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Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes asi Behold this maid; all corners else o' the earth he,
Let liberty make use of; space enough
Pro. It works :
-Come on. And they to him are angels.
5 [To Ariel.] Thou hast done well, fine Ariell.com Maru. My aifections
Mira. Be of comfort;
Which now came froin him.
Pro. Thou shalt be as free
Seb. The old cock.
Ant. The cockrel.
Sch. Done: the wager?
Ant. A laughter.
Seó. A match.
Scb. Ha, ha ha! (So have we all) of joy; for our escape
Ant. So, you've paid. Is much beyond our loss: Our hint of woe Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,-Is common; every day, soine sailor's wife, Seb. Yet, The master of some merchant, and the merchant, 35 Adr. Yet Have just our.theme of woe: but for the miracle, Ant. He could not miss't. I mean our preservation, few in millions
Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and Can speak like us: then, wisely, good sir, weigh delicate temperance? Our sorrow with our comtort.
Ant. Temperance was a delicate'wench. Alon. Prythee, peace.
40 Scb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly Sch. He receives comfort like cold porridge. deliver'd. Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Aur. Theair breathes upon ushere most sweetly. Seb. Look, he is winding up the watch of his Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. wit; by and by it will strike.
Ant. Or, as 'twere perfum'd by a fen, Gon. Sir,
145 Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life. Seb. One :- -Tell.
Ant. True; sare means to live. Gạn. When ev'ry grief is entertained, that's Scb. Of that there's none, or little. offered, comes to the entertainer-
Gon. Ilow lush and lusty the grass looks how Seb. A dollar.
green! Gon. Dolour comes to him indeed; you have 50 Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny. spoken truer than you purpos’d.
Seb. With an eye of green in't. Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant Ant. He misses not much. you should.
Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. Gon. Therefore, my lord,
Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, Ant. Fie, what a spend-thrift is he of his tongue! 55 almost beyond credit). Aton. I pr’ythee, spare.
Scb. As many vouch'd rarities are. Gon. Well, I have done: But yet
Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, $.6. Ile will be talking.
drenched in the sea, hold notwithstanding their Ant. Which of them, lie, or Adrian, fora good freshness, and glosses: being rather new dy'd, than wager, first begins to crow?
Joolstain'd with salt water. 'Hint is that which recals to the memory. The cause that fills our minds with grief is common. Temperance here means temperature. In the puritanical times it was usual to christen children from the titles of religious and moral virtues: * i. e. of a dark full colour, the opposite to pale andjaint,
Ant. If but one of his poc ets could speak, Alon. No, no, he's gone. would it not say, he lies?
Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report.
[daughter, Gon. Methinks, our garnients are now as iresh That would not bless our Europe with your as when we put them on hirsi in Africk, at the 5 But rather lose her to an African; marriage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, the king of Tunis.
Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. S:6. Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper Alon. Prythee, peace,
[otherwise well in our return.
Seb. You were kneeld to, and importun'd Alr. Tunis was never graced before with such io By all of us; and the fair soul herself a paragon to their queen.
Weighd, between lothness and obedience, at Gon. Not since wirlow Dido's time.
Which end the beam should bow. We have lost Ant. Widow? a pox o' that! Ilow came that
your son, widow in? Widow Dido!
I fear, for ever; Milan and Naples have Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too: 15 More widows in them of this business' making good lord, how you take it!
Than we bring men to comfort them: The fault's Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me
Your own. study of that: She was of Carthage, not of Tunis. Alon. So is the dearest o' the loss. Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.
Gon. My lord Sebastian, Adr. Carthage?
20 The truth vou speak doth lack some gentleness, Gon. I assure you, Carthage.
And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, Ant. His word is more than the miraculous When you should bring the plaister. harp
Seb. Very well. Sob. He hath rais’d the wall, and houses too. Ant. And most chirurgeonly. Ant. What impossible matter will he make25 Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,
When you are cloudy. Šob. I think, he will carry this island home in Seh. Foul weather! his pocket and give it his son for an apple.
Ant. Very foul. Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Gon. Hadithe plantation of this isle, my lord, bring forth more islands.
30 Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. Gon. Ay?
Seb. Or docks, or mallows.
[do? Ant. Wiy, in good time.
