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Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, |To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands,
In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,

Refusing her grand hests, she did contine thee, His arms in this sad knot.

By help of her more potent ministers, Pro.

Of the king's ship, And in her most unmitigable rage, The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd, Into a cloven pine; within which rift And all the rest o' the feet?

Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain Ari.

Safely in harbour A dozen years; within which space she died, Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy Thou call'ast me up at midnight to fetch dew

groans, From the still-vex'd Bermooʻhes,' there she's hid: As fast as mill-wheels strike: then was this island The mariners all under haiches stowed;

(Save for the son that she did litter here, Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd la- A freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honoured with boir,

A human shape. I have len asleep: and for the rest o' the feet, Ari.

Yes; Caliban, her son. Which I dispers'd, th y all have met again; Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, And are upon the Mediterranean flote, 2

Whom now I keep in service. Thou besi know'st B und sadly home for Naples;

What torment I did find thee in: the grouns Sipposint that they saw the king's ship wreck’d, Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts And his great person perish.

Of ever angry bears: it was a torment Pro.

Ariel, thy charge To lav upon the dumn'd, which Svcorax Exactly is perform’d; but there's more work: Could not again undo; it was mine art, What is the time o' the day?

When I arrivd, and heard thee, that made gape Ari,

Past the mid season. The pine, and let thee out. Pro. At least two glasses: the time 'twixt six Ari,

I thank thee, master. and now,

Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak, Mist by us both be spent most preciously, And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. me pains,

Ari.

Pardon, master:
Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, I will be correspondent to command,
Which is not yet perform'd ine.

And do my spiriting gently.
Pro.
How now? moody? Pro.

Do so; ard after two days What is't thou canst demand ?

I will discharge thee. Ari.

My liberty.

fri.

That's me noble master! Pro. Before the time be out? no more. What shall I do? say what: what shall I du? Ari.

I pray thee

Pro. Go make thrself like a nymph o' the sea; Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Be subjert to no sirht but mine; invisible Told ihee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd To every eye-bail else. Go, take this shape, Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst pro- And hither come in't: hence, with diligence mise

[Eril Ariel. To bate me a full year.

Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Pro. Dost thou forget

Awake! From what a torment I did free thee?

Mira. The strangeness of your story put Ari.

No. Heaviness in me. Pro. Thou dost; and think'st

Pro.

Shake it off'; come on ; It much, to tread he ooze of the salt drep; We'll visit CVban, my slave, who never To run upon the sharp wind of the north; Yields us kind ans rer. To do me business in the veins o' the earth,

Mira.

"Tis a villain, sir, When it is bak'd with frost.

I do not love to look on.
Ari.
I do not, sir.

Pro.

But, as "tis, Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou We cannot misss him: he does make our fire, forgot

Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices The foul witch Svcorax, who, with age, and envy, That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban! Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Thori earth, "hou! sprak. fri. No, sir.

Cd. (Within.) There's wood enough within. Pro.

Thou hast: where was she born ? Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business spcak; tell me.

for thec; Ari. Sir, in Argier."

Come forth, thou tortoise! when? Pro.

0, was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been,

Re-enter Ariel, like a water-nymph.
Which thou forget'st. This damn'dritch, Sycoras, Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,
For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearinr, from Argier,

Hark in thine ear.
Thou know'st, was banished; for one thing she

Ari.

My lord, it shall be done. (Erit. did,

Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil They would not take her life. Is not this true ?

himself Ari. Av, sir.

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hier brought with child,

Enter Caliban. And here was left by the sailore. Thou, my slave, Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant: With raven's feather from im wholesome sen, And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate

Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, (1) Bermudas. (2) Wave.

(3) Algiers. 1

(4) Commands. (5) Do without.

And blister you all o'er!

Courl'sied when you have, and kiss'do
Pro. For ihis, be sure, to-night thou shalt havej (The wild waves whíst")
cramps,

Foot it featly here and there;
Sids-stiches, that shall pen thy breath up; urchins' And, sweel spriles, the burden bear.
Sisil, for whal vast of night that they may work,

lara, harn! Al exercise on thee: thou shalt bc pinch'd

Bur. Bo vgh, wowgh. (dispersedly. A. thick as huney-combs, each pinch more stinging The watch-dogs burk: Tin bees that made them.

Bur. Buwyh, wongh.

