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Ant. A laughter.
Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Seb. A naatch.
Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.o. Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,- Ant. O, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido. Seb. Ha, ha, ha!
Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the Ant. So, you've pay'd...
first day I wore it? I mean, in a sort. tapi Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible, Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.
, (riag? Seb. Yet,
Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's mar, Adr. Yet
Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Ant. He could not miss it.
against Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and The stomach of my sense: 'would I had never delicate temperance.
Married my daughter there! for coming thence, Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. My son is lost! and, in my rate, she too, 1,7?! Seb. Ay, and subtle; as he most learnedly Who is so far from Italy remov'd, delivered.
I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir
Fran. Sir, he may live;
And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Seb. Of that there's none, or little.
Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how The surgé most swoln that met him: his bold head Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny. [green! |'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Seb. With an eye of green in't.
Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Ant. He misses not much.
To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bowd, Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt,
Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, He came alive to land, almost beyond credit)
Alon. No, no, he's gone.
[loss ; Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.
Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, That would not bless our Europe with your drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their daughter, freshness, and glosses ; being rather new dy'd, But rather lose her to an African; than stained with salt water. her ytteli 31. Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye,
Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. would it not say, He lies?
Alon. Pr’ythee, peace.
(wise Seb. Ay, or very, falsely pocket up his report. Seb. You were kneel’d to, and importun'd other
Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh By all of us; and the fair soul berself, sino as when we put them on first in Afric, at the Weigh'd between lothness'and obedience, at marriage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to which end o'the beam she'd bow. We have lost the king of Tunis. istisna
your son, ; ;
11:59 Borgon!" Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper | I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have to well in our return.
More widows in them of this business' making, Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such Than we bring inen to comfort them; the fault's a paragon to their queen. :
Ant. Widow ? a pox o’that! How came that Gon. My lord Sebastian, widow in? Widow Dido !!!?
The truth you speak doth laok some gentleness, Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, good lord, how you take it !
When you should bring ihe plaster.
Gon, It is foul weather in us all, good sir, Adr. Carthage ?
When you are cloudy. Od Gon. I assure you, Carthage.or!
Seb. Foul weather ?
) Ant. His word is more than the miraculous Ant. Very foul 34. Seb. He hach rais d, the wall, and houses too. Gen. Had I plantation of this isle, nay lord,–
Ant. What impossible matter will be make easy. Ant. He'd sow it with nettle+seerd.
Seb. Or docks, or mallows. Ộ mi Seb, I think; he will carry this island home in Gon. And were the king of it, What would I his pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Seb. Scape beiug drunk, for swapt of wine.
Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sen, Gon. I'the commonwealth I would by, conbring forth more islands.
traries Gon. Ay?
Execute all things : for no kiod of traffic Ant. Why, in good time.
Would I adinit; no name of magistrate; Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our gurments Letters shoukl not be known; no, use of service, seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at Of riches or of poverty; no contracts, the marriage of your daughter, who is now.queen. Successions ; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, nono :
but innocent pure
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Gon. And, do you
No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil: Sale My strong imagination sees a crown
Dropping upon thy head.
Seb. What, art thou waking? u tiuke til No sovereignty:
Ant. Do you not hear me speak ? *OT Seb. And yet he would be king op't. ' Seb. I do ; and, surely, you won't
Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth for- It is sleepy language ; and thou speak’st 2 gets the beginning. (
[duce Out of thy sleep: what is it thou didst say?! Gon. All things in common nature should pro- This is a strange repose, to be asleep Without sweat or endeavour; treason, felony, With eyes wide open ; standing, speaking, moving, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, And yet so fast asleep. Would I not have; but nature should bong forth, Ant. Noble Sebastian,
Toi!!!: 23:07 Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance, Thou let'st thy fortune sleep_die rather; wink'st To feed my innocent people.
Whiles thou art waking. To wyd Boots Seb. No marrying imong his subjects ? ! , Seb. Thou dost snore distinctly; "Ant. None, man in such perfection govern, sir,
all idle; whores and knaves. There's meaning in thy snores. Gon. I would
Ant. I am more serious than my custom you To excel the golden age.
Must be so too, if heed me; which to do, Seb. 'Save his majesty!)
