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I did say so,

SCENE I.Before the Cell of PROSPERO. Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder

Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes ; and ARIEL.

With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory Pro. Now does my project gather to a head: Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up My charms crack not, my spirits obey, and time The pine and cedar: graves, at my command, Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? Have waked their sleepers ; oped, and let them

Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, forth You said our work should cease.

By my so potent art. But this rough magic Pro.

I here abjure; and, when I have requir'd When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) How fares the king and's followers ?

To work mine end upon their senses, that Ari.

Confin’d together This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, In the same fashion as you gave in charge ;

Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, Just as you left them: all prisoners, sir,

And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, In the line-grove which weather-fends your cell; I'll drown my book.

[Solemn music. They cannot budge till your release. The king, His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted,

Re-enter Ariel: after him, Alonso, with a frantie And the remainder mourning over them,

gesture, attended by GonzalO; SEBASTIAN and Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly

Antonio in like manner, attended by ADRIAN Him that you term’d, sir, the good old lord, Gon

and Francisco: they all enter the circle which zalo:

PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed; His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops

which PROSPERO observing, speaks. From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly A solemn air, and the best comforter works them,

To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, That if you now beheld them, your affections Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, Would become tender.

For you are spell-stopp'd.Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit?

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.

Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Pro.

And mine shall. Fall fellowly drops.—The charm dissolves apace; Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling And as the morning steals upon the night, Of their afflictions, and shall not myself,

Melting the darkness, so their rising senses One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Their clearer reason.— good Gonzalo! Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the My true preserver, and a loyal sir quick,

To him thou follow'st, I will pay thy graces Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Home, both in word and deed.—Most cruelly Do I take part. The rarer action is

Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: In virtue, than in vengeance : they being penitent, Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;The sole drift of my purpose doth extend

Thou’rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and Not a frown further. Go, release them, Ariel.

blood, My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, And they shall be themselves.

Expellid remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian, Ari.

I'll fetch them, sir. (Erit. (Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong.) Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive groves;

thee, And ye, that on the sands with printless foot Unnatural though thou art.—Their understanding Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, Begins to swell, and the approaching tide When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that Will shortly fill the reasonable shores, By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pas That yet looks on me, or would know me.

Ariel, Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell; To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd I will dis-case me, and myself present, The noontide sun, callid forth the mutinous winds, As I was sometime Milan.—Quickly, spirit; And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Thou shalt ere long be free.



ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire But yet thou shalt have freedom :—so, so, so.PROSPERO.

To the king's ship, invisible as thou art :
Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;

There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
In a cowslip's bell I lie:

Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain
There I couch when owls do cry,

Being awake, enforce them to this place,
On the bat's back I do fly

And presently, I pr’ythee.
After summer merrily:

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,

Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit ARIEL.
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze

ment Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss Inhabit here: some heavenly power guide us

Out of this fearful country!


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Behold, sir king, Believe things certain.— Welcome, my friends all.The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero.

But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, For more assurance that a living prince

[Aside to SEB., and Ant. Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, And to thee, and thy company, I bid

And justify you traitors : at this time A hearty welcome.

will tell no tales. Alon.

Whe'r thou beest he, or no, Seb. [Aside.] The devil speaks in him. Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,


No.As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse

For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Beats as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive Th’affliction of my mind amends, with which, Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require I fear, a madness held me. This must crave My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know, (An if this be at all) a most strange story.

Thou must restore. Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat


If thou beest Prospero, Thou pardon me my wrongs.—But how should | Give us particulars of thy preservation : Prospero

How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Be living, and be here?

Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost, Pro. First, noble friend,

(How sharp the point of this remembrance is !) Let me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot My dear son Ferdinand. Be measur'd, or confin'd.


I am woe for't, sir.
Whether this be,

Alon. Irreparable is the loss, and patience
Or be not, I'll not swear.

Says it is past her cure.
You do yet taste


I rather think, Some subtleties o' the isle, that will not let you You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace,

For the like loss I have her sovereign aid,
And rest myself content.

You the like loss?
Pro. As great to me, as late; and, supportable
To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker
Than you may call to comfort you, for I
Have lost my daughter.

A daughter ? O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, The king and queen there! that they were, I wish Myself were mudded in that oozy bed Where my son lies. When did you lose your

daughter? Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords At this encounter do so much admire, That they devour their reason, and scarce think Their eyes do offices of truth, their words Are natural breath; but, howso'er you have Been justled from your senses, know for certain, That I am Prospero, and that very duke Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most

strangely Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was

landed, To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; For 'tis a chronicle of day by day, Not a relation for a breakfast, nor Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; This cell's my court: here have I few attendants, And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in. My dukedom since you have given me again, I will requite you with as good a thing;

At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye
As much as me my dukedom.
The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers Ferdi-

NAND and Miranda playing at chess.
Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.

No, my dearest love,
I would not for the world.
Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should

And I would call it fair play.

If this prove
A vision of the island, one dear son
Shall I twice lose.

