vel, is an excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for't.

Trin. Monster, come, put some lime 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 villanous 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: goto, carry this. Trin. And this.

Ste. Ay, and this.

A noise of Hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on.

Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey! Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver! Pro. Fury! Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark! hark! [CAL. STE. and TRIN. are driven out. Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted

make them,

Than pard, or cat o' mountain.
Ari.

Hark, they roar.

Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: At this hour Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little,

Follow, and do me service.

ACT V.

[Exeunt.

SCENE I. Before the Cell of PROSPERO. Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and ARIEL. Pro. Now does my project gather to a head: My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease.

Pro.

I did say so, When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the king and his followers?

Just

Ari. Confin'd together In the same fashion as you gave in charge; as you left them, sir; all prisoners In the lime grove which weather-fends your cell: They cannot budge, till your release. The king, His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted; And the remainder mourning over them, Brim-ful of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly Him you term'd, sir, The good old lord, Gonzalo; 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. Dost thou think so, spirit?

Pro.

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 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 my 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: Go, release them, Ariel; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.

Ari.

I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit.

Pro. 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 demy-puppets, that By moon-shine 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 be-dimm'd The noon-tide 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: But this rough magick
I here abjure: and, when I have required
Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,)
To work mine end upon their senses, that
This airy 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 musick.

Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a frantic
gesture, attended by GONZALO SEBASTIAN and
ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and
FRANCISCO: They all enter the circle which PROS-
PERO had made, and there stand charmed; which
PROSPERO observing, speaks.

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

stand,

For you are spell-stopp'd.-
Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,
Mine eyes, even sociable to the shew 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 killed your king; I do forgive thee,

Unnatural though thou art! Their understand

ing

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;

[Erit ARIEL.

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

ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire
PROSPERO.

Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie :
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back 1 do fly,
After summer, merrily:
Merrily, merrily, 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-

swain,

Being awake, enforce them to this place;
And presently, I pr'ythee.

Ari. I drink the air before me and return
Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit ARIEL.
Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze-

ment

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 bid

A hearty welcome.

Alon.

Whe'r thou beest he, or no,

Or some enchanted trifle to amuse me,

As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse

Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee,
The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me this must crave
(An if this be at all) a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should

First, noble friend,

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

Gon.

Or be not, I'll not swear.
Pro.

Whether this be,

You do yet taste Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain: Welcome, my friends

all :

But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, [Aside to SEB. and ANT.

I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you,
And justify you traitors: at this time
I'll tell no tales.

Seb.

Pro.

The devil speaks in him. [Aside.
No:-

For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive
Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require
My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.

Alon.

If thou beest Prospero,

Give us particulars of thy preservation:
How thou hast met us here, who three hours

since

Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost (How sharp the point of this remembrance is!)

My dear son Ferdinand.

Pro.

Alon. Irreparable is the

Says, it is past her cure.
Pro.

I am woe for't, sir.
loss; and Patience

I rather think,

You have not sought her help; of whose soft

grace,

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