Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf.

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. [shoe: 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 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 mutineer, 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.

I do not lie.

Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of thy teeth.

Trin. Why, I said nothing.

Ste. Mum then, and no more.---[To Caliban,] Proceed.

Cal. I say, by sorcery Le got this isle; From me he got it. If thy greatness will Revenge it on him---for, I know, thou dar'st; But this thing dare not.

Ste. That's most certain.

Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve

thee.

Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party?

Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee asleep,

Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.

Cul. What a pied ninny's this?t Thou scurvy

patch !--

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 him

Where the quick freshest are.

Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger: interrupt the monster one word farther, 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?
Ari. Thou liest.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [Strikes him.] As you like this, give me the lie another time. Trin. I did not give the lie:---Out of your wits, and hearing too?- A pox o' your bottle! this can sack, and drinking do.---A *Debauched.

Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress. Springs..

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 non-pareil: 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, Trinculo?

Trin. Excellent.

list.

Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.

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, 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 I needs must rest me. [patience,

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
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,
As when they are fresh.

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!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What

were these?

Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe, That there are unicorns; that, in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one At this hour reigning there. [phoenix

Ant. I'll believe both;

And what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er

did lie,

Though fools at home condemn them.

Gon. If in Naples

note,

Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.

Pro. Honest lord,

[present,

expressing

(Although they want the use of tongue), a kind Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pro. Praise in departing.
Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
Seb. No matter, since

[Aside.

They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs.--

Will't please you taste of what is here?
Alon. Not I.

Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When [eers, we were boys, Who would believe that there were mountainDew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find,

Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us Good warrant of.

Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Although my last: no matter, since I feel The best is past:---Brother, my lord the duke, Stand too, and do as we.

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 (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;

[Seeing ALON. SEB. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown [fellows Their proper selves. You fools! I and my Are ministers of fate; the elements Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well [stabs Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow

ministers

Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for your
strengths,

And will not be uplifted: But, remember,
(For that's my business to you,) that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero,
Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul

deed

The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have Incens'd the seas and shores, yea all the crea

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 monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son l' the ooze is bedded; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.

Seb. But one fiend at a time,

I'll fight their legions o'er.

Ant. I'll be thy second.

[Exit.

[Exeunt SEB. and ANT. Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great guilt,

Like poison given to work a great time after,
Now 'gins to bite the spirits :-I do beseech you
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,
And hinder them from what this ecstacy*
May now provoke them to.

Adr. Follow, I pray you.

ACT IV.

[Exeunt.

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 hand: all thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Hea I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand, [ven, Do not smile at me, that I boast her off, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise, And make it halt behind her.

Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service

Did worthily perform; and I must use you
In such another trick: go, bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this
place:

Incite them to quick motion; for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.
Ari. Presently?

Pro. Ay, with a twink.

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 apTill thou dost hear me call. Ari. Well I conceive.

[proach, [Exit.

Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dal

broom groves,

Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor love, And thy sea-marge, sterile, and rocky-hard, Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard; Where thou thyself dost air: The queen o'

sky,

Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I, Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereig

grace,

To come and sport, her peacocks fly amain Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain. Enter CERES.

;

Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter; [ne'er Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers: And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown My bosky acres, and my unshrubb'd down, Rich scarf to my proud earth; Why hath thy [green?

queen

Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass'd
Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate;
And some donation freely to estate
On the bless'd lovers.

son

Dove-drawn with her: here thought they to have done

Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vous are, that no bed-rite shall be paid,
Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but in vain ;
Mar's hot minion is return'd again;
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will shoot no more, but play with
And be a boy right out.
[sparrows,
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

And honour'd in their issue.

SONG.

[be,

Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.
Cer. Earth's increase, and foisont plenty;
Barns, and garners never empty;
Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing;
Plants, with goodly burden bowing;
Spring come to you, at the farthest,
In the very end of harvest!
Scarcity, and want, shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.

Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly: May I be bold
To think these spirits?

Pro. Spirits, which by mine art

I have from their confines call'd to enact

My present fancies.

Fer. Let me live here ever;

So rare a wonder'd‡ father, and a wife,

Make this place Paradise."

the end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish.

Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot Is almost come.-----[To the spirits.] Well done ;--avoid ;---no more.

Fer. This is most strange: your father's in That works him strongly. some passion

Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd. Mira. Never till this day.

Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort,
As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, Sir:
Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,*
Leave not a rackt behind: We are such stuff

As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.---Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is
troubled.

Be not disturb'd with my infirmity:

If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell,
And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.

Fer. Mira. We wish you peace. [Exeunt.
Pro. Come with a thought:---I thank you :---
Ariel, come.

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Ari. Ay, my Commander: when I presented Ceres,

I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd, Lest I might anger thee.

Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?

Ari. I told you, Sir, they were red-hot with drinking;

So full of valour, that they smote the air

employment.

Pro. Sweet now, silence: Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; There's something else to do: husn, and be Or else our spell is marr'd. [mute, Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring brooks, [looks, With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land

Answer your summons; Juno does command: Come, temperate nymphs, and help to brate

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 fresn nymphs encounter every one In country footing.

Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards • Pluto + Abundance. Able to produce such wonders.

[lake

Pro. This was well done, my bird: Thy shape invisible retain thou still: The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither, For stalet to catch these thieves.

Ari. I go, I go.

[Exit.

Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature Nurtures can never stick; on whom my pains,

you,--

Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster.

Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still: Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to Shall hood-wink this mischance: therefore, speak softly,

All's hush'd as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,-

Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour 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 labour.

Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here, [enter: This is the mouth of the cell: no noise, and Do that good mischief, which may make this island

Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For ayet 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's along, And do the murder first: if he awake, From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with Make us strange stuff. [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 limes upon your fingers, and away with the rest. Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time,