These happened accidents: till when, be cheerful, Set Caliban and his companions free : [Aside. Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares my gracious sir? There are yet missing of your company Some few odd lads that you remember not. Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and Ste. Every man shift for all the rest,' and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune:-Coragio, bully-monster, coragio! Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight. Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! How fine my master is! I am afraid What things are these, my lord Antonio? Ant. Very like; one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Pro. Mark but the badges 2 of these men, my lords, That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, 1 For all the rest.] Stephano in his blundering drunkenness says for all the rest instead of for himself, and vice versa. 2 The badges.] The stolen apparel they had on. 3 Deal in her command, &c.] Use her kind of influence beyond the degree in which she herself could exert it. To take my life. Two of these fellows you Cal. I shall be pinched to death. Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler? Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe. Where should they Find this grand liquor 1 that hath gilded them? 1 How cam'st thou in this pickle ? Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing. Seb. Why, how now, Stephano ! Ste. O touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp. Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? Ste. I should have been a sore one, then. Alon. This is a strange thing as e'er I looked on. [Pointing to CAliban. Pro. He is as disproportioned in his manners As in his shape.-Go, sirrah, to my cell; Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter. Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool! Pro. Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it. This grand liquor, &c.] An allusion to the grand elixir or potable gold of the alchymists, which they pretended would restore youth and confer immortality. Sack was sometimes called the grand liquor or elixir: in Fletcher's Chances, iv. 3, we find a drunken female described in these words: A little gilded o'er, sir; old sack, old sack, boys!' Seb. Or stole it, rather. [Exeunt CAL., STE., and TRIN. And the particular accidents gone by, I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Alon. To hear the story of your life, which must Pro. I long I'll deliver all; [Aside. That is thy charge; then to the elements Be free, and fare thou well!-Please you, draw near. [Exeunt. 93 EPILOGUE. SPOKEN BY PROSPERO. Now my charms are all o'erthrown, Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardoned be, Let your indulgence set me free! [Exit. |