Gon. And were the king of it, What would I Gon. Sir, ive were talking, that our garments Sch.'Scape being drunk, for want of wine.[ries seein now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at Gon.l the commonwealth, I would by contrathe inarriage of your daughter, who is now queen. 35 Execute all things: for no kind of traffick
Ant. And the rarest that e'er cane there. Would I admit; no name of magistrate;
Gon. Is not, sir, iny doublet as fresh as the first Bourné, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none: day I wore it? I mean, in a sort.
40 No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil: Ant. Thai soit was well fish'd for.
No occupation; all men idle, all, Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's mar- And women too, but innocent and pure: riage?
No sovereignty. Alon. You cramı these words into mine ears, Sch. And yet he would be king on't. against
451 Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forThe stomach of iny sense': Would I had never gets the beginning. Marry'd my duughter there! for, coming thence, Gon. All things in common nature should proMy son is lost; and, in my rate, she too,
duce Who is so far from Italy removid,
Without sweator endeavour: Treason, felony, I ne'er aga'n shall see her. Othon mine heir 50 Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Of Naples and of Mian, what strange fish Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Hatlı in de his meal on thee?
Ofits own kind, all foizon', all abundance Fran. Sir, hi my live;
To feed my innocent people. I saw bim beat the surges under him,
Sil. No marrying 'mong his subjects?
Art. Long live Gonzalo!
Alon. Pr’ythee, no more; thou dost talk noHe came alive to land.
thing to me. Or, of my reason and naturul affection. - A limit, a land-mark. 3 A French word signifying plenty.
Gon. I do well believe your highness ; and did Trebles thee o'er. it to ininister occasion to these gentlemen, who Seb. Well, I am standing water. are of such sensible and pimble lungs, that they Ant. I'll teach you how to tlow. always use to laugh at nothing.
Seb. Do so: to ebb, Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.
5 Hereditary sloth instructs me. Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am Ant. 0, nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, at nothing still.
Whilst thus you muck it! how, in stripping it. Ánt. What a blow was there given !
You inore invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, Scb. An it had not fallen flat-long.
10 Most often, do so near the bottom run, Gon. You are gentlemen of brave metal; you By their own fear, or sloth. wou d lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would Seb. Pr’ythee, say on: continue in it five weeks without changing. The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim
Enter Ari I, playing solemn musick. A matter from thee: and a birth indeed,
Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure 11though this lord of weak remembrance, this, my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me |(Who shall be of as little memory, asleep, for I am very heavy?
When he is earth’d) hath here almost persuaded, Ant. Go, sleep, and hear us.
20|(For he's a spirit of persuasion, only [Gonz. Adr. Fra. &c. sleep. Professes to persuade) the king, his son's alive; Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine 'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd, eyes
(find, As he, that sleeps here, swims. Would, with theinselves, shut up my thoughts: I Seb. I have no hope They are inclin'd to do so.
25 That he's undrown'd. Seb. Please you, sir,
Ant. 0, out of that no hope, Do not omit the heavy offer of it:
What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,
Another way so high an hope, that even It is a comforter.
Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, [me, Ant. We two, my lord,
30 But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with Will guard your person, while you take your rest, That Ferdinand is drown'd? And watch your safety,
Seb. He's gone. Alon. Thank you: Wondrous heavy
Ant. Then, tell me, [All sleep but Stb. and Ant. Who's the next heir of Naples ? Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them ! 35 Seb. Claribel.
[dwells Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.
Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that Seh. Why
Ten leagues beyond man's life: she that from Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not
Naples Myself dispos'd to sleep.
Can bave no note, unless the sun were post,[chins Ant. Nor I; my spirits are nimble. 40(The man i' the moon's too slow) till new-born They fell together all, as by consent;
Berough and razo:able: she, from whom (again: They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast might,
(more:- And, by that destiny, to perform an act, Worthy Sebastian?—0, what might? No Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, [ang. 45 In yours, and my discharge. Whai thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; Seb. What stuif is this? How say you? My strong imagination sees a crown
"Tistrue my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; Dropping upon thy head.
So is she heir of Naples; 'twist which regions Sb. What, art thou waking?
There is some space.
Seems to cry oui, How shall that Claribel
That now bath seiz'd them; why, they were no Wisheyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving:55
(Naples, And yet so fast asleep.
