Cal. Thou mak'ft me merry; I am full of pleasure; Let us be jocund. Will you troul the catch, You taught me but while-ere?

Ste. At thy requelt, monfter, I will do reafon, any reafon. Come on, Trinculo, let us fing. [Sings.

Flout 'em, and skout'em; and fkout'em, and flout em; thought is free.

Cal. That's not the tune.

[Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe.

Ste. What is this fame ?

Trin. This is the tune of our catch, play'd by the picture of nobody.

Ste. If thou be'ft a man, fhew thyself in the likeness; if thou be'ft a devil, take't as thou lift.

Trin. O, forgive me my

fins!

Ste. He that dies, pays all debts. I defy thee. Mercy upon us!

Cal. Art thou afraid?

Ste. No, monster, not I.

Cal. Be not afraid; the isle is full of noifes,
Sounds, and fweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twanging inftruments

Will hum about mine ears, and fometimes voices;
That, if I then had wak'd after long fleep,

Will make me fleep again; and then in dreaming,

The clouds, methought, would open, and fhew riches Ready to drop upon me; that when I wak'd, *

I cry'd to dream again.

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I fhall have my mufic for nothing.

Cal. When Profpero is deftroy'd.

Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the ftory. Trin. The found is going away; let's follow it, and after do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could fee this taborer. He lays it on.

Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow Stephano. [Exeunt.

SCENE

SCENE III. Changes to another part of the island. Enter Alonso, Sebaftian, Anthonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francifco, &c.

Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, Sir; My old bones ake: here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights and meanders! by your patience, I needs muft reft me.

Alon. Old Lord, I cannot blame thee,

Who am myself attach'd with wearinefs,
To th' dulling of my fpirits: fit down and reft.
Ev'n here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd,
Whom thus we ftray to find, and the fea mocks
Our fruftrate fearch on land. Well, let him go.
Ant. I am right glad that he's fo out of hope.
[Afide to Seb.
Do not, for one repulfe, forego the purpofe
That you refolv'd t' effect.

Seb. The next advantage
Will we take throughly.

Ant. Let it be to-night;

For, now they are opprefs'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use fuch vigilance,
As when they're fresh.

Seb. I fay, to-night: no more.

Solemn and strange mufic; and Profpero on the top, invi fible. Enter feveral strange shapes, bringing in a ban quet, and dance about it with gentle actions of falutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart. Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!

Gon. Marvellous fweet mufic!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heaven! 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 phoenix
At this hour reigning there.

Ant. I'll believe both:

And what does elfe want credit, come to me,

And I'll be fworn 'tis true. Travellers ne'er did lye.

2

Though

Though fools at home condemn 'em.

Gon. If in Naples

I fhould report this now, would they believe me?
If I fhould fay, I faw fuch islanders:

(For, certes, these are people of the island),
Who tho' they are of monstrous fhape, yet, note,
Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many; nay, almost any.

Pro. Honeft Lord,

Thou haft faid well; for fome of you there present Are worse than devils.

Alon. I cannot too much muse,

Such fhapes, fuch gelture, and fuch found, expreffing (Although they want the ufe of tongue) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pro. Praise, in departing

Fran. They vanish'd ftrangely.

Seb. No matter, fince

They've left their viands behind; for we have ftomachs. Wilt please you taste of what is here?

Alon. Not I.

Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were

boys,

Who would believe, that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapt like bulls whofe throats had hanging at 'em Wallets of flesh, or that there were fuch men,

Whofe heads ftood in their breafts 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, fince I feel
The best is paft. Brother, my Lord the Duke,
Stand to, and do as we.

* It was a cu2om heretofo e, for people, upon their going forth to travel, to put out fums of money upon contracts, to receive h. fame back with incre le upon their retu n; which increase bo e a proportion to the le gh and danger of the voyages they undertook; and upon those which were very long and very azardous fometimes rofe to 500 per cent.

See Ben Johnson, Every man out of his humour, act, 2. scene 3.
See alfo Morifon's Itinerary, part 1. p. 198.

VOL. I.

F

SCENE

SCENE IV. Thunder and lightning.

Enter Ariel like a harpy, claps his wings upon the table, and with a queint device the banquet vanishes.

Ari. You are three men of fin, whom destiny (That hath to inftrument this lower world, And what is in't) the never-furfeited fea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit, you 'mongst men Being moft unfit to live. I have made you mad; And ev n with fuch like valour men hang and drown Their proper felves. You fools! I and my fellows

[They draw their fwords.

Are minifters of fate; the elements,
Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs
Kill the ftill-clofing waters, as diminish

One down that's in my plume: my fellow-ministers
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your fwords are now too mafly for your strengths,
And will not be uplifted. But remember,
(For that's my business to you), that you three
From Milan did fupplant good Profpero:
Expos'd unto the fea (which hath requit it)
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the feas and fhores. yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace: thee of thy fon, Alonfo,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Ling'ring perdition, worfe than any death
Can be at once, fhall ftep by step attend

You and your ways; whofe wrath to guard you from, (Which here in this moft defolate ifle elfe falls

Upon your heads), is nothing but heart's forrow,
And a clear life enfuing.

He vanishes in thunder: then, to foft mufic, Enter the Shapes again, and dance with mops and moves, and carrying out the table.

Pro. Bravely the figure of this harpy haft thou Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: Of my inftruction halt thou nothing 'bated,

In

In what thou hadft to fay: fo with good life,
And obfervation strange, my meaner ministe
Their feveral kinds have done; my high charms work,
And these, mine enemies, are all knit up

In their distractions: they are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, whilst I vifit
Young Ferdinand, (whom they fuppofe is drown'd),
And his and my lov'd darling.

[Exit Profpero from above. Gon. I' th' name of fomething holy, Sir, why stand In this strange stare?

[you

Alon. O, it is monstrous ! monstrous! "Methoughts the billows fpoke, and told me of it; "The winds did fing it to me; and the thunder, "That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounce'd "The name of Profper: it did bafe my trespass. Therefore my fon i' th' ooze is bedded; and I'll feek him deeper than e'er plummet founded, 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 fecond.

Gon. All three of them are defperate;

"guilt,

[Exit.

"Like poifon giv'n to work a great time after, "Now 'gins to bite the fpirits. I do befeech you, That are of fuppler joints, follow them swiftly; And hinder them from what this ecftafy

May now provoke them to.

Adri. Follow, I pray you.

[Exeunt.

ACT IV. SCENE I.
Profpero's cell.

Enter Profpero, Ferdinand, and Miranda.
F I have too aufterely punish'd you,
Your compenfation makes amends; for I
Have giv'n 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