OBERON, king of the fairies.. Mid. N. Dream 107
Octavia, sister to Cæsar....... Ant. and Cleo. 604
Octavius Cæsar, a triumvir............Jul. Cæs. 506
Octavius Cæsar, a triumvir... Ant. and Cleo. 604
Old Gobbo, father to Launcelot Gobbo.......
Mer. of Ven. 121
Old lady, friend to Anne Bullen..

K. Hen. VIII. 392
Old man, tenant to Gloster....... ..K. Lear 561
Old shepherd, father to Joan la Pucelle......
1 K. Hen. VI. 314
Old shepherd, reputed father to Perdita.....

Win. Tale 203
..Twelfth N. 188

Olivia, a rich countess...
Oliver, brother to Orlando...As You Like It 137
Othello, a Moor.......
Othello 583
Ophelia, daughter of Polonius. .......Hamlet 537
Orlando, in love with Rosalind..

As You Like It 137
Orsino, duke of Illyria.............. Twelfth N. 188
Osric, a courtier....
Hamlet 537
Oswald, servant to Goneril...... .K. Lear 561
Owen Glendower, a Welsh chieftain...

P

Prince of Arragon.........

Prince Henry, son to King John.... K. John 223
Prince Humphrey of Gloster, son of King
Prince John of Lancaster, son of King
Henry IV..
.2 K. Hen. IV. 274

Henry IV..

Prince John of

Henry IV..

.1 K. Hen. IV. 256
Lancaster, son of King

Prince of Morocco...
Princess of France...

..........2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Mer. of Ven. 121
...Love's Lab. Lost 90

1

Proculeius, friend to Cæsar...Ant. and Cleo. 604
Prospero, banished duke of Milan... Tempest
Proteus, a gentleman of Verona.
Two Gent. of Ver. 15
Mea. for
Mea. 46
Jul. Cæs. 506

Provost..
Publius, a senator...

PAGE, a follower of Falstaff..2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Painter.......
Tim. of Ath. 491
Pandarus, uncle to Cressida..
Troil. and Cress. 412
Pander, a, and wife...
...Pericles 648
Panthino, servant to Antonio..
Two Gent. of Ver. 15
Paris, in love with Juliet.....Rom. and Jul. 472
Paris, son to Priam... .Troil. and Cress. 412
Parolles, a braggart.. All's W. that Ends W. 170
Patience, woman to Queen Katharine...

K. Hen. VIII. 392

Patroclus, Grecian commander...

Troil. and Cress. 412
Peasblossom, a fairy..........Mid. N. Dream 107
Tam. of Shrew 154
Pedant...
.......Pericles 648
Pericles, prince of Tyre.....
Mea. for Mea. 46
Peter, a friar......
Peter, Horner's servant.......2 K. Hen. VI. 331
Peter of Pomfret, a prophet....... K. John 223
Peto, follower to Falstaff. ..1 K. Hen. IV. 256
2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Petruchio, a suitor to Katharina, Baptista's
daughter......
Tam. of Shrew 154
Phebe, a shepherdess.........As You Like It 137
Philario, a friend to Posthumus... Cymbeline 626
Philip, king of France....

Peto.....

....K. John 223

Richard, son of duke of York.....

PAGE

2 K. Hen. VI. 331
Richard, duke of York, son to King Edward
IV..
...K. Rich. III. 369
Robert Bigot, earl of Norfolk........K. John 223
Robert Faulconbridge..
...Ibid. 223
Robin, page to Falstaff...Mer. W. of Wind. 29
Roderigo, a Venetian gentleman. Othello 583
Rogero, a Sicilian gentleman...... Win. Tale 203
Romeo, son to Montague......Rom. and Jul. 472
Rosalind, daughter to the banished duke....
As You Like It 137
Rosaline, a lady attendant.. Love's Lab. Lost 90
Rosencrantz...
Hamlet 537
Rosse, a Scottish nobleman ...........Macbeth 522
Rugby, servant to Dr Caius.....

