Enter Ceres.

Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my Sowers
Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers:
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky1 acres, and my unshrubb'd down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth; Why hath thy queen
Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass'd green?
Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate;

And some donation freely to estate
On the bless'd lovers.
Cer.

Tell me, heavenly bow,

If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know,
Do now attend the queen? since they did plot
The means, that dusky Dis? my daughter got,
Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company
I have forsworn.

Juno. How does my bounteous sister? Go with

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 foizon3 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.

I have from their confines call'd to enact

My present fancies.

Fer.

There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring
brooks,

With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks,
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 certam Reapers, properly habited; they
join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; to-
wards 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 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,5
Leave not a rack 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 your peace.
[Exeunt.

Pro. Come with a thought:-I thank you :-
Ariel, come.

Enter Ariel.

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; What's thy pleasure?

Spirits, which by mine art

Pro.

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Ceres,

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

Pro.

employment.

Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;

Spirit,

Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented

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?

Sweet now, silence;

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

Woody. (2) Pluto. (3) Abundance.
Able to produce such wonders. (5) Vanished.

probable that the author wrote track.
(6) A body of clouds in motion; but it is most

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I go, I go. [Exit.

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 pinches;
Make us strange stuff.

Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture2 can never stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as, with age, his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers: I will plague them all,
Re-enter Ariel loaden with glistering apparel, &c.
Even to roaring:--Come, hang them on this line.
Prospero and Ariel remain invisible. Enter Cali-
ban, 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.

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. 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 favour still:

Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an'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.

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.

Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes

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.

With foreheads villanous low.

Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.

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. 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,

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.

This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter:
Do that good mischief, which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,

For aye1 thy foot-licker.

thoughts.

Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody
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.

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,

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.

Than pard, or cat o' mountain.

Ari.

Hark, they roar.

Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: at this hour
Lie at my mercy all mine enemies;
Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little,
Follow, and do me service.

ACT V.

[Exeunt.

In the same fashion as you gave in charge;
Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners
In the lime-grove which weather-fends your cell;
They cannot budge, till you release. The king,
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted;
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly
Him you term'd, sir, The good old lord Gonzalo;

Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops

mean,

(1) Bait. (2) Education. (3) Jack with a lantern.

(4) Ever. (5) A shop for sale of old clothes.

(6) Bird-lime. (7) Leopard.
(8) Defends from bad weather.

From eaves of reeds :1 your charm so strongly works || Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter:

them,
That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.
Pro.

Dost thou think so, spirit?

Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.
Pro.

And mine shall.

Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
Of their afflictions; and shall not my self,

One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,

Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd 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,
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.

I'll fetch them, sir.

[Exit.

Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes,
and groves;

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

Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us

Out of this fearful country!

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.

Whe'r3 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,
The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
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

Be living, and be here?
Pro.

Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot

Be measur'd, or confin'd.
Gon.

Or be not, I'll not swear.

Pro.

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

But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,
[Aside to Seb. and Ant.
I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you,
(3) Whether.

h

If thou beest Prospero,

Give us particulars of thy preservation;

How thou hast met us here, who three hours since
Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost,
How sharp the point of this remembrance is!

My dear son Ferdinand.

Pro.

I am wol for't, sir.

Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and Patience

Says, it is past her cure.

Pro.

I rather think

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's mortal;

But, by immortal Providence, she's mine;
I chose her, when I could not ask my father
For his advice; nor thought I had one: she
Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,
Of whom so often I have heard renown,
But never saw before; of whom I have
Receiv'd a second life, and second father

You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace, This lady makes him to me.

For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid,

And rest myself content.

Alon.

You the like loss?

Alon.

A daughter?

O heavens! that they were living both in Naples,
The king and queen there! that they were, I wish
Myself were mudded in that oozy bed

Where my son lies. When did you lose your
daughter?

Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords
At this encounter do so much admire,
That they devour their reason; and scarce think
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath; but, howsoe'er you have
Been justled from your senses, know for certain,
That I am Prospero, and that very duke

Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely
Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was

landed,

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,
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 Fer-
dinand and Miranda playing at chess.

Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.

Fer.

I would not for the world.

No, my dearest love,

Pro.

There, sir, stop:

Let us not burden our remembrances
With a heaviness that's gone.

Gon.

I have inly wept,
Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods,
And on this couple drop a blessed crown;
For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way
Which brought us hither!

Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful;

I have curs'd them without cause.

Alon.

Alon.

I say, Amen, Gonzalo!

Gon, Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue
Should become king of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common joy; and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,
Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom,
In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,
When no man was his own.3

[Ferd. kneels to Alen.
Now all the blessings

Of a glad father compass thee about!

Alon.

Give me your hands: [To Fer. and Mira.

Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart,
That doth not wish you joy!
Gon.

Be't so! Amen!

Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain
amazedly following.

O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us!
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown:-Now, blasphemy,
That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?
Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news?
Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found
Our king and company: the next our ship,-
Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split,-
Is tight and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when
We first put out to sea.

TEMPEST.

Do not infest your mind with beating on
The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure,
Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you
(Which to you shall seem probable,) of every
These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful,
And think of each thing well. -Come hither, spirit;
[Aside.

Set Caliban and his companions free:

Untie the spell. [Exit Ariel.] How fares my gra

cious sir?

There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads, that you remember not.

Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and
Trinculo, in their stolen apparel.

Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune :Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio!

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.

Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed!
How fine my master is! I am afraid
He will chastise me.

Seb.

Ha, ha;

What things are these, my lord Antonio?

Will money buy them?
Ant.

Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.

Very like; one of them

Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my

lords,

Then say, if they be true: 2 This mis-shapen knave,
His mother was a witch; and one so strong
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
And deal in her command, without her power:
These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil
(For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them

(1) Conductor.

(2) Honest.

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I shall be pinch'd to death.
Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler!
Seb. He is drunk now: Where had he wine?
Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should

they

Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them?-
How cam'st thou in this pickle?

you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones:
Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw
I shall not fear fly-blowing.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano?

Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a

cramp.

Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?
Ste. I should have been a sore one then.
Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd on.
[Pointing to Caliban.

As in his shape:-Go, sirrah, to my cell;
Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners,
Take with you your companions; as you look
To have my pardon, trim it handsomely.

Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter,
And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass
Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,
And worship this dull fool!

Pro.

Go to; away!

Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where
you found it.
Seb. Or stole it, rather.

Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train,
[Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin.
For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste
To my poor cell: where you shall take your rest
Go quick away: the story of my life,
With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it
And the particular accidents, gone by,
Since I came to this isle: And in the morn,
I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,
Where I have hope to see the nuptial
Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd;
And thence retire me to my Milan, where
Every third thought shall be my grave.
Alon.

Take the ear strangely.
To hear the story of your life, which must

Pro.

I long

And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,
I'll deliver all;
Your royal fleet far off. - My Ariel;-chick, -
And sail so expeditious, that shall catch
That is thy charge; then to the elements
Be free, and fare thou well!-[aside.] Please you
[Exeunt.

draw near.

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