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You taught me but while-ere?

Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason : Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. (Sings.

Flout 'em, and skout 'em; and skout 'em, and flout 'em;
Thought is free.
Cal. That's not the tune.

[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 No-body.

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 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 riches
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 story.

Trin. The sound is going away : let's follow it, and after, do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster ; well follow. I would, I could see this taborer : he lays it on. Trin. Wilt coine ? 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 pa

tience,
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.
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.
Seb.

The next advantage
Will we take thoroughly.
Ant.

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.
Seb.

I say, to-night: no more. Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, invi

sible. 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 !

* Our lady.

Gon. Marvellous sweet musick!
Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were

these?
Seb. A living drollery*: Now I will believe,
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phenix' throne; one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.
Ant.

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. Gon.

If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say I saw such islanders (For, certest, 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. Pro.

Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present, Are worse than deyils.

[Aside. Alon.

I cannot too much muse I, Such shapes,such gesture,and such sound, expressing (Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse. Pro.

Praise in departing.

[Aside. Fran. They vanish'd strangely. Seb.

No matter, since They have left their viands behind; for we have

stomachs.Will't please you taste of what is here? Alon.

Not I. Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear: when we were

boys,

Who would believe that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging

at them * Show.

f Certainly. . Wonder.

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

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

. I will stand to, and feed, Although my last : no matter, since I feel The best is past :-Brother, my lord the duke, Stand to, and do as we. 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, 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. fc. draw their swords, And even with such like valour, men hang and drown Their proper selves. You fools ! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate; the elements Of whom your swords are temper’d, may as well Wound the loud winds, or with bemock’d-at stabs Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish One dowle* that's in my plume; my fellow-minis

ters Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt, 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 From Milan did supplant good Prospero ; Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it, Him, and his innocent child; for which foul deed The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have Incens'd the seas and shores, yea all the creatures, Against your peace : Thee, of thy son, Alonso, They have bereft ; and do pronounce by me,

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Lingering perdition (worse than any death.
Can be at once) shall step by step attend
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.
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

work, 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 loved darling.

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

you In this strange stare ? Alon.

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.

Exit. Seb.

But one fiend at a time, I'll fight their legions o'er.

* Pure, blameless. VOL. 1.

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