A most high miracle!
Fer. Though the seas threaten they are merciful:
I have curs'd them without cause.

(FERD. kneels to ALON. Alon.

Now, all the blessings Of a glad father compass thee about! Arise, and say how thou cam'st here. Mira.

O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is ! O, brave new world, That has such people in't! Pro.

'Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast

at play! Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours: Is she the goddess that has sever'd us, And brought us thus together? Fer.

Sir, she is mortal;

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But, by immortal providence, she's mine:


Was't well done ? I chose her, when I could not ask my father

Pro. Bravely, my diligence! Thou shalt Aside. For his advice, nor thought I had one. She

be free. Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,

Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod; Of whom so often I have heard renown,

And there is in this business more than nature But never saw before; of whom I have

Was ever conduct of: some oracle Received a second life, and second father

Must rectify our knowledge. This lady makes him to me.


Sir, my liege,
I am hers.

Do not infest your mind with beating on
But 0! how oddly will it sound, that I

The strangeness of this business: at pick'd leisure, Must ask my child forgiveness.

Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you Pro.

There, sir, stop: (Which to you shall seem probable) of every Let us not burden our remembrances

These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful, With a heaviness that's gone.

And think of each thing well.—Come hither, spirit; Gon. I have inly wept,

[Aside. Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you Set Caliban and his companions free; gods,

Untie the spell.—(Exit ARIEL.]–How fares my And on this couple drop a blessed crown,

gracious sir? For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way, There are yet missing of your company Which brought us hither!

Some few odd lads, that you remember not. Alon.

I say, Amen, Gonzalo. Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his

Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CalibAN, STEPHANO, issue

and Trinculo, in their stolen apparel. Should become kings of Naples ? O! rejoice Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no Beyond a common joy, and set it down

man take care for himself, for all is but fortune. With gold on lasting pillars. In one voyage Coragio! bully-monster, coragio! Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;

T'rin. If these be true spies which I wear in my And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,

head, here's a goodly sight. Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom, Cal. O Setebos ! these be brave spirits, indeed. In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,

How fine my master is! I am afraid When no man was his own.

He will chastise me.

Give me your
hands : Seb.

Ha, ha!
[To FER., and Mira. What things are these, my lord Antonio ?
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, Will money buy them?
That doth not wish you joy!


Very like: one of them Gon. Be it so: Amen. Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.

Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain

lords, amazedly following.

Then say if they be true.—This mis-shapen knave, O look, sir! look, sir! here are more of us.

His mother was a witch; and one so strong I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,

That could control the moon, make flows and This fellow could not drown.—Now, blasphemy,

ebbs, That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on And deal in her command, without her power. shore?

These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news? (For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them Boats. The best news is, that we have safely To take my life: two of these fellows you found

Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I Our king, and company: the next our ship, Acknowledge mine. Which but three glasses since we gave out split, Cal.

I shall be pinch'd to death. Is tight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when

Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? We first put out to sea.

Seb. He is drunk now: where had he wine ? Ari. Sir, all this service

Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should Have I done since I went.


they Pro. My tricksy spirit! S

Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em ? Alon. These are not natural events; they How cam'st thou in this pickle ? strengthen

Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw From strange to stranger.—Say, how came you you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones : hither?

I shall not fear fly-blowing. Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, Seb. Why, how now, Stephano! I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, Ste. O! touch me not: I am not Stephano, but And (how we know not) all clapp'd under hatches,

a cramp. Where, but even now, with strange and several Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? noises

Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains, Alon. This is a strange thing as e'er I look'd on. And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,

[Pointing to Calibas. We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty :

Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld

As in his shape.-Go, sirrah, to my cell ; Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master Take with you your companions : as you look Capering to eye her: on a trice, so please you, To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. Even in a dream, were we divided from them,

Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, And were brought moping hither.

And seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass

Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,
And worship this dull fool ?

Go to; away!
Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where

you found it.

Seb. Or stole it, rather.

(Exeunt Cal., STE., and Trin. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your

To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest
For this one night; which, part of it, I'll waste
With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it
Go quick away; the story of my life,
And the particular accidents gone by,
Since I came to this isle : and in the morn,
I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,
Where I have hope to see the nuptial
Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd;
And thence retire me to my Milan, where
Every third thought shall be my grave.

I long
To hear the story of your life, which must
Take the ear strangely,

I'll deliver all ;
And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,
And sail, so expeditious, that shall catch

Your royal fleet far off.—My Ariel;chick,-
That is thy charge : then, to the elements;
Be free, and fare thou well !—Please you draw near.

Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's mine own;
Which is most faint : now, 'tis true,
I must be here confin'd by you,
Or sent to Naples. Let me not,
Since I have my dukedom got,
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island, by your spell;
But release me from my bands,
With the help of your good hands.
Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill, or else my project fails,
Which was to please. Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant;
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be reliev'd by prayer;
Which pierces so, that it assaults
Mercy itself, and frees all faults.

As you from crimes would pardon'd be.
Let your indulgence set me free.

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