Trin. Monster, I do fmell all horfe-pifs, at which my nofe is in great indignation,''

Ste. So is mine: do you hear, monfter? If I Thould take a displeasure against you; look you

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Trin. Thou wer't but a loft monster.

Cal. Good, my lord, give me thy favour ftill: Be patient, for the prize, I'll bring thee to, Shall hood-wink this mifchance; therefore, fpeak foftly: All's hufht as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lofe our bottles in the pool,

Ste. There is not only difgrace and difhonour in that, monfter, but an infinite lofs.

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

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

Cal. Pr'ythee, 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 lfland Thine own for ever; and I, thy Caliban,

For ay thy foot-licker.

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

thoughts. me thy hand

Trin. O King Stephano! O Peer! Oworthy 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 fhall have it.

Cal. The droply 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 frange fluff.co

Ste. Be you quiet, monsters Miftrefs line, is hot this my jerkin now is the jerkin under the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lofe your hair, and prove a jerkin.

bald

Trin

Trin. Do, do; we fteal by line and level, an't like your Grace.

Ste. I thank thee for that jeft, here's a garment for'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. Moniter, come, put fome lime upon your finaway with the rest.

gers,

and

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

With foreheads villanous low.

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Ste. Monfter, 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.

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A noife of bunters heard. Enter divers fpirits in shape of bounds, hunting them about; Profpero and Ariel fetting them on. Calib. Steph. and Trinc. driven out roaring.

Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey.

Ari. Silver; there it goes, Silver.

Pro. Fury, Fury; there, Tyrant, there; hark, hark Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulfions; fhorten up their finews

With aged cramps; and more pinch-fpotted 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 fervice,

[Exeunts.

ACT

A C T V

SCENE, before the Cell.

Enter Profpero in his magick Robes, and Ariel.

N

PROSPER 0.

WOW does my project gather to a head;

My charms crack not; my fpirits obey, and time Goes upright with his carriage: how's the day? Ari. On the fixth hour, at which time, my lord, You faid, our work fhould cease.

Pro. I did fay fo,

When first I rais'd the tempeft; fay, my fpirit,
How fares the King and's followers?

Ari. Confin'd

In the fame fashion as you gave in charge;
Juft as you left them, all your prifoners, Sir,
In the Lime-Grove which weather-fends your cell.
They cannot budge, 'till you releafe. The King,
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted;
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of forrow and difmay; but, chiefly,
Him that you term'd the good old lord Gonzalo;
His tears run down his beard, like winter drops
From eaves of reeds; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em
That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.

Pro. Do'st thou think fo, fpirit?

Ari. Mine would, Sir, were I human.
Pro. And mine fhall.

Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
Of their afflictions, and fhall not myself,
One of their kind, that relish all as harply,
Paffion'd as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ?·

Tho

Tho' with their high wrongs I am ftruck to th' 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 fole drift of my purpose doth extend

Not a frown further; go, release them, Ariel;
My charms I'll break, their fenfes I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.

Ari. I'll fetch them, Sir.

[Exit. groves,

Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, ftanding lakes and
And ye, that on the fands with printless foot
Do chafe the ebbing Neptune; and do fly him,
When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that'
By moon fhine do the green four ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whofe paftime
Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice
To hear the folemn curfew; by whofe aid
(Weak mafters tho' ye be) I have be-dimm'd
The noon-tide fun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,
And 'twixt the green fea and the azur'd vault
Set roaring war; to the dread ratling thunder
Have I giv'n fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own bolt: the ftrong-bas'd promontory
Have I made hake, and by the fpurs plackt up
The pine and cedar: graves at my command (15)
Have wak'd their fleepers; op'd, and let them forth
By my fo potent art. But this rough magick
I here abjure; and when I have requir'd
Some heavenly mufick, which even now I do,
To work mine end upon their fenfes, that
This airy charm is for;) I'll break my staff;
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth;
And, deeper than did ever plummet found,
I'll drown my book. i

(15) Graves at my command

[Solemn mufick.

Have wak'd their Sleepers ;] As odd, as this Expreffion is, of Graves waking their Dead, instead of, the Dead waking in their Graves, I believe, it may be juftified by the Ufage of

Poets

Hera

Here enters Ariel before; then Alonfo with a frantick gefture, attended by Gonzalo. Sebaftian and Anthonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and Francifco. They all enter the circle which Profpero had made, and there ftand charmed; which Profperò obferving, speaks. A folemn air, and the best comforter

To an unfettled fancy, cure thy brains

Now useless, boil'd within my skull! There ftand,
For you are spell-ftopt.

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,

Mine eyes, ev'n fociable to th' fhew of thine,
Fall fellow-drops.

-The charm diffolves apace

And as the morning fteals upon the night,
Melting the darkness; fo their rifing fenfes
Begin to chafe the ign'rant fumes, that mantle
Their clearer reafon. O my good Gonzalo,
My true preferver, and a loyal Sir

To him thou follow'ft; I will pay thy graces
Home both in word and deed.

Most cruelly
Didft thou, Alonfo, ufe me and my daughter:

Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;

Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebaftian, flesh and blood. (16)
You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,

Expell'd remorfe and nature; who with Sebaftian
(Whofe inward pinches therefore are moft ftrong)
Would here have kill'd your King; I do forgive thee,
Unnat'ral though thou art. Their understanding
Begins to fwell, and the approaching tide
Will fhortly fill the reafonable fhore,

That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them, That yet looks on me, or would know me Ariel, etch me the bat and rapier in my cell;

will dif-cafe me, and myfelf prefent,

[Exit Ariel, and returns immediately.

(16) Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebaftian. Flesh and Blood] I by no means think, this was our author's Pointing or that it gives us his Meaning. He would fay, that Sebaftian now was pinch'd thro' and thro for his Trefpafs; felt the Punishment of it all over his Body.

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