loss; Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish delicate temperance. Hath made his meal on thee ! Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Fran. Sir, he may live, Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly de- I saw him beat the surges under him, lirered. And ride upon their backs; le trod the water, Adr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. Whose enmity lie flung aside, and breasted Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. The surge most swoln that met him ; bis bold head Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen. 'Bove the contentious waves be kept, and oar'd Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life. Himself with his god arms in lusty stroke Ant. True ; save means to live. To the shore, that o'er his ware-worn basis bow'd, Seb. Of that there's none, or little. As stooping to relieve him; I not doubt, Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks ! bow He came alive to land. green! Alon. No, no, be's gone. Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny. Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Seb. With an eye of green in't. Ant. He misses not much. That would not bless our Europe with your Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. daughter, Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed al. But rather lose her to an African; most beyond credit) Where sbe, at least, is banish'd from your eye, Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. Wbo bath cause to wet the grief on't. Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, Alon. Pr’ytbee, peace. drencbed in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their Seb. You were kneel'd to, and importun'd otherfreshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than wise stain'd with salt water. By all of us; and the fair soul berself Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, Weigh'd, between loathness and obedience, at would it not say, be lies? Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have lost Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. your son, Gon. Metbinks, our garments are now as fresh as I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have when we put them on first in Afric, at the mar. More widows in them of this business' making, riage of the king's fair daughter Claribel, to the Than we bring men to comfort them: the fault's king of Tonis. Your own. Seb.'I' as a sweet marriage, and we prosper woll Alon. So is the dearest of the loss, in our return, Gon. My lord Sebastian, Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such a The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, paragon to their queen. And time to speak it in; you rub the sore, Gor. Not since widow Dido's time. When you should bring the plaster. Ant. Widow? a pox o'that! How came that Seb, Very well. widow in? Widow Dido! Ant. And most chirurgeonly. Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir, good lord, how you take it! When you are cloudy. Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me Seb. Foul weather? study of that : She was of Carthage, not of Tunis. Ant. Very foul. Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. Gon. Had I plantation of this isle, my lord,-Adr. Carthage ? Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. Gon. I assure you, Carthage. Seb. Or docks, or mallows. Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Ant. Wbat impossible matter will be make easy Gon. l' the commonwealth, I would by contraries pert! Execute all tbings : for no kind of trafic Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his Would I admit; no name of magistrate ; pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Letters should not be known; no use of service, Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Of riches, or of poverty; no contracts, bring forth more islands. Successions, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, nono : Gon. Ay? No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation; all men idle, all; Seb. And yet he would be king ov't. Ant. And the rarest that e'er came tbere. Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets Seb. 'Bate, I beseecb you, widow Dido. the beginning. Ant. (), widow Dido; ay, widow Dido. Gon. All things in common nature should produce Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, day I wore it? I mean, in a sort. Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Ant. That sort was well fish'd for. Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? Of its own kiod, all foizon, all abundance, Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, To feed my innocent people. against Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ? The stomach of my sense : 'Would I had never Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Married my daughter there! for, coning thence, Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, To excel the golden age. Who is so far from Italy remov'd, Seb. 'Sare his lujosty: : ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir Ant. Long live Gonzalo' to me. me, He's gone. Gon. 0, Ant. Pr’ythee, no more: thou dost talk nothing if you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Wbiles thus you mock it! bow, in stripping it, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are Most often do so near the bottom run, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always By their own fear, or sloth. use to laugh at nothing. Seb. Pr‘ythee, say on : Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at. The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclain Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am no. A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, thing to you: so you may continue, and laugh at which throes thee much to yield. nothing still. Ant. Thus, sir: Ant. What a blow was there given ? Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Seb. An it bad not failen flat-long. (Who shall be of as little memory, Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you When he is earth’d,) hath here almost persuaded would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would (For he's a spirit of persuasion only,) continue in it five weeks without changing. l'he king, his son's alive : 'tis as impossible Enter Ariel invisible, playing solemn music. That he's undrown'd, as he that steeps here, swims. Seb. I have no hope Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. That be's undrown'd. