Have I lik'd several women; never any Mira. And my dear father: how features are abroad, Fer. Mira. Do you love me? Fer. O heaven! O earth! bear witness to this sound, And crown what I profess with kind event, To weep at what I am glad of. Mira. I am a SCENE II.-Another Part of the Island. Enter Caliban, with a bottle, Stephano, und Trinculo. Ste. Tell not me :-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board'em.-Servant-monster, drink to me. Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! They say, there's but five upon this isle we are three of them; if the other two be brained like us, the state totters. Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes are almost set in thy head. Trin. Where should they be set else? he were a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. 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. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard. 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. [fool, Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster : Fair encounter I am in case to justle a constable: Why, thou Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain deboshed fish thou, was there ever a man a On that which breeds between them! [grace coward, that hath drunk so much sack as I toFer. Wherefore weep you? day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster? Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not What I desire to give; and much less take And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! Fer. And I thus humble ever. My mistress, dearest, My husband, then? Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord! Trin. Lord, quoth he!-that a monster should be such a natural! [pr'ythee. Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head: if you prove a mutineer, the next treeThe poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. [pleas'd Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be To hearken once again the suit I made thee? Ste. Marry, will I; kneel, and repeat it: I will stand, and so shall Trinculo. Enter Ariel, invisible. Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of this land. Ari. Thou liest. Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou; I would my valiant master would destroy thee: I do not lie. Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I And bring thee forth brave brood. [warrant, 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. Ste. Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep; Ay, on mine honour. Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure. Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do Cal. That's not the tune. Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of Nobody. Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness: if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list. Trin. O, forgive me my sins! Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee.-Mercy upon us! Cal. Art thou afeard? Cal. Be not afeard: the isle is full of noises, hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, I'll beat him too. Will make me sleep again: and then, in Stc. Stand further.-Come, proceed. dreaming, [riches Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom The clouds, methought, would open, and show with him [brain him, Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd, I' the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st I cried to dream again. 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: And that most deeply to consider is The beauty of his daughter; he himself Calls her a nonpareil: I never saw a woman, But only Sycorax my dam, and she; But she as far surpasseth Sycorax, As great'st does least. Trin. The sound is going away let's follow it, and after do our work. Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow.-I would SCENE III.-Another Part of the Island. My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed, Though forth-rights, and meanders! by your I needs must rest me. Alon. taineers Not I. [we were boys, [patience, Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When Who would believe that there were moun[hanging at them Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find, Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose Seb. [Aside to Ant.] The next advantage Ant. [Aside to Seb.] Let it be to-night; Each putter-out of five for one, will bring us Alon. Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a men (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea [more. Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Seb. [Aside to Ant.] I say, to-night no Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst Solemn and strange music; and Prospero [mad; above, invisible. Enter several strange Being most unfit to live. I have made you Shapes, bringing in a banquet: they dance [Seeing Alon., Seb., &c., draw their swords. about it with gentle actions of salutation; And even with such like valour, men hang and, inviting the King, &c., to eat, they depart. Alon. What harmony is this? my good Gon. Marvellous sweet music! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these? and drown [fellows [friends, hark! Their proper selves. You fools! I and my Are ministers of fate: the elements Of whom your swordsare temper'd, may as well Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish ministers Seb. A living drollery. Now I will believe That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one At this hour reigning there. [phoenix Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt, Ant. I'll believe both; Your swords are now too massy for your And what does else want credit, come to me, strengths, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did And will not be uplifted. But, remember, Though fools at home condemn them. [lie, (For that's my business to you,) that you three Gon. If in Naples From Milan did supplant good Prospero; I should report this now, would they believe Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it, If I should say, I saw such islanders, [me? Him, and his innocent child: for which foul (For, certes, these are people of the island,) Who, though they are of monstrons shape, yet, note, deed The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have creatures, Against your peace. Thee, of thy son, Alonso, (Which here in this most desolate isle, else falls He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, 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, And these, mine enemies, are all knit up 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,) And his and my loved darling. [Exit above. And with him there fie mudded. [Exit. SCENE 1.-Before Prospero's Cell. I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand! I do believe it, Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: but That you shall hate it both therefore, take For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, Our worser genius can, shall never melt Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.- Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. [service Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last 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 Ari. Before you can say, "Come," and "Go," Do you love me, master? no? Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel. Do not apTill thou dost hear me call. [proach, Ari. Well, I conceive. [Exit. Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance [straw Too much the rein the strongest oaths are To the fire i'the blood: be more abstemious, Or else, good night, your vow! Fer. I warrant you, sir; The white-cold virgin snow 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 leas Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas; Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims, Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves, Whose watery arch and messenger am I, Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, Cer. Hail, many-coloured messenger, that Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the winding brooks, [looks, With your sedg'd crowns, and ever-harmless Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land Answer your summons: Juno does command. [green? Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate A contract of true love: be not too late. Enter certain Nymphs. Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass'd Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow, Be not afraid; I met her deity Some wanton charm upon this man and maid, Jun. How does my bounteous sister? with me, You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul con- Fer. This is strange: your father's in some Go To bless this twain, that they may prosperous SONG. Jun. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, Barns and garners never empty : Pro. Let me live here ever: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, Fer. Mira. We wish your peace. [Exeunt. Enter Ariel. |