(dispersedly. CH

I must eat my dinner. Hark, hark! Thear
This island's mine, by Sycorax, my mother, The strain of strutting chanticlere,
When thjatuk'st from me. When thou camnest first, Cry, Cuck-a-cooult-doo.
Thsi sirol'dst me, and mad'st much of me;
would'st give me

Fer. Where should this music be? i’ the air, ou Water with berries in't; and teach me how

the earth? To name the bigger light, and how the less, It sounds no more :--and sure, it waits upon Inat burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee, Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Add shard the all the qualities o' the isle, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, The fresat springs, brine pits, barren place, and This music crept by me upon the waters ; fertile;

Allaying both their fury, and my passion, Corsed be lihat did so!-All the charms With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, 0:5.curas, tads, beetles, bats, light on you! Or it hath drawn me rather :-But 'lis gone. Filam all the subjects that you have,

No, it begins again.
Whichirst wa; mine owaking; and here you sty me
In tais hard rock, whiles you do keep from me

Ariel sings.
Tae resi of the island.

Full falhom fire thy father lies ;
Pro.
Thou most lying slave,

Of his boves are cura! made ; Wiom stripes may move, not kindness; I have Those are per's that were his eyes . usd thee,

N thing of him that cloth fale, Flth as thu art, with humin care; and lodr'd thee

Bit doh suffer a sea-change In nise own cell, till thou didst seek to violate

Into something rich and strange. To: honour of my child.

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knel: CH. () ho, o ho!--'would it had been done!

Hark? now I hear them, --- ling-long, bell. Thon didst prevent me; I had peopled eise

(Burden, ding-dong. This isle wiih Culibans. Pro. Abhorred slave;

Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd Wa.ch any print of go:dness will not take,

father:Bunz capable of all ill! I pitied thee,

This is no mortal business, nor no sound Touk pains to make thee speak, taught thue cach Thit the earth oves:'-I hear it now above me. hour

Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, One thin? or other: when thou didst not, savare, And say, what thou seest yond'. know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like Nira.

What is't ? a spirit ? A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy pirposes Lord, how it looks about! Blieve m?, sir, With words that made them known: Bit thy vile It carries a brave form :-But 'tis a spirit. race,

Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good such senses natures

As we have, such: this gallant which thou seest Could no! abide to be with; therefore wast thou Was in the wreck; and bit he's something stain'd D servedly confind into this rock,

With grief, thal's beauty's canker, thou mighl'st Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.

call him Cal. You taught me language ; and mv profit on't A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows, !s, I know how to curse: the red plague rid? you, And strays about to find them. For learning me your language!

Mira.

I might call him Pro.

Haq-sced, hence! A thing divine ; for nothing natural
Fech is in fuel ; and be quick, thou were best, I ever saw so noble.
Tansirer other business.' Shrug'st thou, malice? Pro.

It goes on,

(Aside. If hou nuclect'si, or dost unwillingly

Is my soul prompts it :--Spirit, fine spirit! I'll What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps ;

free thee Fill all thy bones with aches: make thce roar, Within two days for this. That beists shall tremble at thy din.

Fer.

Most sure, the goddess Cal. No, 'pray thee!

On whom these airs attend !-Vouchsafe my prayer I must obey: his art is of such power, [.Iside. May know, if you remain upon this island; It would control my dam's god, Setebos,

And that you will some good instruction give, And make a vassal of him.

How I may bear me here : my prime request, Pro.

So, slave; hence! Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder!
[Ecil Caliban. If vor be mairi, or no?
Mira,

No wonder, sir;
Re-enter Ariel, invisible, playing and singing ; But, certainly a maid.
Fe dinand follow ing him.

For.

My lang nge? havens ARIEL'S SONG.

Im the best of hon that speak this specch,

Were I but where 'tis spoken.
Come unto these yellow sands,

Pro.

How! the best? And then take hands :

What wert thou, is the king of Napies heard thee? (1) Fairica. (2) Destroy.

(3) Still, silent. (4) Owns.

Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders Pro.

Come on; obey: To hear thee speak of Naples : he does hear me ;

(To Ferd. And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples; Thy nerves are in their insancy again, Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld And have no vigour in them. The king my father wreck'd.

Fer.

So they are : Mira.

Alack, for mercy ! My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, Milan

The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, And his brave son, being twain.

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Pro.

The duke of Milan, Might I but through my prison, once a day, And his more braver daughter, could control thee, Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth If now It were fit to do 'l. At the first sight Let liberty make use of; space enough

[Aside. Have I in such a prison. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel,

Pro.

It works :-Come on, I'll set thee free for this !-A word, good sir; Thou hast done well, fine Ariel Follow me.I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.

[To Ferd. and Mira. Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Hark, what thou else shalt do me. [To Ariel, Is the third man that ere I saw; the first

Mira,

Be of comfort, That ere. I sigh?d for: pity move my father To be inclin'd my way!

My father's of a better nature, sir,

Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Fer. O, if a virgin,

Which now came from him. And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you Pro.

Thou shalt be as free The queen of Naples.

As mountain winds : but then exactly do Pro.

