Gonzalo. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say, I saw such islanders,— For, certes, these are people of the island,— Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Our human generation you shall find Many, nay, almost any. Prospero [Aside]. Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present Alonso. I cannot too much muse Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing- Of excellent dumb discourse. Prospero [Aside]. Praise in departing. No matter, since Francisco. They vanish'd strangely. Sebastian. They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will't please you taste of what is here? Alonso. Gonzalo. Faith, sir, you need not fear. Not I. When we were boys, Who would believe that there were mountaineers Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at 'em Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find Good warrant of. Alonso. I will stand to, and feed, Although my last: no matter, since I feel The best is past.-Brother, my lord the duke, Stand to, and do as we. Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL, like a harpy, claps his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device the banquet vanishes. F Ariel. You are three men of sin, whom destiny,- And what is in't,—the never-surfeited sea Are ministers of Fate: the elements, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well One dowle that's in my plume. My fellow-ministers 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 You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from,— Upon your heads,—is nothing but heart's sorrow, And a clear life ensuing. He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mocks and mows, and carry out the table. Prospero [Aside]. Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring. Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated In what thou hadst to say so, with good life And observation strange, my meaner ministers Their several kinds have done. My high charms work, In their distractions: they now are in my power; And in these fits I leave them, while I visit Young Ferdinand,-whom they suppose is drown'd,- [Exit above. Gonzalo. I' th' name of something holy, sir, why stand you In this strange stare? Alonso. O, it is monstrous, monstrous! Sebastian. I'll fight their legions o'er. Antonio. [Exit. But one fiend at a time, I'll be thy second. [Exeunt Sebastian and Antonio. Gonzalo. All three of them are desperate: their great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, Now 'gins to bite the spirits.-I do beseech you May now provoke them to. Adrian. Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt. SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S cell. Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA. Prospero. If I have too austerely punish'd you, Your compensation makes amends; for I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Or that for which I live: who once again Do not smile at me that I boast her off, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise, And make it halt behind her. Ferdinand. Against an oracle. I do believe it Prospero. Then, as my gift and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: but If thou dost break her virgin-knot before All sanctimonious ceremonies may No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall Ferdinand. As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion Our worser genius can, shall never melt Mine honour into lust, to take away The edge of that day's celebration When I shall think, or Phœbus' steeds are founder'd, Or night kept chain'd below. Prospero. Fairly spoke. Sit then and talk with her; she is thine own.- |