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Lingering perdition (worse than any death
You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you
(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow, And a clear life ensuing.
He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes, and carry out the table.
Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated,
In what thou hadst to say so, with good life,
And these, mine enemies, are all knit up
In their distractions: they now are in my power; And in these fits I leave them, whilst I visit
Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown'd,) And his and my lov'd darling.
[Exit Prospero from above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you
In this strange stare?
Alon. O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded. [Exit.
But one fiend at a time,
(1) Pure, blameless.
I'll fight their legions o'er.
I'll be thy second.
Like poison given to work a great time after,
Follow, I pray you.
SCENE I.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Prospero, Ferdinand, and Miranda.
Pro. If I have toc austerely punish'd you,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
Against an oracle.
I do believe it,
Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: But
If thou dost break her virgin knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
(1) Alienation of mind.
No sweet aspersion1 shall the heavens let fall
As I hope
With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den,
Mine honour into lust; to take away
The edge of that day's celebration,
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, Or night kept chain'd below.
Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last
Did worthily perform; and I must use you
Pro. Ay, with a twink.
Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go,
And breathe twice; and cry, so, so;
Each one, tripping on his toe,
Will be here with mop and mowe :
Do you love me, master? no.
Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: Do not approach, Till thou dost hear me call.
Well I conceive.
Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious, Or else, good night, your vow!
Fer. I warrant you, sir; The white-cold virgin snow upon my heart Abates the ardour of my liver.
Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary,1 Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.No tongue; all eyes; be silent. [Soft music. A Masque. Enter Iris.
Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,
Here on this grass-plot, in this very place,
Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
On the bless'd lovers.
Tell me, heavenly bow,
Of her society
Be not afraid: I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her son Dove-drawn with her: here thought they to have
Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Highest queen of state,
Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait.
Juno. How does my bounteous sister? Go with
To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be, And honour'd in their issue.