Soft, sir; one word more.- All points of my command. They are both in either's powers: but this swift Ari.

To the syllable. business

Pro. Come, follow : speak not for him. (Exeunt, I must uneasy make, lest too light winning( Aside. Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge

thec,
That thou attend me : thou dost here usurp
The name thou ow'st not: and hast put thyself

ACT II.
Upon this island, as a spy, to win it
From me, the lord on't.
Fer.

No, as I am a man. SCENE I.--Another part of the island. Enter Nira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, temple :

Francisco, and others.
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't.

Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have Pro,

Follow me.-

[To Ferd. Speak not yo:i for him; he's a traitor.-Come,

(8o have we all) of joy; for our escape I'll manaclc thy neck and feet togсther :

is much beyond our loss : our hint of wo Sca-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be is common; every day, some sailor's wise, The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Wherein thc acorn cradled. Follow.

Have just our theme of wo: but for the miracle, Fer.

I mean our preservation, few in millions I will resist s'ich entertainment, till

Can speak like us: then wiscly, good sir, weigh Mine enemy has more power. (He draws. Our sorrow with our comfort. Mira,

O dear father,

Alon, Make not too rash a trial of him, for

Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. He's gentle, and not scarful. 2

Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Pro.

What, I say,

Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit ; My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor; by and by it will strike. Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy Gon. Sir.conscience

Seb. One:

-Tell. Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward ;' Gon.When every grief is entertain'd, that's offer'd, Por I can here disarm thee with this stick, Comes to the entertainerAnd make thy weapon drop.

Seb.

A dollar. Mira.

Beseech you, father! Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments. spoken truer than you proposed. Mira.

Sir, have pity;

Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant I'll be his surety. Pro.

Silence : one word more Gon. Therefore, my lord, -
Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! Ant. Fie, what a spendthrist is he of his tongue !
An advocate for an impostor? hush!

Alon. I prịythee, spare.
Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he, Gon. Well, I have done : but yet-
Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish wench! Seb. He will be talking.
To the most of men this is a Caliban,

Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good And they to him are angels.

wager, first begins to crow? Mira.

My affections Seb. The old cock. Are then most humble; I have no ambition

Ant. The cockrel.
To see a goodlier man.

Seb. Done: the wager ?
Ant. A laughter.

Sel. A match. (1) Confuta (2) Frightful. (3) Guard.

Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,

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No;

Pr’ythee, peace.

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Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Ant. So, you've pay'd.

against dr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,- The stomach ot' my sense: 'would I had never Seb. Yet,

Married iny daughter there! for, coming thence, o'r. Yet

My son is losi; and, in my rate, she too, t. He could not miss it.

Vho is so far from lialy removid, 18. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir delicate temperance.'

of Naplus and of Milan, what strargelsh Intl. Temperance was a delicate wench. Hath made his meal on thee! Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly de- Fran.

Sir, he may live; livered.

I saw him beat the surges under lim, Ar. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. Whose on mits he ftung aside, and breasted ht. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen.

The surge most swoln that met him: his bold Gon. liere is every thing advantageous to life.

head .int. True; save means to live.

'Bove the contentious wa es he kept, and oar'd Seb. Or that there's none, or little.

Ulimsell with his good arms in lusty stroke Gon. How lush® and lusty the grass looks! how to the shore, that o'er his lave-worn basis bow'd green!

As stooping to relicve him. I not doubt, dut. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

He came alive to lard. Srb. With an eve of green in't.

lon,

No, no, he's gone. Ant. He misses not much.

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. los;

Gm. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, al. That would not bless our Europe with your daugh. most beyond credit-)

ter, Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.

But rather lose her to an African; Gm. That our garments, beins, as they were, Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their Who hath cause to wet the grief on’t. freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than Hon.

Pr’rthet, peace. stain'd with salt water.

Scb. You were knceld to, and importun'd Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would otherwise it not say, He lies ?

By all of us; and the fair soul herself
Seb. As, or very falsely pocket up his report. Weigh'd, between lothness and obedience, at

Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have lost as when we put them on first in Afric, at the mar

your son, rate of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the king I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have of Tunis.

More widows in them of this business' making, Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper Than we bring men to comfort them: the fault's well in our return.

Hir. Tunis was never grac'd before with such a Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. paragon to their queen.

Gon.

My lord Schastian, Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.

The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, Ani. Widow? a pox o' that! how came that And time to speak i: in : you rub the sore, widow in? Widow Dido!

When you should bring the plaster. Seb. What if he had said, widower Eneas too?

Seb.

Very well. good lord, how you take it!

Anl. And most chirurgeonly.
Air. Widow Dido, said you? you make me Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,
study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis. When you are cloudy.
Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.

Seb.

Foul weather ? Adr. Carthage?