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Ant. 0, out of that no hope, Con. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure Wbat great hope bave you! no hope, that way, is my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me Another way so high an hope, that even asleep, for I am very beavy ? Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, Ant. Go sleep, and hear us. But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with (All sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant. Alor.. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes That Ferdinand is drown'd? Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : 1 Seb. find, Ant. Then, tell me, They are inclin'd to do so. Who's the next heir of Naples? Claribel. Ant. She that is queen of Tunis: she that dwells It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, Ten leagues beyond man's life;she that from Naples It is a comforter. Can have no note, unless the sun were post, (The mani'the moon's too slow,) till new-bom chins Will guard your person while you take your rest, Be rough and razorable ; she, from whom And watch your safety. We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Alon. Thank you: wondrous beavy:-- And, by that, destin'd to perform an act, [Alonzo sleeps. Exit Ariel. Whereof wbat's past is prologue; what to come Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them? In your's and my discharge. Ant. It is the quality o' the climate. Seb. What stuff is this?-How say you? Seb. Why 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis: Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not So is she heir of Naples ; 'twixt which regions Myself dispos’d to sleep. There is some space. Ant. Nor I; my spirits are nimble. Ant. A space whose every cubit They fell together all, as by consent ; Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel They dropp'd, as by a thunder stroke. What might, Measure us back to Naples?-Keep in Tunis, Worthy Sebastian ?-0, what might?-No more :- And let Sebastian wake !-Say, this were death And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, That now bath seiz'd them; why, they were no What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; and Tuan now they are : There be, that can rule Naples, My strong imagination sees a crown As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate Dropping upon thy head. As amply and unnecessarily, Seb. What, art thou waking ? As this Gonzalo; I myself could make Ant. Do you not hear me speak ?. A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore Seb. I do; and, surely, The mind that I do! what a sleep were this It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st For your advancement! Do you understand me? Out of thy sleep: What is it thou did'st say ? Seb. Methinks, I do. This is a strange repose, to be asleep. Ant. And how does your content standing, speaking, moving, Tender your own good fortune ? And yet so fast asleep. Seb. I ren mber, Ant. Noble Sebastian, You did supplant your brother Prospero. Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st Ant. True: Whiles thou art waking. And, look, how well my garments sit upon me; Seb. Thou dost snore distinctly; Much feater than before : My brother's servants There's meaning in thy snores. Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Ant. Ay, sir ; where lies that? if it were a kibe Trebles thee o'er. 'Twould put me to my slipper : But I feel not Seb. Well; I am standing water. This deity in my bosom, twenty consciences, Ant. I'll teach you bow to flow. That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they, Seb. Do so: to ebb, And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, Hereditary sloth instructs me. No better than tho earth he lies upon, worse With eyes wide open ; If he were that which now he's like: whom I, Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire, For every trifle are they set up in me: All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues Seb. Thy case, dear friend, Do biss me into madness:-Lo! now ! lo! Enter TRINCULO. For bringing wood in slowly : I'll fall fat; dat. Draw together : Perchance, he will not mind me. And when I rear my hand, do you the like, Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear of To fall it on Gonzalo. any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I Seb. 0, but one word. hear it sing i' the wind : yond' saroe black cloud, [They converse apart. yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my bead : Ari. My master through bis art foresees the danger yond' same cloud cannot chuse but fall by pailfulls That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, What have we here? a man or a fish ́ 'Dead or (For else his project dies,) to keep them living. alive? A fish : be smells like a fish; a very ancient (Sings in Gonzalo's ear. and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, While you here do snoring lie Poor John. A strange fish! Were I in England Open-ey'd conspiracy now (as once I was), and had but this fish painted, His time doth take: not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of If of life you keep a cure, silver: there would this monster make a man; any Shake off slumber, and beware: strange beast there makes a man : when they will Awake! Awake! not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will Aut. Then let us both be sudden. lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Leyg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o'my troth! I [They awake. Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer; this Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you by a thunder-bolt. [Thunder.) Alas! the storm is no fish, but an islander, that bath lately suffered drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking ? is come again: my best way is to creep under bis Gon. What's the matter? gaberdine; there is no other shelter hereabout: Seb. Whiles we stood bere securing your repose, I will bere shroud, till the dregs of the storin be Misery acquaints a m'in with strange bedfellows. Even now, we heard a bollow burst of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions ; did it not wake you? past. It struck mine ear most terribly. Alon. I heard nothing. Enter Steruano, singing ; a bottle in his hand. Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; Stk. I shall no more to sea, to sea, To make an earthquake sure it was the roar Here shall I die a-shore ; Of a wbule berd of lions. Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo ? Well, here's my comfort. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral [Drinks. Gon. Upon nine honour, sir, I heard a humming, And that a strange one too, which did awake me : The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I, I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd, The gunner, and his mate, I saw their weapons drawn :- there was a noise, Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, That's verity: 'Best stand upon our guard ; But none of us car'd for Kute: Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons. For she had a tongue with a tang, Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur Would cry to a suilor, Go, hang: ther search She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch, for my poor son. Yet a tuilor might scratch her where e'er she did itch Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts! Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang. For he is, sure, i' the island. This is a scurvy tune too But here's my comfort. Alon. [Drinks. Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have Cal. Do not torment me: 0! doce : [ Aside. Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? so, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. Do you put tricks upon us with Savages, and men of Inde ? Ha! I bare not 'scap'd drowning, to be SCENE 11.-Another part of the Island. afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood. make him give ground : and it shall be said so A noise of thunder heard. again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up Cal. The spirit torments me: O! From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make bir Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, legs ; who bath got, as I take it, an ague : Where Anu'set I needs must curse. But ther'll sor vinch, the devil should be learn our language? I will give Lead away thee : him some relief in it be but for that: If I can re- | Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure tbee: I was cover bim, and keep him tame, and get to Naples, the man in the mocn, when time was. with bim, he's at present for any emperor that ever Cal. I have seen thee in ber, and I do adore trod on neat's-leather. Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee My mistress showed me thee, thy dog, and bush. I'll bring my wood home faster. Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I will Ste. lle's in his fit now; and does not talk after furnish it anon with new contents : swear. the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle : if he have T'rin. By this good light, this is a very shallow never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove monster:--1 aseard of him? a very weak monster : his fit: if I can recover him, and keep bim tame, Il-The man i’ the moon ?-a most poor credulous will not take too much for him: he shall pay for monster : Well drawn, inonster, in good sooth. him that bath bim, and that soundly. Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt island; Anon, I know it by thy trembling; And kiss thy foot : I pr’ythee, be my god. Now Prosper works upon thee. Trin. By this light, a most perfidi'us and Sie. Come on your ways. open your mouth : drunken monster; when bis god's asleep, he'll rob here is that which will give language to you, cat; his bottle. open your mouth : this will shake your shaking, 1 Cal. I'll kiss thy foot : I'll swear myself thy subcan tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell ject. who's your friend : open your chaps again. Ste. Come on then; down and swear. Trin. I should know that voice: It should be Trin. I sbail laugh myself to death at this But he is drowned; and these are devils: 0! de- puppy-beaded monster: a most scurvy monster! | fend me! could find in my heart to beat him,Sle. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate S:e. Come, kiss. monster! His forward voice now is to speak well T'rin, — but that the poor monster's in drink; of bis friend ; his backward voice is to utter foul An abominable monster! speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my Cal. I'll shew thee the best springs; I'll pluck bottle will recover bim, I will help his aguo: Come thee herries. ---Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth. I'li fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. Trin. Stephano, A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! Sle. Dotli thy other mouth call me? Mercy ! I'll bear lim no more sticks, but follow thee, mercy! This is a devi!, and no monster: I will Thou wond’rous man. leave bim; I have no long spoon. Trin. A most ridiculous monster! to make a Trin. Stephano !-if thou beest Stephano, touch wonder of a poor drunkard. me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo ;-be not Cai. I pr’ytheo, let me bring thee where crabs afeard,--thy good friend Trinculo. grow; Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth ; l'ul And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; pull thee hy ibe lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, in To share the nimble marmozet ; I'll bring thee deed : low cam'st thou to be the siege of this To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee moon-calf? Can be vent Trinculos ? Young sea-mells from the rock : Wilt thou go with Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder me ? stroke :-But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I Ste. I pr'ytkee now, lead the way, without any hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm more talking.–Trinculo, the king and all our comover-blown ? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's pany else being drown'd, we will inherit bere.gaberdine, for fear of the storm : And art thou Here; bear my bottle. Fellow Trinculo, re'll fill living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans bim by and bý again. 