Trebles tree o'er. Ant. Long live Gonzalo!
Seb. Well'; I am standing water.'!") mark me, sir?
. Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. ! $0 1,VT r'ythee, no more: thou dost talk no- Seb. Do so: to ebb, thing to me.
Hereditary sloth instructs medicinalinda Gon: I do well believe your highness ; and did Ant. 0,3; - Com,
it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who If you but knew, how you thc purpose cherish are of such sensible and wimble lungs, that they whilės thus you mock it!'how, in stripping it
, always use to laugh at nothing.
You more invest it: Ebbing men, indeed, Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at. ? ?
Most often do'so near the bottom ro
ran, Gon. nothing so you 'may continue, and laugh Seb. Pr'ythee, say
say on 13:16 din at nothing still. ;!
The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim Ant. What a blow was there given!
A matter from Seb. An it had not fallen Aat-long.
to yield to Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle : you
Which throes and a birth, indeed,
Ant. Thus, sirpios jo daugia would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would Although this lord of weak remembrance, this continue in it five weeks without changing. (Who shall be of as little memory, Enter Ariel, invisible
, playing solemn music. When he is earth’d,) hath here almost persuaded Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling (For he's a spirit of persuasion only) Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. The king
, his son's alive; 'tis'as'impossible Gon. No, I warrant you: I will not adventure That he's updrown'd, as he that sleeps here, swims. my discretion so weakly, Will you laugh me
Seb. I have no hope asleep, for I am very heavy?
That he's un'rown'd.. liric unit I bizi! Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.
Ant. 0, out of that no hope, [all sleep but Al Sèb. 8. Ant. What great hope have you !' no hope, that why, is Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Another way so high an hope, that even Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts? I Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, They are inclin'd to do so.
(ind, But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with Seb. Please you, sir,
That Ferdinand is drown'd?
[meo Do not omit the heavy offer of it: It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, 4 Ant. Then, tell me, 1967 It is a comforter.
Who's the next heir of Naples? Ant. We two, my lord,
Seb. Claribel. Will guard your person, wille you take your rest, Ant. She tbåt is queeri of Tunis; she that dwells • And watch your safety:*
Ten leagues beyond, man's life; she that from Alon. Thank you: wond'rous heavy.
Can have no pote, unless the sun were post, (Naples
[he sleeps, ez. Asi. (The man i'themoon's too slow from aborn chins Seb. What a strange drowsiness passesses them! Be rough and razorable! she, Ant. It is the quality o’the climate.
sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Seb. Wby.
And, by that, destin'd to perform an act, Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not Whereof what's past is prologue ; What to come, Myself dispos'd to sleep
In yours and my discharge. Ant . Nor 1; my spirits are nimble
Seb. What staff is this? --How
. every What thou should'st be ; the occasion speaks thee; Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribet
Seb. He's gone.
ANOTHER PART OF THE ISLAND.
Measure us back to Naples ?—Keep in Tunis, Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; And let Sebastian wake!- Say, this were death To make an earthquake ! sure it was the roar That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no Of a whole herd of lions.
Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo ? (mibg, Than now they are: there be, that can rule Naples, Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a hum As well as he that sleeps ; lords, that can prate And that a strange one too, which did awake me: As amply, and unnecessarily,
I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'de As tbis Gonzalo; I myself could make
I saw their weapons drawn:—there was a noise, A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore That's verity: best stand upon our guard) The mind that I do! what a sleep were this Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons For your advancement! Do you understand me? Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make furSeb. Methinks I do.
For my poor son.
(ther search Ant. And how does your content
Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts ! Tender your own good fortune?
For he is, sure, i'the island. Seb. I remember,
Alon. Lead away.
[aside. You did supplant your brother Prospero.
Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have Ant. True :
done : And look, how well my garments sit upon me; So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [ereunt. Much feater than before : my brother's servants Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood; thunder. Seb. But, for your conscience
Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make "Twould put me to my slipper ; but I feel not By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, [him This deity in my bosom : twenty consciences, And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch, That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they, Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i'the mire, And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark, No better than the earth he lies upon,
Out of my way, unless he bid them; but If he were that which now he's like; whom I, For every trifle are they set upon me: With this obedient steel, three inches of it,
Sometimes like apes, that moe and chatter at me, Cau lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus, And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which To the perpetual wink for aye might put
Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues, They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk;
Do hiss me into madness :-Lo! now! lo! They'll tell the clock to any business that
Enter Trinculo. We say befits the hour
Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, Seb. Thy case, dear friend,
For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat;
Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; And I the king shall love thee.
I hear it sing i'the wind : yond same black cloud, Ant. Draw together:
yond' hung one, looks like a fvul bumbard that And when I rear my hand, do you the like, would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as To fall it on Gonzalo.
it did before, I know not where to hide my head: Seb. O, but one word. [they converse apart. yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls. Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible.
What have we here? a man or a fish ? Dead Ari. My master through his art foresees the
A fish: he smells like a fish; a very danger
ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, newest, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in (For else bis project dies,) to keep them living.
England now (as once I was,) and had but this Sings in Gonzalo's ear) While you here do snoring lie,
fish painted, not a holiday-fool there but would Open-ey'd Conspiracy
give a piece of silver: there would this monster His time doth take:
make a man; any strange beast there makes a man; If of life you keep a care, Shake off slumber, and beware :
when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame Awake! awake!
beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king !
o'my troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold
[they wake. it no longer; this is no fish, but an islander, that Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are
hath lately suffered by a thunderbolt. (thunder] Wherefore this ghastly looking ! (you drawn? Alas! the storm is come again; my best way is Gon. What's the matter?
to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, shelter here about: misery acquaints a man with Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing strange bed fellows. I will here shroud, till the Like bulls, or rather lions: did it not wake you? dregs of the storm be past. It struck mine ear most terribly.
Enter Stephano, singing ; a bottle in his hand.
Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea, Alon. I heard nothing.
Here shall I die a-shore :
This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral: stroke :—But art thou not drowned, Stephano ? Well, here's my comfort.
[drinks. hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storme
over-blown? I hid me under the dead moonThe master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I, The gunner, and his mate,
calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: and art Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery
thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two NeapoBut none of us car'd for Kate: For she had a tongue with a tang,
litans 'scap'd! Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang:
Ste. Prythee, do not turn me about; my She lov'd uot the savour of tar nor of pitch, Yet a tailor might scratch ber where'er she did itch:
stomach is not constant. Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang.
Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not This is a scurvy tune too: but here's my comfort. Esprites.
[drinks. That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : Cal. Do not torment me: O!
I will kneel to him. Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st of Inde? Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be hither. I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, sailors heaved overboard, by this bottle! which I As proper a man as ever went on four legs, can- made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, not make him give ground; and it shall be said so since I was cast ashore. again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils.
Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!
True subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst. legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: Where Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can the devil should he learu our language? I will swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. give him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can Ste. Here, kiss the book : though thou canst recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. with him, he's a present for any emperor that Trin. O Stephano, bast any more of this? ever trod on neat's-leather.
Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee;
rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. I'll bring my wood home faster.
moon-calf ? how does thine ague ? Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after Cal. Hast thou not dropp'd from heaven? the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he Ste. Out o'the moon, I do assure thee: I was have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to the man in the moon, when time was. [thee; remove his fit: if I can recover bim, and keep him Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore tame, I will not take too much for him : he shall My mistress showed me thee, thy dog, and bush. pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I
Cal. Thou dost mc yet but little hurt; thou will furnish it anon with new contents: swear. Anon, I know it by thy trembling; (wilt Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow Now Prosper works upon thee.
monster :-I afeard of him ?
-a very weak monSte. Come on your ways; open your mouth : ster.— The man i’the moon ?-a most poor creduhere is that which will give language to you, cat; lous monster :-well drawn, monster, in good open your mouth: this will shake your shaking, sooth. I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o’the who's your friend : open your chaps again. And kiss thy foot: I prythee, be my god. (island ;
Trin. I should know that voice: it should be Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and -But he is drowned ; and these are devils: 0! drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll rob defend me!
bis bottle. Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy monster! His forward voice now is to speak well Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. (subject. of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my puppy-headed monster : a most scurvy monster ! bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: I could find in my heart to beat him,Come,Amen! I will pour some in thy other Ste. Come, kiss. mouth.
