The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare

Enter ARIEL.

Ari. What would my potent master? here I

am.

Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last
service

Did worthily perform; and I must use you
In such another trick: go, bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this
place:

Incite them to quick motion; for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.
Ari. Presently?

Pro. Ay, with a twink.

Ari. Before you can say, come, and go,
And breathe twice; and cry, so, so;
Each one, tripping on his toe,

e'er plummet

Will be here with mop and mowe :
Do you love me, master? no.

[Exit.

[Exeunt SEB. and ANT. Gon. All three of thein are desperate; their great guilt,

Like poison given to work a great time after,
Now 'gins to bite the spirits:-1 do beseech you
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,
And binder them from what this ecstacy
May now provoke them to.

Adr. Follow, I pray you.

ACT IV.

[Exeunt.

SCENE I-Before PROSPERO'S cell.
Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA.
Pro. 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; whom once again
I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love, and thou
Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me, that I boast her off,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
And make it hait bebind her.

Our worser Genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust; to take away

The edge of that day's celebration,

Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: Do not apTill thou dost hear me call.

Ari. Well I conceive.

Pro. Look, thou be true; do not
liance

[proach,

[Exit.

give dal

[straw oaths are

Too much the rein; the strongest
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious,
Or else, good night, your vow !

Fer. I warrant you, Sir;

The white-cold virgin suow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.

Pro. Well.

Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary, ⚫
Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.-
No tongue; all eyes; be silent. [Soft music.

A masque. Enter IRIS.

Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich lees
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to
keep;

Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims,
Which spungy April at thy hest + betrims,
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy
broom groves,

Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard;
Aud thy sea-marge, sterile, and rocky-hard.
Where thou thyself dost air: The queen o' the
sky,

Whose watery arch, and mesenger, am I.
Bids thee leave these: and with her sovereign

grace,

Here on this grass-plot, in this very place,
To come and sport, her peacocks fly amain !
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.

Enter CERES.

Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
[ne'er
Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers
Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers :
And with each end of thy blue how dost crown
My bosky acres, and my unsbrubb'd down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth: Why hath thy
[green?
Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass'd
Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate;
And some donation freely to estate
On the bless'd lovers.

queen

Cer. Tell me, heavenly how,

If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know,
Do now attend the queen? since they did plot
The means, that dusky Dis my daughter gol,
Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company

When I shali think, or Phoebus' steeds are I have forsworn.

Some wanton charm upon this man and inaid,
Whose vows are, that no hed-right shall be
paid,

Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but in vain;
Mar's hot minion is return'd again;

Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will shoot no more, but play with
sparrows,

And be a boy right out.

Cer. Highest queen of state,

Great Juno comes; 1 know her by her gait.
Enter JUNO.

Juno. How does my bounteous sister? Go
with me,

To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be,

And honour'd in their issue.

SONG.

Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.

Cer. Earth's increase, and foison* plenty ;
Barns, and garners never empty;
Vines, with clust'ring bunches grow-
ing;

Plants, with goodly burden bowing;
Spring come to you, at the farthest,
In the very end of harvest!
Scarcity, and want, shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.

Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly May I be bold
To think these spirits ?

Pro. Spirits, which by mine art

I have from their confines call'd to enact
My present fancies.

Fer. Let me live here ever;

So rare a wonder'd + father and a wife,
Make this place Paradise.

[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send IRIS
on employment.

Pro. Sweet now, Silence:
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;

There's something else to do; hush, and be
mute,

Or else our spell is marr'd.

Mira. Never till this day,

Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'å.
Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort,
As if you were dismay'd be cheerful, Sir:
Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack + behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.-Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is trou-
bled.

Be not disturb'd with my infirmity:

If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell,
And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.

Fer. Mira. We wish you peace. [Exeunt,
Pro. Come with a thought :-I thank you :-
Ariel, come.

So full of valour, that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces; beat the ground,
For kissing of their feet: yet always bending
Towards their project; Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'
their ears,

Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses,
As they smelt music; so I charmi'd their ears,
That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd,
through

Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss,
and thorns,

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand- Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left ring brooks,

them

With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,

looks,

There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake
O'er-stunk their feet.

Pro. This was well done, my hird:
Thy shape invisible retain thou still :

cele-The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither,
For stale to catch these thieves.
Ari. I go, I go.

You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow, and be merry;
Make holy-day your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.

Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they
join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance;
towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts
suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a
strange, hollow, and confused noise, they
heavily vanish.

Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspi

[Exit.

Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture 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 apra-
rel, &c.

Even to roaring :-Come, hang them on this

line.

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

Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you; look

you,

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. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here,

This is the inouth of 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 ! Oworthy 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: --O king Stephano !

Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown.

Trin. Thy grace shall have it.

Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean,

To doat thus on such luggage? Let's along,
And do the murder first: if he awake,

From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches ;

Make us strange stuff.

Ste. Be you quict, monster.-Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin.

Trin. Do, do; We steal by line and level, and't like your grace.

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

Trin. Monster, come, put some limet upon your fingers, 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 villianous 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.

