We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Seb. Ant. As this Gonzalo; I myself could make A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore For your advancement! Do you understand me ? And how does your content Seb. I remember, You did supplant your brother Prospero. True: And look, how well my garments sit upon me; Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, If he were that which now he's like; whom I, Thy case, dear friend, Seb. Ant. Draw together: And when I rear my hand, do you the like, O, but one word. [They converse apart. Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth (For else his project dies), to keep them living. [Sings in Gonzalo's Ear. While you here do snoring lie, Open-ey'd Conspiracy His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Ant. Then let us both be sudden. Gon. [They awake. I heard nothing. Alon. SCENE II. Another Part of the Island. Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up Enter Trinculo. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; 1 hear it sing i'the wind: yond' same black cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.-What have we here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in England now (as once I was), and had this fish painted, not a holiday-fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man and his fins like arms! Warm, o'my troth? I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an islander, that hath lately suffered by a thunderbolt. [Thunder.] Alas! the storm is come again: my best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter hereabout: misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of the storm be past. Enter Stephano, singing; a Bottle in his Hand. The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I, Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, But none of us car'd for Kate: Cal. Do not torment me: O! Cal. The spirit torments me: O! Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: where the devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that if I can recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's leather. Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle if he have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him he shall pay for him Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, cat; open your mouth this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and that soundly you cannot tell who's your friend open your chaps again. Trin. I should know that voice: it should bebut he is drowned; and these are devils: O! defend me! Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate monster! His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: come,Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth. Trin. Stephano, Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! this is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon. Trin. Stephano!-if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo;-be not afeard, thy good friend Trinculo. Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: how cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos? Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunderstroke-But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm and art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd! Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant. Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved overboard, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore. Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy True subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst. Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. Ste. Here, kiss the book though thou canst swim like a duck, that art made like a goose. Trin. O Stephano, hast any more of this? Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf how does thine ague? Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow monster-I afeard of him a very weak monster: -The man i'the moon?-a most poor credulous monster-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o'the island; And kiss thy foot: I pr'ythee, be my god. Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle. Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject. Fer. There be some sports are painful; but their Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a Distance. If you'll sit down, Fer. No, precious creature: I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonour undergo, While I sit lazy by. Mira. As well as it does you It would become me Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. Ste. Come, kiss. Trin. but that the poor monster's in drink an abominable monster! Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. Trin. A most ridiculous monster; to make a wonder of a poor drunkard. Fer. Admir'd Miranda! Mira. I do not know One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Fer. I am, in my condition, A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; (I would, not so !) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than I would suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth.-Hear my soul speak; The very instant that I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides, Mira. Do you love me? Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound, And crown what I profess with kind event, If I speak true; if hollowly, invert Mira. . I am a fool, To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. Fair encounter Wherefore weep you! The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; Fer. And I thus humble ever. Mira. My husband then? Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't. And now Till half an hour hence. [farewell, Fer. A thousand! thousand! [Exeunt Fer. and Mira. Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Who are surpris'd with all; but my rejoicing At nothing can be more. I'll to my book; For yet, ere supper time, must I perform Much basiness appertaining. [Exit. SCENE II. Another Part of the Island. Enter Stephano and Trinculo; Caliban following with a Bottle. Ste. Tell not me ;-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board 'em Servani-monster, drink to me. Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are three of them; if the other two be brained like us, the state totters. Ste. Drink, servant monster, when I bid thee; thy eyes are almost set in thy head. Trin. Where should they be set else? he were a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in sack for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues, off and on, by this light. Thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard. Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard. Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. Trin. Nor go neither: but you'll lie like dogs; and yet say nothing neither. Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf. Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe; I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster? Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord? Trin. Lord, quoth he!-that a monster should be I such a natural! Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee. Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a matineer, the next tree-The poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd To hearken once again the suit I made thee? Ste. Marry will I kneel, and repeat it; I will stand, and so shall Trinculo. Cal. What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, And take his bottle from him; when that's gone, He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show Where the quick freshes are. [him Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger; interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee. Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off. Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied? Ste. Do I so take thou that. [Strikes him.] As yon like this, give me the lie another time. Trin. I did not give the lie:-Out o'your wits, and hearing too?A pox o'your bottle! this can sack, and drinking do.-A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers! Cal. Ha, ha, ha! Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee stand further off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too. Ste. Stand further.-Come, proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him I'the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him, Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his wezand with thy knife: Remember, First to possess his books; for without them He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not One spirit to command: They all do hate him, As rootedly as I: Burn but his books; He has brave utensils (for so he calls them), Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. And that most deeply to consider, is The beauty of his daughter; he himself Calls her a nonpareil: I ne'er saw woman, But only Sycorax my dam, and she; But she as far surpasseth Sycorax, As greatest does least. Ste. Is it so brave a lass? Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood. Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen; (save our graces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys.-Dost thou like the plot, Trínculo? Trin. Excellent. Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee: but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep : Ay, on mine honour. 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. Ste. What is this same? Seb. No matter, since Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of No-body. Ariel plays the Tune on a Tabor and Pipe. They have left their viands behind; for we have 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:-Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find, 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, hat give delight, and hurt not. 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; we'll follow.-I would, I could see this taborer; he lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? 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 patience, 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 Seb. I say, to-night: no more. Solemn and strange Music; and Prospero above, invisible. 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! Gon. Marvellous sweet music! [these? Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe, That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix At this hour reigning there. Ant. I'll believe both: Each patter-out on five for one, will bring us Good warrant of. Alen. I will stand too, and feed, 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 [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. 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 He vanishes in Thunder: then, to soft Music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with Mops and Mowes, and carry out the Table. thou Pro. [Aside] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast 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 monstrons! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie, The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, Though fools at home condemn them. Gon. And what does else want credit, come to me, If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say I saw such islanders (For, certes, these are people of the island), Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd Seb. But one fiend at a time, SCENE I. Before Prospero's Cell. Enter Prospero, Ferdinand, and Miranda. Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you, Your compensation makes amends; for I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Or that for which I live; whom once again I tender to thy band: all thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore heaven, Do not smile at me, that I boast her off, Fer. Against an oracle. I do believe it, Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: But If thou dost break her virgin knot before All sanctimonious ceremonies may With full and holy rite be minister'd, No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall To make this contract grow; but barren hate, Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew The union of your bed with weeds so loathly, That you shall hate it both; therefore, take heed, As Hyr lymen's lamps shall light you. Fer. As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, Pro. Enter Ariel. Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this place: Ari. Pro. Ay, with a twink. Presently? Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go, And breathe twice; and cry, so, so; Each one, tripping on his toe, Will be here with mop and mowe: Do you love me master? no. Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel; Do not approach, Till thou dost hear me call. Ari. Well I conceive. [Exit. Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw To the fire i'the blood: be more abstemious, Or else good-night, your vow! Fer. I warrant you, sir; The white cold virgin snow upon my heart Abates the ardour of my liver. Pro. Well.- Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary, Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas 11 To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom Enter Ceres. Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter; Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow, If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know, Do now attend the queen? since they did plot The means, that dusky Dis my daughter got, Her and her blind boy's scandai'd company I have forsworn. Iris. Of her society Be not afraid; I met her deity Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her son Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows, Cer. Highest queen of state, Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait. Enter Juno. Juno. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be, And honour'd in their issue. SONG. Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, Cer. Earth's increase, and foison plenty; Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing; So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife, [Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on employment. Pro. Sweet now, silence; Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; There's something else to do: hush, and be mute, Or else our spell is marr'd. [brooks, Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring With your sedg'd 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. Enter certain Nymphs. You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Come hither from the furrow, and be merry; Make holy-day: your rye-straw hats put on, And these fresh nymphs encounter every one In country footing. Enter certain Reapers, properly habited; they join with the Nymphs in a graceful Dance; towards the End whereof Prospero starts suddenly, and |