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If this prore
A most high miracle!
[Kneels to Alon.
Now all the blessings
'Tis new to thee.
Sir, she's mortal ;
I am hers :
There, sir, stop:
I lave inly wept,
I say, Amen, Gonzalo.
Give me your hands :
[To FER. and Mira.
Be't so! Amen!
Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found
Sir, all this service )
My tricksy spirit!
Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake,
I When no man was in his senses or had self-possession.
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
Was't well done ? )
Sir, my liege, Do not intest rour mind with beating on The strangeness of this business: at picked leisure, Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you (Which to you shall seem probable) of every These happened accidents: till when, be cheerful, And think of each thing well.—Come hither, spirit;
[Aside Set Caliban and his companions free: Untie the spell. [Erit ARIEL.] How fares my gra
cious sir? There are yet missing of your company Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Re-enter Ariel, driving in CaliBAN, STEPHANO, and
TUNCULO, in their stolen apparel. Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune :Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio!
Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.
Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed!
Very like; one of them
Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Then say, if they be true : This misshapen knave, His mother was a witch; and one so strong That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, And deal in her command, without her power: 1 These three have robbed me; and this demi-devil (For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them To take my life: two of these fellows you Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine. Cal.
I shall be pinched to death. Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Seb. He is drunk now: Where had he wine ? Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where should
they Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ? ?_ How cam'st thou in this pickle ?
Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones : I shall not fear fly-blowing.
Seb. Why, how now, Stephano ?
[Pointing to Caliban.
That is, work the same effects as the moon, without her delegated authority.
2 The phrase being gilded was a trite one for being drunk.
Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter,
Go to; away!,
[Exeunt Cal. STE. and TRIN,
I'll deliver all;