Bear with my weakness, my old brain is troubled;
Be not disturbed with my infirmity;

If thou be pleas'd, retire into my cell,
And there repofe: a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.

Fer. Mira. We wish your peace.

[Exeunt Fer. and Mira. Pro. Come with a thought;- -I thank you: Ariel, come.

Profpero comes forward from the Cell; 'enter
Ariel to him.

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; what's thy pleasure?
Pro. Spirit,

We mull prepare to meet with Caliban. +

Ari. Ay, my commander; when I prefented Ceres, I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd,

nificancy of human things. For thinking men are never under greater depreffion of mind than when they moralize in this manner; and yet, if we turn to the occafion of his diforder, it does not appear, at firft view, to be a thing capable of moving one in Profpero's circumftances. The Plot of a contemptible Savage and two drunken Sailors, all of whom he had abfolutely in his power. There was then no apprehension of danger. But if we look more nearly into the cafe we shall have reafon to admire our Author's wonderful knowledge of nature. There was fomething in it with which great minds are moft deeply affected, and that is the Senfe of Ingratitude. He recalled to mind the Obligations this Caliban lay under for the Inftructions he had given him, and the conveni

encies of life he had taught him to ufe But these reflections on Caliban's Ingratitude would naturally recal to mind his brother's: And then these two working together were very capable of producing all the diforder of paffion here reprefented.-That thefe two, who had received, at his hands, the two best gifts mortals are capable of, when rightly employed, Regal power and the Ufe of reafon; that these, in return, fhould confpire against the life of the Donor, would furely afflict a generous mind to its utmoft bearing. WARBURTON.

+ Meet with Caliban.] To meet with is to counteract to play Stratagem againt Stratagem.The Parfon knows the temper of every one in his house, and accord ingly either meets with their vices, or advances their virtues

HERBERT'S Country Parfon.

Left

Left I might anger thee.

Pro. Say again where didft thou leave these varlets?
Ari. I told you, Sir, they were red hot with drink-

ing;

So full of valour, that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kiffing of their feet; yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unbackt colts, they prick't their ears,
• Advanc'd their eye lids, lifted up their noses,
As they smelt musick; so I charm'd their ears,
That, calf like, they my lowing follow'd through
Tooth'd-briars, fharp furzes, pricking gofs and thorns,
Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left them
I'th' filthy mantled pool beyond our cell,

There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake
O'er ftunk their feet.

Pro. This was well done, my bird;

Thy shape invifible retain thou still;

The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither,
For ftale to catch thefe thieves,

Ari. I go, I go.

Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture can never ftick; on whom my pains,
Humanly taken, all, all loft, quite loft;
And, as with age, his body uglier grows,

So his mind cankers; I will plague them all,

Even to roaring: come, hang them on this line. [Profpero remains invifible.

SCENE V.

Enter Ariel loaden with glistering apparel, &c. Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all wet.

Cal. Pray you, tread foftly, that the blind mole

may not

Hear a foot fall; we are now near his cell.

Ste. Monfler, your Fairy, which you fay is a harmlefs Fairy, has done little better than plaid the Jack with us.

Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse pifs, at which my nofe is in great indignation.

Ste. So is mine: do you hear, monster? if I fhould take a displeasure against you; look you

Trin. Thou wer't but a loft monster.

Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still: Be patient, for the prize, I'll bring thee to,

Shall hood-wink this mifchance: therefore, speak foftly;

All's hufht as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,Ste. There is not only difgrace and difhonour in that, monster, but an infinite lofs.

Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmlefs Fairy, monfter.

Ste. I will fetch off my Bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour.

Cal. Pr'ythe, my King be quiet: feeft thou here, This is the mouth o'th' cell; no noife, and enter; Do that good mifchief, which may make this Island Thine own for ever; and I, thy Caliban,

For ay thy foot-licker.

He has plaid Jack with a lantern, has led us about like an

ignis fatuus, by which travellers are decoyed into the mire.

Ste.

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

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.

Trin. Oh, ho, monfter; 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.

Cal. The dropfy drown this fool! what do you

mean,

To doat thus on fuch luggage? let's along,
And do the murder firft: if he awake,

From toe to crown he'll fill our fkins with pinches ;
Make us ftrange stuff.

Ste. Be you quiet, monster. Miflrefs 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. Do, do; we fteal by line and level, and't like your Grace...

Ste. I thank thee for that jet, here's a garmentfor't: wit fhall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this country: fteal by line and level, is an excellent pafs of pate; there's another garment for't.

Trin. Monster, come, put fome + lime upon your" fingers, and away with the reft.

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

6 Trin. O King Stephano! O Peer! O worthy Stephano! Look what a wardrobe here is for thee!] The Humour of these lines confift in their being an allufion to an old celebrated Ballad, which begins thus, King Stephen was a worthy Peer

and celebrates that King' parfimony with regard to his wardrobe.

There are two Stanzas of this ballad in Othello. WARBURTON.

F 4

First Edit. let`s alone. + That is Birdlime.

With

With foreheads villainous low.

Ste. Monster, lay to your fingers; help to bear this away, where my hogfhead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom; go to, carry this. Trin. And this

Ste. Ay, and this.

A noife of bunters beard. Enter divers spirits in shape of bounds, hunting them about; Proípero and Ariel fetting them on. Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, driven out roaring.

Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey.

Ari. Silver; there it goes, Silver.

Pro. Fury, Fury; there, Tyrant, there; hark, hark.

[To Ariel.] Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints

With dry convulfions; fhorten up their finews

With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make them,

Than pard, or cat o'mountain.

Ari. Hark, they roar.

Pro. Let them be hunted foundly. At this hour.

Lye at my mercy all mine enemies:

Shortly fhall all my labours end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom. For a little,
Follow, and do me service.

[Exeunt.

ACT