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The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's | This wooden slavery, than I would suffer

dead,
And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crab-
bed;
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And he's composed of harshness. I must
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up,
Upon a sore injunction: My sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such
baseness

Had ne'er like executor. I forget:
But these weet thoughts do even refresh my
Most busy-less, when I do it.
[labours;

Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance.
Mira. Alas, now! pray you,

Work not so hard: I would, the lightning had
Burnt up these logs, that you are enjoin'd to
[burns,

pile!

Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this
Twill weep for having wearied you: My father
Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself;
He's safe for these three hours.

Fer. O most dear mistress,
The sun will set, before I shall discharge
What I must strive to do.

Mira. If you'll sit down,

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,
To make me slave to it; and, for your sake,
Am I this patient log-man.
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
What best is boded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of what else* i' the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mira. I am a fool,

To weep at what I am glad of.

[grace

Pro. Fair encounter
Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain
On that which breeds between them!
Fer. Wherefore weep you?
Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not

[offer

What I desire to give; and much less take,
What I shall die to want: But this is trifling
And all the more it seeks to hide itself,

The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful

cunning!

I'll bear your logs the while: Pray, give me that; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I'll carry it to the pile.

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. It would become me

As well as it does you: and I should do it
With much more ease; for my good will is to it,
And yours against.

Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected;

This visitation shows it.

Mira. You look wearily.

Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning

with me,

When you are by at night. I do beseech you, (Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,) What is your name?

Mira. Miranda :---O my father,
I have broke your hest to say so!
Fer. Admir'd Miranda!

Indeed, the top of admiration; worth
What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my my t too diligent ear: : for several virtues
Have I lik'd several women; never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,t
And put it to the foil: But you, O you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best.

Mira. I do not know

One of my sex; no woman's face remember,
Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen
More that I may call men, than you, good

friend,

And my dear father: how features are abroad,
I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,
(The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish
Any companion in the world but you;
Nor can imagination form a shape,
Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts
Therein forget.

Fer. I am, in my condition,
A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;
(I would, not so!) and would no more endure

I am your wife, if you will marry me;
If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
Whether you will or no.

Fer. My mistress, dearest,

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 farewell,

Till half an hour hence.

Fer. A thousand! thousand!

[Exeunt FER. and MIR.

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 business 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: Servant-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.

• Command

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*Whatsoever

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.

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murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers.

Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Prythee 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 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.

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;

Wilt thou destroy him then?

Ste. Ay, on mine honour.

Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of

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The clouds, methought, would open, and show | Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound,

riches

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, 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 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;

with travel, they

For, now they are oppress'd
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!

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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 we were boys, [eers, 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 [fellows Their proper selves. You fools! I and my

drown

well

Are ministers of fate; the elements Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as [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 fellowministers

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

Incens'd the seas and shores, yea an' the creaThe powers, delaying, forgetting, have

tures,

Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, 1, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once,) shall step by step attend
You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you

from

(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorAnd a cleart life ensuing. [row,

He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes, and carry out the table.

Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy

[present,

hast thou

[Aside.

Certainly. Wonder.

* Down.

Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: Of my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated, † Pure, blameless.

Alon. I cannot too much muse,§

* Our Lady. + Show.

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 i' 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.

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Do you love me, master? no.

Till thou dost hear me call.

[proach,

Gon. All three of them are desperate; their

Ari. Well I conceive.

[Exit.

[straw

great guilt,

[Exeunt SEB. and ANT.

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 HeaI 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.

Fer. I do believe it,

Against an oracle.

sition

Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquiWorthily 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 aspersiont 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 As Hymen's lamps shall light you.

Fer. As I hope

[heed,

For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st sug-
gestion

Our worser Genius can, shall never melt

Mine honour into lust; to take away

The edge of that day's celebration,
When I shall think, or Phœbus' steeds are

founder'd,

Or night kept chain'd below.

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

liance

Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are
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,*
Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.---
No tongue; all eyes; be silent.
[Soft music.

A Masque. Enter IRIS.

Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich lees Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep;

Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims,
Which spungy April at thy hest† betrims,
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and
broom groves,

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

Whose watery arch, and messenger, am 1, Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereiga grace,

Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, To come and sport, her peacocks fly amain; 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
queen
[green?
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.

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have done

Dove-drawn with her: here thought they to
Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows 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.

Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, Long continuance, and increasing, Hourly joys be still upon you! Juno sings her blessings on you.

[be,

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 nine 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.

[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 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 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

Fluto, † Abundance, & Able to produce such wonders.

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Fer. This is most strange: your father's in

some passion

That works him strongly.

Mira. Never till this day,
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,
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.

:

[Exeunt.

Fer. Mira. We wish you peace.
Pro. Come with a thought :---I thank you :---

Ariel, come.

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