Rumour...

Mer. W. of Wind.
....2 K. Hen. IV,

29

274

121
Ibid. 121
.Ibid. 121

SALANIO, friend to Bassanio....Mer. of Ven.
Salarino, friend to Bassanio...
Salerio, a messenger...
Sampson, servant to Capulet.. Rom. and Jul. 472
Saturninus, emperor of Rome......Tit. And. 456
Scarus, friend to Antony.....Ant. and Cleo. 604
Scotch doctor...
Macbeth 522
Scroop, archbishop of York...1 K. Hen. IV. 256
Scroop, archbishop of York, enemy to King
Henry IV.
2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Sea-captain, friend to Viola.......Twelfth N. 188
Sea-captain.....
..2 K. Hen. VI. 331
Sebastian, brother to king of Naples..........
Tempest 1

Sebastian, brother to Viola........ Twelfth N. 188
Seleucus, attendant on Cleopatra.......

Ant. and Cleo. 604

Sempronius, flatterer of Timon....

Tim. of Ath. 491
.Ibid. 491
.Ant. and Cleo. 604
Macbeth 522

Servilius, servant to Timon.....
Sextus Pompeius........
Seyton.......

Shadow, a recruit..

..2 K. Hen. IV. 274

Shallow, a country justice.....

Mer. W. of Wind. 29
Shallow, a country justice....2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Sheriff of Wiltshire..
.K. Rich. III. 369
Shylock, a Jew.....
..Mer. of Ven. 121

Sicinius Velutus, tribune of the people.......

Coriol. 433
Silence, a country justice......2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Silius, an officer....
.Ant, and Cleo. 604
Silvia, beloved by Valentine..
Two Gent. of Ver. 15
Simonides, king of Pentapolis........ Pericles 648
Simpcox, an impostor..........2 K. Hen. VI. 331
Simpcox's wife.
..Ibid. 331
Mer. W. of Wind. 29
Sir Andrew Aguecheek... Twelfth N. 188
Sir Anthony Denny..........K. Hen. VIII. 392
Sir Henry Guildford...
..Ibid. 392
Sir Hugh Evans, a Welsh parson....
Mer. W. of Wind. 29
Sir Hugh Mortimer, uncle to the duke of
of York.....
.....3 K. Hen. VI. 351
Sir Humphrey Stafford........2 K. Hen. VI. 331
Sir James Tyrrel..................K. Rich. III. 369
Sir James Blount...
Ibid. 369

Simple, servant to Slender...

Sir John Falstaff..

Sir John Colevile, enemy to King Henry
IV..
..2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Mer. W. of Wind. 29
...1 K. Hen. IV. 256
..2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Sir John Fastolfe................1 K. Hen. VI. 314

Sir John Falstaff...

Sir John Falstaff..........

TALBOT, earl of Shrewsbury...1 K. Hen. VI. 314
Tamora, queen of the Goths........Tit. And. 456
Taurus, lieut.-general to Cæsar...
Ant. and Cleo. 604
Thaisa, daughter to Simonides........Pericles 648
Thaliard, a lord of Antioch...............Ibid. 648
Thersites, a scurrilous Grecian......
Troil, and Cress. 412
Theseus, duke of Athens....Mid. N. Dream 107
Thomas Beaufort, duke of Exeter.....
1 K. Hen. VI. 314
Thomas, duke of Clarence, son of King Henry
IV.
2 K. Hen. IV. 274
Thomas, a friar..
Mea. for Mea. 46
Thomas Horner, an armourer..

CALIBAN, a savage and deformed Slave.

TRINCULO, a Jester.

STEPHANO, a drunken Butler.

Master of a Ship, Boatswain, and Mariners.

ARIEL, an airy Spirit.

IRIS,

CERES,

JUNO,

Spirits.

Nymphs,

Reapers,

Gon. Nay, good, be patient.a

Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence: trouble us not.

Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard. Boats. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more; use your authority. If you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap.-Cheerly, good hearts.-Out of our way, I say. [Exit. Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate, to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt.

