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Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will humn about mine ears; and sometimes 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

Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd,
I cry'd 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


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.



(For, certes,' these are people of the island,)
Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet note,
Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.
Honest lord,
Thou hast said well; for some of you there present,
Are worse than devils.
I cannot too much muse,
Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, ex-
(Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.
Praise in departing.

Fran. They vanish'd strangely.

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[Aside. No matter, since They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs.

Will't please you taste of what is here?

Not I.
Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we
were boys,

SCENE III Another part of the Island. En- Who would believe that there were mountaineers, ter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging 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 pa-

I needs must rest me.
Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am myself attach'd with weariness,
To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd,
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go.
Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
[Aside to Sebastian.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd to effect.

Will we take thoroughly.


The next advantage

Let it be to-night;

For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,
As when they are fresh.

at them

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men,
Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we

Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us
Good warrant of.


I will stand to, and feed,
Although my last: no matter, since I feel
The best is past:-Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand too, and do as we.

Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a har
py: 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,
And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea
Hath caused to belch up; and on this island
Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men
Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;
[Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords.
And even with such like valour, men hang and

Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows
Are ministers of fate; the elements

I say, to-night: no more. Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring-Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs ing in a banquet; they dance about it with gen-Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish the actions of salutation; and inviting the king, One dowle' that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers &c. to eat, they depart. Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt, Your swords are now too massy for your strengths,

Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, And will not be uplifted: But, remember


Gon. Marvellous sweet music!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens!-Wha'

were these?

Seb. A living drollery:2 Now I will believe,
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.
I'll believe both:
And what does else want credit, come to me,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn them.

If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say I saw such islanders

(1) Our lady. (2) Show. (3) Certainly.

(For that's my business to you,) that you three
Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it,
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Him, and his innocent child; for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures
They have bereft: and do pronounce by me,
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you
Can be at once) shall step by step attend


(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow. (5) Down.

(4) Wonder.


And a clear life ensuing.


Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly,
As I hope
He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter That you shall hate it both: therefore, take need,
the Shapes again, and dance with mops and As Hymen's lamps shall light you.
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
mowes, and carry out the table.
With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strongest suggestion
Our worser Genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust; to take away
The edge of that day's celebration,
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd,
Or night kept chair'd below.

Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy

hast thou

Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated,
In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life,
And observation strange, my meaner ministers
Their several kinds have done: my high charms

And these, mine enemies, are all knit up

In their distractions: they now are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, whilst I visit
Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown'd,)
And his and my lov'd darling.

[Exit Prospero from above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you

In this strange stare?

O, 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; it did bass my trespass.
Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
And with him there lie mudded.

I'll fight their legions o'er.

But one fiend at a time,

I'll be thy second.
[Exeunt Seb. and Ant.

Gon. All three of them are desperate; their

great guilt,

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


Follow, I pray you.


Fairly spoke :
Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.-
What, Ariel: my industrious servant Ariel!

Enter Ariel.

Ari. What would my potent master? here I am.
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
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.


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

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


Well I conceive.
Pro. 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!

I warrant you, sir;
The white-cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.



Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary,^

SCENE I.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Pros- Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.

pero, 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 halt behind her.

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No tongue; all eyes; be silent.

A Masque. Enter Iris.

[Soft music.

and thy

Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
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;
Which spongy April at thy hest betrims,
Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims,
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns;
broom groves,
Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, steril, and rocky-hard,
Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I,
Where thou thyself dost air: The queen o' the sky.
Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereign

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Enter Ceres.

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


Tell me, heavenly bow, 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 got, Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company I have forsworn.

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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 foizon3 plenty;
Barns, and garners never empty;
Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing;
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?


Spirits, which by mine at I have from their confines call'd to enact

My present fancies.


Let me live here ever;

So rare a wonder'd' father, and a wife,

Make this place Paradise.

There's something else to do: hush, and be mute Or else our spell is marr'd.

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring brooks,

With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land
Answer your summons; Juno does command:
Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love; be not too late.

Enter certain Nymphs.

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 conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done;avoid ;-no more.

Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some passion That works him strongly. Mira. Never till this day, Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd. 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 troubled. 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 your peace. [Exeunt. Pro. Come with a thought:-I thank you :Ariel, come.

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We must prepare to meet with Caliban.


Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented

I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd

Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on Lest I might anger thee. employment.

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Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?

Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking?

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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

Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses,
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

Which entered their frail shins: at last I left them
I' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake
O'er-stunk their feet.


This was well done, my bird:
Thy shape invisible retain thou still:
The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither,
For stale, to catch these thieves.
I go, I go. (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 apparel, &c.
Even to roaring: Come, hang them on this line.
Prespero and Ariel remain invisible. Enter Cali-
ban, Stephano, and Trinculo; all wet.

Ca. Pray, you, tread softly, that the blind mole
may not

Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.

Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a
harmless fairy, has done little better than played the
Jack' with us.

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

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 mouth o' 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

Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy
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 king Stephano!

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

Trin. Thy grace shall have it.

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 quiet, 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, an'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 excel-
lent 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; go to, carry this.

Trin. And this.

Ste. Aye, and this.

A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits,
in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; Pros
pero and Ariel setting them on.

Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey!
Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver!
Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! 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

Than pard, or cat o' mountain.
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.



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.
I did say so,
When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit,
How fares the king and his?
Confin'd together
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 ca not budge, till you release. The king,
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted ·
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; ut chiefly


Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you Him you term'd, sir, The good old word Gonzalo;


Bait. (2) Education. (3) Jack with a lantern.[
(5) A shop for sale of old clothes.

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

(6) Bird-lime. (7) Leopard.
(8) Defends from bad weather.

From eaves of reeds:1 your charm so strongly works Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter


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


Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro.

And mine shall.
Hast thou, which art but air, a touch of 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

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.

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 pas-

Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid
(Weak masters though ye 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

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 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 music.

Thy brother was a furtherer in the act ;-
Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and

You brother inine, 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;

[Exit 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 altire

Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell Ilie:

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

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


Behold, sir king,

The wrong'd 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.


Whe'r thou beest he or no, Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me, Re-enter Ariel: after him, Alonso, with a frantic As late I have been, I not know thy pulse gesture, attended by Gonzalo; Sebastian and Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, Antonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and The affliction of my mind amends, with which, Francisco: They all enter the circle which Pros-I fear, a madness held me: this must crave pero had made, and there stand charmed; which (An if this be at all) a most strange story. 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 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

(1) Thatch. (2) Pity, or tenderness of heart.

Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should

Be living, and be here?

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