Enter CERES.

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Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing; 112
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.

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

Pro.

Spirits, which by mine art 120
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 wise,
Makes this place Paradise.

[JUNO and CERES whisper, and send
IRIS on employment.
Pro.
Sweet, now, silence! 124
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously,
There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiades, of the windring brooks,

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With your sedg'd crowns, and ever-harmless looks,

Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land Answer your summons: Juno does command.

You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Come hither from the furrow, and be merry: Make holiday: your rye-straw hats put on, 136 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 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 140 Against my life: the minute of their plot

Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done! avoid; no more!

Fer. This is strange: your father's in some passion

That works him strongly.

Mira. Never till this day 144 Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd. 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, 148 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, 153 Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff 156 As dreams are made on, 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.

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We wish your peace.

[Exeunt. Pro. Come with a thought!-[To them.] I thank thee: Ariel, come!

Enter ARIEL.

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I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd 168 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;

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So full of valour that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kissing of their feet; yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor;
At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their
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Advanc'd their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music: so I charm'd their ears
That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd through
Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss and
thorns,

ears,

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Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left them I' the filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell, There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake O'erstunk their feet.

Pro.

This was well done, my bird. 184 Thy shape invisible retain thou still: The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither, For stale to catch these thieves.

Ari.
I go, I go. [Exit.
Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains, 189
Humanely taken, are all lost, quite lost;
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all, 192
Even to roaring.

Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering
apparel, &c.

Come, hang them on this line. 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. 195 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.

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We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak softly;

All's hush'd as midnight yet.

pleasure?

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,

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The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown further. Go, release them, Ariel.
My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.

Ari.
I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit.
Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes,
and groves;

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And ye, that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back; you demi-puppets, that 36 By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime

Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, 40 Weak masters though ye be--I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,

And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread-rattling thunder 44 Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar: graves at my command 48 Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let them forth

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By my so potent art. But this rough magic
I here abjure; and, when I have requir'd
Some heavenly music,-which even now I do,-
To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And, deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book.
[Solemn music.
Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a
frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; SEBAS-
TIAN 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, boil'd within thy skull!
stand,

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Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.-O good Gonzalo!
My true preserver, and a loyal sir

To him thou follow'st, I will pay thy graces
Home, both in word and deed.-Most cruelly
Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter:72
Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;—
Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh
and blood,

You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian,76

Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,— Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee,

Unnatural though thou art!-Their understanding

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Begins to swell, and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores
That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them
That yet looks on me, or would know me.-Ariel,
Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell:-

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[Exit ARIEL.

I will discase me, and myself present,
As I was sometime Milan.—Quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire
米
PROSPERO.

Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I
In a cowslip's bell I lie;

There I couch when owls do cry.

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Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall

miss thee;

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But yet thou shalt have freedom;-so, so, so.—
To the king's ship, invisible as thou art:
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Under the hatches; the master and the boat-
swain

Being awake, enforce them to this place, 100
And presently, I prithee.

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit.

Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement

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For you are spell-stopp'd.
Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,
Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine,
Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night, 65

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Behold, sir king, The wronged Duke of Milan, Prospero. For more assurance that a living prince Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; And to thee and thy company I bid A hearty welcome.

First, noble friend, 120
Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot
Be measur'd, or confin'd.
Gon.

Or be not, I'll not swear.
Pro.

Whether this be,

You do yet taste Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain.-Welcome! my friends all:125

[Aside to SEB. and ANT.] But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,

I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you,
And justify you traitors: at this time 128
I will tell no tales.

Seb. [Aside.] The devil speaks in him.
Pro.

No.
For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive
Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require 132
My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.

Alon. If thou beest Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation; How thou hast met us here, who three hours since 136 Were wrack'd upon this shore; where I have lost,— How sharp the point of this remembrance is!— My dear son Ferdinand. Pro.

I am woe for 't, sir. Alon. Irreparable is the loss, and patience Says it is past her cure.

Upon this shore, where you were wrack'd, was landed,

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To be the lord on't. No more yet of this;
For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,
Not a relation for a breakfast nor
Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir;
This cell's my court: here have I few attendants
And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in.
My dukedom since you have given me again,168
I will requite you with as good a thing;
At least bring forth a wonder, to content ye
As much as me my dukedom.

The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers
FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess.
Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.
Fer.

No, my dearest love, 172

I would not for the world.

Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should

Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful:

I have curs'd them without cause.

[Kneels to ALON. Alon. Now, all the blessings Of a glad father compass thee about! Arise, and say how thou cam'st here. Mira.

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O, wonder!

How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in 't!

Pro.
'Tis new to thee. 184
Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou
wast at play?

Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
And brought us thus together?

Fer.

Sir, she is mortal; 188 But by immortal Providence she's mine;