought:-I thank you: Ceres' blessing so is on you.

Ariel, come.
Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and

Enter Ariel.
Harmonious charmingly: May I be bold
To think these spirits ?

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; What's thy
Spirits, which by mine art

pleasure ? I have from their confines call'd to enact


Spirit, My present fancies. Fer. Let me live here ever ;

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented So rare a wonder'd^ father, and a wife,

Ceres, Make this place Paradise.

I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd (Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on

Lest I might anger thee. employment.

Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these

varlets? Pro.

Sweet now, silence; Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot will Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;

drinking ? (1) Woody.

(2) Pluto. (3) Abundance. (6) A body of clouds in motion ; but it is most 14) Able to produce such wonders. (5) Vanished. probable that the author wrote track.


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