Ant.

Very foul. Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle, my lord, Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-sced. Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Seb.

Or docks, or mallows. Anl. What impossible matter will he make easy Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? next?

Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for wint of wine. Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his Gon. I'the commonwealth I would by contraries pocket, and give it his son for an apnle.

Esecute all things : for no kind of traffic Int. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Would I admit; no name of magistrate; bring forth more islands.

Letters should not be known; no use of service, Gon. Ay?

of riches or of poverty; no contracts, Int. Why, in good time.

Successions; bound of land, tilih, vineyard, none; Gm. Sir, we were talking, that our garments No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil: seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at the No occupation; all men idle, all; marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. And women too; but innocent and

pure: Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. No sovereignty :Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.

Seb.

And yet he would be king on't, Anl. O, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido.

Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forGon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first gets the beginning. day I wore it? I'mean, in a sort.

Gon. All things in common nature should produce Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.

Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine,

Your own.

(1) Temperature. (2) Rank. (3) Shade of colour.

(4) Degrec or quality.

(5) The rack.

Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Whiles thou art waking,
Of its own kind, all foizon,' all abundance,

Seb.

Thou dost snore distinctly; To feed my innocent people.

There's meaning in thy snores. Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ?

Ant. I ain more serious than my custom: you Anl. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Must be so too, if' heed me; which io do,

Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Trebles thee o'er. To excel the golden age.

Seb.

Well; I am standing water. Seh.

'Save his majesty! Ant. I'll teach you how to tlow. Ant. Long live Gonzalo!

Seb.

Do so: to ebb, Gon.

And, do you mark me, sir ?-Hereditary sloth instructs me. Alon. Pr’ythee, no more: Thou dost talk no- Ant.

0, thing to me.

If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Whiles thus you mock ii! how, in stripping , it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are you more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always Most often do so near the bottom run, use to laugh at nothing.

By their own fear, or sloth. Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.

Seb.

Pr’ythee, say on : Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim nothing to you; so you may continuc, and laugh A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, at nothing still.

Which throes thee much to yield. Anl. What a blow was there given:

Ant.

Thus, sir: Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

Although this lord of weak remembrance, thus Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you (Who shall be of as little memory, would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would When he is earth’d,) hath here almost persuaded continue in it five weeks without changing.

(For he's a spirit of persuasion only,)

The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible Enter Ariel, invisible, playing solemn music.

That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims.

Seb. I have no hope Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. That he's undrown'd. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.

0, out of that no hope, Gon. No, I warrant you: I will not adventure what great hope have you! no hope, that way, is my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh measleep, Another way so high a hope, that even for I am very heavy?

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with (311 sleep but Alon. Sch, and Ant.

me, ". What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes That Ferdinand is drown'd ? Tovurd, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: 1 Sob. find,

Int.

Then, tell me, They are inclined to do so.

Who's the next heir of Naples ?
Séb.
Please you, sir,
Seb.

Claribel.
Do not omit the heavy offer of it:

Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,

Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that fion. Naples It is a comforter.

Can have no note, unless the sun were post,
Ant.
Wetwo, my lord,

(The mani'the moon's too slow,) till new-born chins Will guard your person, while you take your rest, Be rough and razorable: she, from whom And watch your safety.

We were all sea-swallowed, though somecast again; Alon.

Thank you: wondrous heavy. And, by that, destin’d to perform an act,

[Alonso sleeps. Exit Ariel. Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! In yours and iny discharge. Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.

Seb. What stuff is this?-How sav you ? Seb.

Why 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis ; Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions Myself dispos'd to sleep.

There is some space.
Ant.
Nor I; my spirits are nimble. Ant.

A space whose every cubit They fell together all, as by consent;

Secins to cry out, How shall that Claribel They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Measure us back to Naples ?-Keep in Tunis, Worthy Sebastian?-0, what might?-No more:- And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death And yet methinks, I see it in thy face,

That now hath seiz'd them ; why, they were no What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; and

Than now they are: there be, that can rule NaMy strong imagination sees a crown

ples, Dropping upon thy head.

As well as he that sleeps ; lords, that can prate Seb.

What, art thou waking ? As amply, and unnecessarily, Ant. Do you not hear me speak?

As this Gonzalo; I myself could make Seb.

I do; and, surely, A chongha of as deep chat. O, that you bore It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st The mind that I do! what a sleep were this Out of thy sleep: what is it thou didst say? For your advancement! Do you understand me? This is a strange repose, to be asleep

Seb. Mcthinks I do. With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, Ant.

And how does your cortant And yet so fast asleep.

Tender your own good fortune ?
Ant.

Noble Sebastian,
Scb.

I remember Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st (1) Plenty.

(?) A bird of the jack-daw kind.

He's gone.

worse

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