And bring thee forth brave brood. 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; STE. Wilt thou destroy him then? ARI. This will I tell my master. Ay, on mine honour. CAL. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch You taught me but while-ere? STE. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. Flout 'em, and cout 'em, and skout 'em, and flout 'em ; CAL. That 's not the tune. [Sings. [ARIEL plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. STE. What is this same? 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? STE. No, monster, not I. CAL. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, The clouds, methought, would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me; that when I wak'd I cried to dream again. 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. TRIN. The sound is going away: let 's follow it, and after do our work. STE. Lead, monster; we 'll follow.-I would I could see this taborer: he lays it on. TRIN. Wilt come? I'll follow Stephano. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Another part of the Island. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others. GON. By 'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights and meanders?! by your patience, I needs must rest me. ALON. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with weariness, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down and rest. [Aside to SEBASTIAN. Solemn and strange music; and PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c., to eat, they depart. ALON. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark ! GON. Marvellous sweet music! ALON. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these? ANT. That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix I'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 't is true: Travellers ne'er did lie, GON. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say I saw such islanders", a Islanders. The original has islands. (For, certes, these are people of the island,) Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing (Although they want the use of tongue) a kind They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs.- GON. Faith, sir, you need not fear: When we were boys, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find, [Aside. Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL like a harpy'; claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. ARI. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, [Seeing ALON., SEB., &c., draw their swords. a This is the reading of the original-of five for one. Malone reads, of one to five; Steevens, on five to one. The putter-out is he who, being about to encounter the dangers of travel, deposits a sum of money to receive a larger sum if he returns in safety. Five for one appears to have been the rate for a very distant voyage. Five for one was therefore the technical term applied to a putter out. He puts out at the rate of five for one. b You is omitted in all modern editions. And even with such-like valour, men hang and drown 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 (Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls 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 mops and mowes, and carry out the table. b PRO. Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou In their distractions: they now are in my power; Young Ferdinand, (whom they suppose is drown'd,) [Exit PROSPERO from above. GON. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you ALON. O, it is monstrous! monstrous ! b Mops. In the original, mocks. a Dowle-a feather-a particle of down. |