'scap'd ! Cal. Farewell, master : furewell, farewell. Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my sto Sings drunkenly. mach is not constant. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. Cal. These he fine things, and if they be not Cal. No onore dams I'll make for fish; sprites. Nor fetch in firing That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : Al requiring, I will kneel to bim. Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish; Ste. How did'st thou 'scape ? bow cam'st thou 'Ban 'Bar, Ca--Caliban, hither? swear by this bottle, how tbou cam'st bi Has a new master-Get a new man. ther. I escaped upon a butt of sack, wbich the sailors heaved over-board, by this bottle! which i Freedom, hey-day! hey.day, freedom ! freedom, made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, bey-day, freedom!" Sie. O hrave monster ! lead the way. (Exeunt, since I was cast a-shore. Cal. l'li swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Truo subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Ste. Here ; swear then how thou escap dst. Trin. Svam a shore, man, like a duck; I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. ACT III. . Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. SCENE 1.- Before Prospəro's Cell Trin. O Stephano, bast any more of this? Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log. Sle. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, Fer. There be some sports are painful; but their moon-calf? how does thine ague? labour Cal. Hast thou not dropped from hearen ? Delight in them sets off': some kinds of baseness Are nohly undergone; and most poor matters Fer. I am, in my condition, (I would, not so !) and would no more endure speak; And he's compos'd of barshness. I must remove The very instant that I saw you, did Some thousands of these logs, and pile tbem up, My heart fly to your service; tiere resides, l'pon a sore injunction: My sweet mistre:s To make me slave to it; and for your sake, Weeps when she sees me work; and says such Am I this patient log-man. baseness Mira. Do you love me? Had ne'er like executor. I forget : Fer. O heaven, 0 earth, bear witness to this But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my sound, labours; And crown what I profess with kind event, Most busy-less, when I do it. If I speak true ; if hellowly, invert What best is boded me, to mischief ! I, Enter MIRANDA, and PROSPERO at a distance. Beyond all limit of what else i' the world, Mira. Alas, now! pray you, Do love, prize, honour you. I am a fool, Pro. Fair encounter 'Twill weep for having wearier you: My father Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself; On that which breeds between them ! He's safe for these three hours. Fer. Wherefore weep you? Fer. O most dear mistress, Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer The sun will set, before I sball discharge What I desire to give; and much less take, What I must strive to do. What I shall die to want : But this is trifling ; Mira. If you'll sit down, And all the more it seeks to hide itself, I'll bear your logs the while: Pray, give me that; The bigger bulk it shews. Hence, bashful cunI!} carry it to the pile. ning! Fer. No, precious creature : And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! You may deny me; but I'll be your servant, It would become me Whether you will or no. As well as it does you: and I should do it Fer. My mistress, dearesi, With much more ease; for my good will is to it, And I thus humble ever. And yours aga lst. Mira. My husband then? Pro. Poor worm ! thou a infected; Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing This visitation shows it, As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand. Mira. You look wearily. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't : And now Fer. No, noble mistress ; 'tis fresh morning with farewell, Till half an hour hence. When you are by at night. I do beseech you, Fer. A thousand ! thousand ! (Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,) [Eveunt FiR. ana Min. What is your name? Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Mira. Miranda :-O my father, Who are surpriz'd with all; but my rejoicing I have broke your best to say so! At nothing can be more. I'll to my book; Fer. Admir'd Miranda For yet ere supper time, must I perform Indeed, the top of admiration ; worth Much business appertaining. [Erit. What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. I bave ey'd with best regard ; and many a time The barmony of their tongues bath into bondage Enter STEPHANO and TRINCULO; CALIBAN followBrought my too diligent ear: for several virtues ing with a bottle. Have I lik'd several women; Dever any Ste. Tell not me ;-when the butt is out, we will With so full soul, but some defect in her drink water; not a drop before : therefore bear up, Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd, and board 'em : Servant-monster, drink to me. And put it to the foil : But you, O you, Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island ! So perfect, and so peerless, are created They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are Of every creature's best. three of them; if the other two be brained like us, Mira. I do not know the state totters. One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee; Sare, from my glass, mine own ; cor have I seen thy eyes are almost set in thy head. More that I may nall men, than you, good friend, Trin. Wbere should they be set else ? he were a And my dear faihe, how features are abroad, bravo monster indeed, if they were set in his tail, I am skill-less o'; but, by my modesty, Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue (The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish in sack : for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I Any companion in the world but you; swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty Nor can imagination form a shape, leagues, off and on, by this light.- Thou shalt be Beside yourself, to like of; But I prattle my lieutenant, monster, or my standard. Something too wildly, and my father's pracepts Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; be's no Toerein forget. standard. me, |