Than now they are: There be, that can rule Ant. Noble Sebastian,
As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate Thou let'st thy fortune sleep, die rather; wink’st| As amply, and unnecessarily, Whiles thou art waking.
As this Gonzilo; I myself could make Seb. Thou dost spore distinctly; 160 A chough' of as deep chat. (, that you bore There's meaning in thy snores.
The mind that I do!' wilat a sleep were this
stb. Methinks, I do.
Ant. And how does content
Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo? Tender your own good fortune?
Gon. Upon my honour, sir, I heard a humming, Sb. I remember,
And that a strange one too, which did awake me: You did supplant your brother Prospero. I shak'd you, sir, and cry’d; as mine eyes open'd, Art. True:
5 I saw their weapons diawn---there was a noise, And, look, how well my garments sit upon me; That's verity: 'Tis best we stand upon our Much teater than before: My brother's servants
giard; Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Orthat we quit this place: let's draw our weapons. Seb. But, for your conscience
Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's makefurAnt. Ay, sir; wherelies that? Ifit were a kybe, 10 ther search 'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not For my poor son. This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences, Gon. Ileavens keep him from these beasts! That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candy'd be they, For he is, sure, i' the island. And melt, e'er they molest. Herelie's
alon. Lead away. No better than the earth he lies upon, [ther, 15 Ári. Prospero my lord shall know what I have If he were that which now he's like, that's' dead;
[Aside. Whoml with this obedient steel, three inches of it, So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus,
Another part of the island.
Enter Caliban with a burden of wood: A noise They'll take suggestion', as a cat laps milk;
of thunder heard. They'll tell the clock to any business that
Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up We say befits the hour.
From bogs, fens, tlats, on Prosper fall, and make Seb. Thy case, dear friend,
him Shall be my precedent; as thou gott'st Milan, By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke and yet I needs must curse. But they'll not pinch, Sha!/freetheefroin the tribute which thou pay’st;frightine with urchin shows, pitch me i'the mire, And I the king shall love thee.
Nor lead me, like a tire-brand, in the dark Ant. Draw together:
30 Out of my way, unless he bid'em; but And when I rear my hand, do you the like
For every trifle they are set upon me: To fall it on Gonzalo.
Sometime like apes, that moe and chatter at me, Seb. O, but one word. [They converse apart. And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which Enter Ariel, with musick and song.
Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount
|35Their pricks at my foot-tall; sometime am I Ari. My master through his art foresees the All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues, danger
Do hiss me into ma iness:--Lo! now! lo! That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth
Enter Trinculo. (For else his project dies) to keep them living. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me,
[Sings in Gonzalo's cur. 40 For bringing woud in slowly: I'll fall flat; While
Perchance he will not mind me.
Trin. Fiere's neither bush nor shrub, to bearoff His time doth take:
any weathưr at all, and another storm brewing; If of life you keep a care,
! Rear it singing i' the wind: yond' same black Shake ojj stumbi, and beware:
145 cloud, yond’huge one, looks like a foulbumbard duake! Umake!
that would shed his liquor. It it should thunder, Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
as it did before, I know not where to hide my Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! head: yond' same cloud cannot chuse but iall by
[They awake. pailfulsi-- What have we here? a man or a fish? Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake? Why are 50jDead or alive? A tish: he smells like a fish; a you drawn *?
very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not Wherefore this ghastly looking?
otthe newest, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I Gon. What's the matter?
in England now, (as once I was) and had but this Scb. Whiles westood here securing your repose, fish painted, not a holiday-tool there but would Even now, we heard a hollow burst oi bellowing 55 give a piece of silver: there would this monster Lle bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? make a man’; any strange beast there makes a It strook inine car most terribly.
man: when they will not give a doit to relieve Alon. Lheard nothing.
a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a ánt. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; dead Indian. Legg'd like a man and his fins like To make an earthquake! sure, it was the roar 60 arms! Warm, o'iny troth! I do now let loose Oi a whole herd ot tions.
my opinion, hoidit no longer; this is no tish, but 1 i.e. thitis, id es'.
