PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO; all wet. Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack with us. Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation. Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you; look you, Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster. Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favor still: Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to Shall hood-wink this mischance; therefore, speak softly; All's hushed as midnight yet. Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool, Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonor in that, monster, but an infinite loss. Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster. Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labor. Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here, This is the mouth of the cell: no noise, and enter: Do that good mischief, which may make this island Thine own forever, and I, thy Caliban, For aye, thy foot-licker. Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody thoughts. Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! look, what a wardrobe here is for thee! Cal. Let it alone, thou fool: it is but trash. Trin. O, ho, monster; we know what belongs to a frippery: -O king Stephano! Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown. Trin. Thy grace shall have it. Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean, To doat thus on such luggage? Let it alone, And do the murder first; if he awake, From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches ; Ste. Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line; now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, and 't like your grace. Ste. I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this country: Steal by line and level, is an excellent pass of pate: there's another garment for't. Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest. Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time, And all be turned to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villanous low. Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers; help to bear this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom: go to, carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Ay, and this. A noise of Hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on. Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey! Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver! Pro. Fury! Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark! [CAL. STE. and TRIN. are driven out. Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make them, Than pard, or cat o' mountain. Hark, they roar. Ari. Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I.-Before the Cell of Prospero. Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, Pro. I did say so, When first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit, Ari. Confined together In the same fashion as you gave in charge; In the lime grove which weather-fends your cell: From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly works them, Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury, Do I take part: the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, Have I made shake; and by the spurs plucked up [Solemn music. Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONZO, with a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: They all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed; which PROSPERO observing, speaks. A solemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Now useless, boiled within thy skull! There stand, Holy Gonzalo, honorable man, Mine eyes, ever sociable to the show of thine, To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces Thou 'rt pinched for 't, now, Sebastian.- Flesh and blood, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of theni, As I was sometime Milan:- quickly, spirit; ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire PROSPERC Where the bee sucks, there suck I; Ari. In a cowslip's bell I lie: There I couch when owls do cry. After summer, merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel; I shall miss thee; Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain, And presently, I pr'ythee. Ari. I drink the air before me and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit ARIEL. Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country! Pro. Behold, sir king, The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero: For more assurance than a living prince A hearty welcome. Alon. Whe'r thou beest he, or no, Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me, As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, I fear, a madness held me: this must crave (An if this be at all) a most strange story. Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should Prospero Be living, and be here? Pro. First, noble friend, Let me embrace thine age; whose honor cannot Be measured, or confined. Gon. Or be not, I'll not swear. Whether this be, You do yet taste |