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I am, in my condition, A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king: (I would, not so!) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than I would suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth.—Hear my soul The very instant that I
I am a fool,
Wherefore weep you? Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give; and much less take, What I shall die to want: But this is trifling; And all the more it seeks to hide itself, The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning, And
prompt me, plain and holy innocence!
My mistress, dearest, And I thus humble ever.
My husband then? Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't; And now
farewell, Till half an hour hence. Fer.
A thousand! thousand!
A GUILTY CONSCIENCE.
0, it is monstrous! monstrous ! Methought, the billows spoke and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper.
CONTINENCE BEFORE MARRIAGE.
If thou dost break her virgin knot before
A LOVER'S PROTESTATION.
Mine honour into lust; to take away
PASSION TOO STRONG FOR VOWS.
Look thou be true; do not give dalliance Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw To the fire i'the blood: be more abstemious, Or else, good night, your vow!
VANITY OF HUMAN NATURE.
These our actors,
DRUNKARDS ENCHANTED BY ARIEL.
I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking; 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'd their ears, Advanc'd their eyelids, lifted up
* Vanished. + A body of clouds in motion; but it is most probable that the author wrote track.
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, and
thorns, Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left them l' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell, There dancing up to the chins.
LIGHTNESS OF FOOT. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not Hear a foot fall.
His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves* of reeds.
SUPERIOR TO RE
COMPASSION AND CLEMENCY
Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself, One of their kind, 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
nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part: the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
FAIRIES AND MAGIC.
Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and
groves; And ye, that on the sands, with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back; you demi-puppets, that By moonshine do the green-sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites; and
whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid (Weak masters though you be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun, call’d forth the mutinous 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 promontory Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine, and cedar: graves, at my command, Have wak'd their sleepers; op’d, and let them forth By my so potent art.
The charm dissolves
-O my good Gonzalo,