Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue [] in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues, off and on, by this light.-Thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off.

Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied?
Ari. Thou liest.

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.

Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.

Trin. Nor go neither: but you'll lie, like dogs; and yet say nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf.

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe;

I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster?

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord?

Trin. Lord, quoth he!--that a monster should be such a natural!

Trin. I did not give the lie :-Out o' your wits, and hearing too?- -A pox o' your bottle! this can sack, and drinking do.-A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers!

Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee, stand further off.

Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time,
I'll beat him too.
Ste.

Stand further.-Come, proceed.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him
I' the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain
him,

Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
||Or cut his wezand with thy knife: Remember,
First to possess his books; for without them
He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
One spirit to command: They all do hate him,
As rootedly as I: Burn but his books;
He has brave utensils (for so he calls them,)
Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal.

Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee.
Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head;
if you prove a mutineer, the next tree-The poor
monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indig-And that most deeply to consider, is
nity.

Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd
To hearken once again the suit I made thee?
Ste. Marry will I kneel, and repeat it; I will
stand, and so shall Trinculo.

The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a nonpareil : I ne'er saw woman,
But only Sycorax my dam, and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
As greatest does least.

Ste.
Is it so brave a lass?
Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant,
And bring thee forth brave brood.

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen; (save our graces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys:-Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo?

Trin. Excellent.

SCENE III.—Another part of the Island. En-
ter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian,
Francisco, and others.

Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir;
My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed,
Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your pa-
tience,

I needs must rest me.
Alon.
Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am myself attach'd with weariness,
To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd,
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go.
Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
[Aside to Sebastian.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd to effect.
Seb.

Will we take thoroughly.

Ant.

The next advantage

Thou hast said well; for some of you there present,
Are worse than devils.
[Aside.
Alon.
I cannot too much muse,4
Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, ex-
pressing

(Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.
Praise in departing.

Pro.

Aside.
No matter, since
They have left their viands behind; for we have
stomachs.-
Will't please you taste of what is here?
Alon.

Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
Seb.

Not I. Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we were boys,

Who would believe that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men,

Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we
find,
Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us

Good warrant of.

Alon.

I will stand to, and feed,
Although my last: no matter, since I feel
The best is past:-Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand too, and do as we.

Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a har-
py: claps his wings upon the table, and with a
quaint device, the banquet vanishes.

Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown

Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance, As when they are fresh. 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 the actions of salutation; and inviting the king, &c. to eat, they depart.

Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!

Gon. Marvellous sweet music!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens!-What

were these?

Seb. A living drollery:2 Now I will believe,
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.

Ant.
I'll believe both:
And what does else want credit, come to me,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn them.
Gon.
If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say I saw such islan/lers

One dowles that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers
Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for your strengths,
And will not be uplifted: But, remember
(For that's my business to you,) that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Him, and his innocent child; for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once) shall step by step attend
You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you
from

(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow
(5) Down

(4) Wonder.

SCENE I-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Pros- Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.

So fuil of valour, that they smote the arr
For breathing in their faces; beat the grond
For kissing of their feet: yet always bending
Towards their project: Then I beat my talor,
At which, like unback'd coits, they prick'd their"

ears,

"To doat thus on such luggage? Let's along,
And do the murder irst; if he awake,
From toe to crown belli fil our skins with pinches,
Make us strange stuti.

Ste. Be you quiet, monster.-Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line: Sow, Jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a calc ersin.

Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses,
As they smelt music; so I charm'd their ears,
That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through
Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss, andke your grace.

I go, I go.

Exit.

Ari.
Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture2 can never stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as, with age, his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers: I will plague them all,
Re-enter Ariel loaden with glistering apparel, &c.
Even to roaring:-Come, hang them on this line.
Prospero and Ariel remain invisible. Enter Cali-
ban, Stephano, and Trinculo; all wet.

Cal. Pray, you, tread softly, that the blind mole

may not

Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.

Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack3 with us.

Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation.

'' Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an't

Ste. I thank thee for that jest: here's a garment fort: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am King of this country: Steal by une and lervi, is an excellent pass of pate; there's another Carment for't.

Tria. Master, come, put some times upon your fners, and away with the rest.

Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time,
And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
With foreheads villanous low.

Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom; go to, carry this. Trin. And this.

Ste. Ay, and this.

1 noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits,
in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; Pros-
pero and Ariel setting them on.

Pro. Hey, Mountain, bey!
Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver!
Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark,
hark!

[Cal. Ste. and Trin. are driven out.
Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make

them,

Than pard, or cat o' mountain.

Hark, they roar.

Ari.
Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: at this hour

Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I
should take a displeasure against you; look you,-Lie at my mercy all mine enemies;
Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster.

Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still:
Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to
Shall hood-wink this mischance: therefore, speak

softly,

All's hush'd as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss.

Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.

Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour.

Cal. Prythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here,
This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter:
Do that good mischief, which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.

Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody

thoughts.

Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy
Stephano! look, what a wardrobe here is for thee!
Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash.
Trin. O, ho, monster; we know what belongs to
a frippery 5-0 king Stephano!
Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand,
I'll have that gown.

Trin. Thy grace shall have it.

|

Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little,
Follow, and do me service.

ACT V.

[Exeunt.

SCENE I-Before the cell of Prospero. Enter
Prospero in his magic Robes, and Ariel.
Pro. Now does my project gather to a head:
My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time
Goes upright with his carriage.-How's the day?

Ari.

Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord,
You said our work should cease.
Pro.
I did say so,
When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit,
How fares the king and his?
Confin'd together
In the same fashion as you gave in charge;
Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners
They cannot budge, till you release. The king,
In the lime-grove which weather-fends your cell;
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted;
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly
Him you term'd, sir, The good old lord Gonzalo,

Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops

man,

(1) Bait. (2) Education. (3) Jack with a lantern. 4) Ever. (5) A shop for sale of old clothes.

(6) Bird-lime.
(8) Defends from bad weather.

(7) Leopard.