Trin. —but that the poor monster's in drink: Trin. Stephano,
an abominable monster!
[thee berries ; Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck mercy! this is a devil, and no monster: I will I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. leave him ; I have no long spoon.
A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! Trin. Stephano!—if thou beest Stephano, touch I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee. me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo ;-be not Thou wond'rous man. afeard,—thy good friend Trinculo. Sve
Trin. A most ridiculous monster; to make a Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll wonder of a poor drunkard.
[grow pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's Cal. I prythee, let me bring thee where crabs legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, And I, with my long nails, will dig thee pig-nuts; indeed : how cam'st thou to be the siege of this show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos ?
To share the nimble marmozet ; I'll bring thec Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder- To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get tline
Young sea-mells from the rock.
Wilt thou go Trin. A howling monster : a drunken monster. with me?
Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish:
Nor fetch in firing Ste. I prythee now, lead the way, without any
At requiring, more talking.-Trincalo, the king and all our Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish;
Ban, Ban, Ca-Caliban, company else being drowned, we will inherit
Has a new master-Get a new man. [drunkenly. here.—Here; bear my bottle: Fellow Trinculo, Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom: freedom, we'll fill him by and by again.
hey-day, freedom ! Cal. Farewell, master; farewell, farewell. [sings. Ste. O brave monster ! lead the way. [exeunt.
Am I this patient log-man. (sound,
SCENE 1. BEFORE PROSPERO'S CELL. | Have I lik'd several women ; never any.
With so full soul, but some defect in her Fer. There be some sports are painful; but Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd, their labour
And put it to the foil: but you, O you,
One of my sex; no woman's face remember,
A prince, Miranda ; I do think, a kingi ir Work not so hard : I would the lightwing had (I would, not so !) and would no more endure, Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile! This wooden slavery, than I would suffer
sou! ('Twill weep for having wearied you. My father The very instant that I saw you, did [speak; Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself: 1 My heart fly to your service; there resi les, He's safe for these three hours.
To make me slave to it; and, for your suke, Fer. O most dear mistress, L. The sun will set, before I shall discharge
Mira. Do you love me?,,
[ What I must strive to do.!!,
Fer. O heaven, O.earth, bear witness to this Mira. If you'll sit down,
And crown what I profess with kind events? I'll bear your logs the while: pray, give me that; If I speak true; if hollowly, invert 1914211? 1 I'll carry it to the pilessepi
What best is boded me, to mischief! I, and Fer. No, precious creature ::17
Beyond all limit of what else i'the world, i .. I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Do love, prize, bonour you. 1773:6 Than you should such dishonour undergo,
Mira. I am a fool, While I sit lazy by.
To weep at what I am glad of..! Mira, It would become me 10 )
Pro, Fair encounter As well as it does you: and I should do it Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain. grace With much more ease ; : for my good will iş to it, On that which/ breeds between themail primaria And yours against. vidis
Fer. Wherefore weep you ?. Pro. Poor worm ! thou art infected';
Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer This visitation shows it. sofi....
What I desire to give; and much less take, Mira. You look wearilys 100
(me What I shall die to want: but this is triliug : Fer. No, noblo mistress; 'tis fresh morning with And all the more it seeks to hide itself When you are by at night.): I do beseech you i The bigger bulk it shews. Hence, bashful.cunning (Chiefly, that I might sot in my prayers) And prompt me, plain and holy innocence What'is your name?
I am your wife, if you will marry me; Mira. Miranda :-O my father, 't 77 !) If not, I'll die your maid ; to be your fellow I have broke your best to say so ! <3
You may deny me; but I'll be your suivants ... Fer. Admir'd Miranda !
Whether you will or no. Indeed, the top of admiration; worth
Fer. My mistress, dearest, Wall What's dearest to the world. Full many a lady And I thus humble ever. I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time Mira. My husband then ? The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing Brought my too diligent car: for several virtues As.bondage e'er of freedom : bere's my hand