Re-enter Boatswain.

Boats. Down with the topmast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with maincourse. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather, or our office.

Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO. Yet again? what do you here? Shall we give o'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink?

drowning,

The washing of ten tides!

Gon. He'll be hanged yet;

Though every drop of water swear against it, And gape at wid'st to glut him.

[Exit.

[Exit.

[A confused noise within.] "Mercy on us!"—"We split, we split !"-"Farewell, my wife and children!"Farewell, brother!"-"We split, we split, we split."Ant. Let's all sink with the king. Seb. Let's take leave of him. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, anything. The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit.

SCENE II.-The Island: before the Cell of PROSPERO. Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA.

The direfu spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd The very virtue of compassion in thee,

I have with such provision in m.ne art

So safely order'd, that there is no soul

No, not so much perdition as an hair,

Betid to any creature in the vessel,

To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was
The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk,
And suck'd my verdure out on 't.-Thou attend'st not
I pray thee, mark me.

Mira. O good Sir, I do.

Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that. which, but by being so retired,

O'er prized all popular rate, in my false brother "
Awaked an evil nature: and my trust,

Like a good parent, did beget of him

A falsehood, in its contrary as great

As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit,
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,

Not only with what my revenue yielded,

But what my power might else exact,-like one,
Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,

To credit his own lie,-he did believe
He was the duke; out of the substitution,
And executing the outward face of royalty
With all prerogative;-hence his ambition
Growing, Dost hear?

Mira. Your tale, Sir, would cure deafness.
Pro. To have no screen between this part he play'd
And him he play'd it for, he needs will be
Absolute Milan. Me, poor man!- my library

Mira. O, my heart bleeds

To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to, Which is from ny remembrance!

Please you, further

Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio,I pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should

Be so perfidious !-he whom, next thyself,

Of all the world I loved, and to him put
The manage of my state; as, at that time,
Through all the signiories it was the first,
And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed
In dignity, and, for the liberal arts,
Without a parallel; those being all my study,
The government I cast upon my brother,

And to my state grew stranger, being transported,
And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle-
Dost thou attend me?-

Mira. Sir, most heedfully.

Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom

To trash for over-topping; new created

The creatures that w re mine; I say, or changed the
Or else new form'd them: having both the key
Of officer and office, set all hearts

He thinks me now incapable: confederates
(So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples,
To give him annual tribute, do him homage;
Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend

The dukedom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan !)
To most ignoble stooping.

Mira. O, the heavens!

Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then tell me, If this might be a brother.

Mira. I should sin

To think but nobly of my grandmother: to o

Good wombs have borne bad sons.

Pro. Now the condition.

This king of Naples being an enemy

To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit;
Which was, that he in lieu o' the premises,--

Of homage, and I know not how much tribute,-
Should presently extirpate me and mine
Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan,
With all the honours, on my brother: whereon,
A treacherous army levied, one midnight
Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open

The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of darkness,
The ministers for the purpose hurried thence
Me, and thy crying self.

Mira. Alack, for pity!

I, not remembering how I cried out then,
Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint w

That wrings mine eyes.

Pro. Hear a little further.

And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon us; without the which, this story Were most impertinent.

Mira. Wherefore did they not

That hour destroy us?

Pro. Well demanded, wench:

My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not (So dear the love my people bore me); nor set

A mark so bloody on the business; but

With colours fairer painted their foul ends.

In few, they hurried us aboard a bark ;

Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepared
A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,

Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us,
To cry to the sea, that roar'd to us: to sigh
To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again,
Did us but loving wrong.

Mira. Alack! what trouble

Was I then to you!

Pro O! a cherubim

Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst smile,
Infused with a fortitude from heaven,

When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt;
Under my burden groan d; which raised in me
An undergoing stomach, to bear up
Against what should ensue.

Mira. How came we ashore?
Pro. By providence divine.

Some food we had, and some fresh water, that
A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,

Out of his charity, (who being then appointed
Master of this design,) did give us with