You said our work should cease.
Pro. I did say so,

When first I rais'd the tempest. spirit,

How fares the king and his?
Ari. Confin'd together

Say, my

In the same fashion as you gave in charge;
Just as you left them, Sir; all prisoners
In the lime-grove which weather-fends ⚫ your
cell;

They cannot budge, till you release. The king, His brother, and your's, abide all three distracted;

And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay: bat chiefly
Him you term'd. Sir, The good old lord, Gon-
zalo ;

His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops

From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly works them,

That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.

Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit?
Ari. Mine, would, Sir, were I human.
Pro. And mine shall.

Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
of their afflictions? and shall not myself,
One of their kiad, that relish all as sharply,
Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou
art ?

Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick,

Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury
Do I take part: the rarer action is

In virtue than in vengeance: they being peuitent,

The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown further: Go, release them, Ariel;
My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.

[Exit.

Ari. I'll fetch them, Sir. Pro. Ye elves of hills, brook, standing lakes, and groves;

And ye, that on the sands with printless foot When he comes back: you demi-puppets, that Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, By moonshine do the green-sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose

pastime

Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid (Weak masters though you be,) I have bedimm'd

The noon-tide sun, call'd forth the mutinons winds,

And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promou tory

Have I made shake: and by the spurs pluck'd

The pine, and cedar: graves, at my command, Have waked their sleepers; oped, and let them forth

By my so potent art: But this rough magic
I here abjure: and, when I have requir'd
Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,)
To work mine end upon their senses, that
This dry charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book.
[Solemn music.
Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONZO, with a
frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO;
SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner,
attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: They
all enter the circle which PROSPERO had
made, and there stand charmed; which
PROSPE RO observig, speaks.

A solemn air, and the best comforter
To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains,
Now useless, boil'd within thy skull!
stand,

For you are spell-stopp'd.-

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,

Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement

Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us
Out of this fearful country !

Pro. Behold, Sir king!

The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero :
For more assurance that a living prince
Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body;
And to thee, and thy company, I hid
A hearty welcome.

Alon. Whe'r thou beest he, or no,
Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,
As late I have been, I not know thy pulse
Beats, as of flesh and blood; and since I saw
thee,

Th' affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear a madness held me: This must crave
(And if this be at all,) a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs :-But how should
Prospero

Be living, and be here ?

Pro. First, noble friend,

There Be measur'd, or confin'd.
Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot

Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops.--the charm dissolves

apace;

And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.-O my good Gonzalo,
My true preserver, and a loyal sir

To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces
Home, both in word and deed. Most cruelly

Didst thou, Alonso, use me, and my daughter:
Thy brother was a furtherer in the act ;-
Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and
blood,

You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian,

(Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,)

Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive

thee,

Unnatural though thou art!--Their understanding

Begins to swell; and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores,
That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them,
That yet looks on me, or would know me:-

Ariel,

Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell;

Gon. Whether this be, Or be not, I'll not swear.

Pro. You do yet taste

Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends Some subtilties o'tne isle, that will not let you

all:

grace, [Exit ARIEL.

I will dis-case me and myself present,
As I was sometime Milan :-quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

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

Alon. You the like loss?

Pro. As great to me, as late; and, portable t

ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire To make the dear loss, have I means much

PROSPERO.

Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck 1:

In a cowslip's bell I lie:

There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly,

After summer merrily ;
Merrily, merrity, shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel: I shall
miss thee;

But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so.-
To the king's ship, invisible as thou art:
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Under the hatches; the master, and the

boat

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return
Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit ARIEL.

• Pity, or tenderness of heart.

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 howsoe'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 ;

Re-enter ARIEL, with the MASTER and BOAT.
SWAIN amazedly following.

O look, Sir, look, Sir; here are more of us!
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown :--Now, blas-
phemy,

This cell's my court: here have 1 few attend-That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on

And I would call it fair play.

Alon. If this prove

A vision of the island, one dear son

Shall I twice lose.

Seb. A most high miracle!

Boats. If I did think, Sir, I were well awake, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep,

Fer. Tho' the seas threaten, they are merci Aud, (how, we know not,) all clapp'd under

ful:

I have curs'd them without cause.

hatches,

Where, but even now, with strange and several noises

[FERD. kneels to ALON. Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains,

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 thon wast at play 1

Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
And brought us thus together?

Fer. Sir, she's mortal;

But, by immortal Providence, she's mine ;
I chose her, when I could not ask my father
For bis advice; nor thought I had one: she
Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,
Of whom so often I have heard renown,
But never saw before; of whom I have
Received a second life, and second father
This lady makes him to me.

Alon. I am her's:

But oh! how oddly will it sound, that I Must ask my child forgiveness !

Pro. There, Sir, stop:

Let us not burden our remembrances With a heaviness that's gone.

Gon. I have inly wept,

Or should have spoken ere this. Look down, you

gods,

And on this couple drop a blessed crown;
For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way
Which brought us hither!

Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo !

Gon, Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue

Should become kings of Naples? Ch! rejoice
Beyond a common joy; aud set it down
With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,
Where he himself was lost; Prospero his duke.

And think of each thing well.-Come hither, spirit; [Aside.

Set Caliban and his companions free:
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 TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel.

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 1

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.

Cal. O Setebos, there be brave spirits, in-
deed!

How fine my master is! I am afraid
He will chastise me.

Seb. Ha, ha;

What things are these, my lord Antonio
Will money buy them?

Ant. Very like; one of them

Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Pro. Mark but the badges of these inen, my lords,

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