Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder'd father and a wife Makes this place Paradise. Pros. 120 [Funo and Ceres whisper, and send Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the windring brooks, With your sedged 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. Spirit, 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 Pros. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets? 170 Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking; So full of valour that they smote the air ears, Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses thorns, 180 Which entered their frail shins: at last I left them Pros. 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. 190 Ari. I go, I go. [Exit. Pros. 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, Even to roaring. 140 Pros. [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 strange: your father's in some passion That works him strongly. 150 Mir. Never till this day Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd. Pros. You do look, my son, in a moved 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 on, 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 pleased, retire into my cell And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk, To still my beating mind. 160 Fer. Mir. We wish your peace. [Exeunt. 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 hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak softly. 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. 210 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. Prithee, my king, be quiet. See'st thou here, This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter. Ste. Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts. 230 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. O king Stephano! Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown. Trin. Thy grace shall have it. Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you 230 mean Let's alone To dote thus on such luggage? 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. 240 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 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 250 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. Ay, and this. A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, and hunt them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on. Pros. Hey, Mountain, hey! Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver! Pros. 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. Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: [Exeunt. Pros. ACT V. SCENE I. Before PROSPERO's cell. Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and ARIEL. Pros. 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? Ar. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease. I did say so, When first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the king and's followers? Confined together In the same fashion as you gave in charge, Just as you left them; all prisoners, sir, In the line-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, Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly Him that you term'd, sir, The good old lord, Gonzalo ;' Ari. 20 That if you now beheld them, your affections Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, [Exit. 40 And ye that on the sands with printless foot 50 And deeper than did ever plummet sound A solemn air and the best comforter For more assurance that a living prince Alon. Whether thou be'st he or no, The affliction of my mind amends, with which, Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, Thy dukedom I resign and do entreat Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, To him thou follow'st! I will pay thy graces 70 Flesh 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 kill'd your king; I do forgive thee, 80 Unnatural though thou art. Their understanding ARIEL sings and helps to attire him. There I couch when owls do cry. After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. 90 Thou pardon me my wrongs. Prospero Be living and be here? Pros. But how should For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Alon. Pros. I rather think Pros. You the like loss! Alon. A daughter? O heavens, that they were living both in Naples, Pros. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was landed, To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; At least bring forth a wonder, to content ye 170 Here Prospero discovers FERDINAND and MI- Mir. Sweet lord, you play me false. No, my dear'st love, Our king and company; the next, our ship— Ari. [Aside to Pros.] Sir, all this service Pros. [Aside to Ari.] My tricksy spirit! Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither? Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, I'ld strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And-how we know not-all clapp'd under hatches; Where but even now with strange and several noises Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains, Ari. [Aside to Pros.] Was't well done? 240 Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod; And there is in this business more than nature Pros. Sir, my liege, Do not infest your mind with beating on The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you, Which to you shall seem probable, of every These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful And think of each thing well. [Aside to Ari.] Come hither, spirit: 251 Set Caliban and his companions free; gracious sir? There are yet missing of your company Some few odd lads that you remember not. Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO and TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel. Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune. Coragio, bully-monster, coragio! Ant. Very like; one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Then say if they be true. This mis-shapen knave, Cal. Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em? 280 Trin. I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing. Seb. Why, how now, Stephano! Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp. on. Pros. You'ld be king o' the isle, sirrah? Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Alon. This is a strange thing as e'er I look'd [Pointing to Caliban. Pros. He is as disproportion'd in his manners As in his shape. Go, sirrah, to my cell; Take with you your companions; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. 291 Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter And seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god And worship this dull fool! Go to; away! Pros. 300 [Exeunt Cal., Ste., and Trin. Pros. Sir, I invite your highness and your train 300 To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest A lon. I long 310 To hear the story of your life, which must That is thy charge: then to the elements near. EPILOGUE. SPOKEN BY PROSPERO. Now my charms are all o'erthrown, As you from crimes would pardon'd be, 20 20 |