2 For ever. ? A hint of villany. * Having your swords drawn. • Mahenrieths. • Buinburd mans, 'n this place, a large vessel for holding drink. ii. e. make a man's fortune; simkur to W.ckbi ni's moito, Learning makes a man.
an islander, that has lately suffer'd by a thunder- of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul bolt. Alas! the sto m is come again: my best speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my way in to seep under his gaberdine'; there is no buttle will recover him, I will help his ague: other shelter utrednout: Very acquaints a man Come- Amen! I will pour some in thy other with strange bedienbew: I will here shroud, till 5 mouth. the dregs of the sto m br past.
Trin. Stephano, Entér Stephano singin., u bottle in his hand. Str. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! Ste. I shall no wor in seal, to sea,
mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: I will Here shall I drea-shore',
Heave him ; "I have no long spoon. Thisisavery's dirvytunetusing ata man's funeral: 10 Trin. Stephano !—it thou beest Stephano, Well, here's
[Drinks. touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo; The master, th subber, the boatswain and I, -be not afraid, -thy good friend Trinculo. Th gunn r und his mute,
Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll Lor'du Mwl.gad Varian, and Margery, pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's but non nus cir'd for kite:
151.gs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, inFripeh hüdu tongue with a tang, .
deed: Ilow cam’st thou to be the siege of this Inul't crito a suilor, Go hang:
moon-calt? can be vent Triuculos? Shelo'd not the surour oftar nor of pitch, [itch: Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunderYrtata lor might scratch her where-e.rsh did stroke:--But art thou not drown'd, Stephano? I ?h. n to sea, b.), and let her
20 hope. now, thou art not drown'd. Is the storm This is a scurvy tune too: But here's my confort. over-blown? Thid me under the dead moon-call's
[Drinks. gaberdine, for fear of the storin: And art thou Cal. Do not torment me: Oh!
living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans St:. What's the matier? have we devils here? scap'd! Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men 25 St”. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my sto of ide? Ha! I have not’scaped drowning to be inach is not constant. afraid now of your four legs; for it hath been said, Cal. These betinethings,anifthey benotsprights. As proper a man as ever went upon four legs, That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: cannot make him give ground: and it shall be I will kned to him. Said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. 30 Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam’st thou Cal. The spirit torments ine: Oh!
hither? swear, by this bottle, how thou cam'st Sie. This is soine monster of the isle, with four hither. I escap'd upon a buit of sack, which the legs; who has got, as I take it, an ague: Where sailors heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I the devil should be lear our language? I will made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, give him some relief, if it be but for that: If 135 since I was cast a-shore. Cun recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor subject; for the liquor is not earthly. that erer trod on neats-leather.
Ste. Here; swear then, how escap'dst thou ? Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee; I'll bring Trin. Swom a-shore, man, like a duck; I can my wood home faster.
40 swim like a duck, I'll be shorn. Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talh after Ste. llere, kiss the book: Though thou canst the wisest: He shall taste of my bottle: if he ne- swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. ver drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove Trii. O Stephano, bast any more of this? his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, Ste. The u bole butt, man: my cella is in a I will not tak.. too much for him; he shall pay 45 rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How for him that hath him, and that soundly. aov, m9011-ca!f? bow does iline ague?
Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou Cal. Hast thou not druppi trom heaven? wilt anon, I know it by thy trembing ?: Now Ste. Out o'the moon, I (o assure thee: I was Prosper works upon thee.
the man in the moon, when time was. Str. Come on your ways; open your mouth : 50 Cul. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore here is that which will give language to you, * cat: thee: my mistress shewed me thee, and thy dog en your mourh: this will shake your shaking, and thy bush. Fontell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell Ste. Come, swear to that: kiss the book: I who's your friend; open your chaps again.
will furnish it anon with new contents: swear. Trin. I should know that voice: It should be,-55 Trin. By this good light, this is a very shailow But he's drown'd; and these are deviis: 0! de- monster :--1 afraid of him?-a very weak mon
ter:-The man i' the moon?-a mo-t poor cre. Str. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate lulous monster:-Well drawn, monster, in good moster! His forward voice now is to speak welll sooth.
A gaberdine is properly the coarse frock or outward garment of a peasant, and is still worn hy the pidiints in Sussex.
any sum, or ever so uruch. Tremor is always represented as the effect of being possess'd by the devil
. Allading to an old proverb, that good liquor zill make a cat speak. Means, stop your draught. Ailuding to the proverb, a long sporn to cattorih Il detil. Sirge signities stool in every sense of the word, and is here used in the dirtiest.