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Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers; help to hear I'll have that gown.


my hogshead of wine is, or :'11 Trin. Thy grace shall bavo it.

turn you out of my kingdom: go to, carry this. Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you Trin. And this. mean,

Ste. Ay, and this.
To doat thus on such luggage ? Let's along,
And do the murder first: if he zvake,

A noise or hunters heurd. riter civers Spirits, its From toe to crown he'll fill our ekins with pinche: ;

shaj'c of hounds, and hunt them about. PROSPERO Make us strange stuff.

and ARIEL, setting them on. Ste. Be you quiet, monster. - Mieress line, is Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey! not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver ! line : now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, and prove a bald jerkin.

hark ! Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an't

[CAL. Sre. and Trin. are driven out. like your grace.

Go, charge my goblins that they grind their jomts Ste. I thank thee for that jest : here's a garment With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make king of this country: Steal by line and level, is an

them, excellent pass

there's another garment for't. Than pard, or cat o' mountain. Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your


Hark, they roar. fingers, and away with the rest.

Pro. Let them be hunted soundly : At this hour Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: time,

Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes

Shalt have the air of freedom : for a little, With foreheads villainous low.

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SCENE I.-- Before the Cell of Prospero. My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, Enter Prospero in his magick robes ; and ARIEL.

And they shall be themselves.

I'll fetch them, sir. (Exit Pro. Now does my project gather to a head : Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and Jy charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time

groves; Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? And ye, that on the sands with printless foot

Ari. On the sixth hour ; at which time, my lord, | Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, You said our work should cease.

When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that Pro.

By moon-shine do the green-sour ringlets make, When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime How fares the king and his?

Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice Ari.

Confin'd together To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid In the same fashion as you gave in charge ;

(Weak masters though ye be,) I have be-dimm'd Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners

The noon-tide


call'd forth the mutinous winds, In the lime-grove which weather-fends your cell; And 'twixt the green sea and the azur’d vault They cannot budge, till your release. The king, Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted; Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak And the remainder mourning over them,

With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Brim-full of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up Him you term’d, sir, The good old lord, Gonzalo ; The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops Have waked their sleepers; oped, and let them forth From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly works By my so potent art : But this rough magick them,

I here abjure: and, when I have requir'd That if you now beheld them, your affections Some heavenly musick, (which even now I do,) Would become tender.

To work mine end upon their senses, that Pro.

Dost thou think so, spirit ? This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.

Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,

And mine shall. And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling I'll drown my book.

(Solemn musick. Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,

Re-enter Ariel: after him, Alonso, with a frantich Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ?

gesture, attended by Gonzalo ; SEBASTIAN and Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the

Antonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and quick,

FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which PROSPERO Yet, with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury

had made, and there stand charmeil ; which ProsDo I take part : the rarer action is

PERO observing, speaks.
In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, A solemn air, and the best comforter
The sole drift of my purpose doth extend

To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains,
Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand,



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First, noble friend, Holy Goizalo, honourable man,

Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot Mine eyes, even sociable to the shew of thine, Be measur'd, or contin'd. Fall fellowly drops. The charın dissolves apace; Gon.

Whether this be, And as the morning steals upon the night,

Or be not, I'll not swear. Melting the darkness, so their rising senses


You do yet taste Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Their clearer reason. -

O my good Gonzalo. Believe things certain : Welcome, my friends My true preserver, and a loyal sir To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, Home, both in word and deed. Most cruelly

(Aside to SEB. and Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: I here could pluck his highness' frown upon Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;

And justify you traitors ; at this time Thou’rt pinch'd for’t now, Sebastian. Flesh and I'll tell no tales. blood,

Seb. The devil speaks in him.

14 suur. You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,


No: Expellid remorse and nature ; who, with Sebastian, For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother (Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong, Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive unet, | Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require Unnatural though thou art ! — Their understanding My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know, Begins to swell; and the approaching tide

Thou must restore. Will shortly fill the reasonable shores,


If thou beest Prospero, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, Give us particulars of thy preservation : That yet looks on me, or would know me: — Ariel, How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell ;

Were wreck'd upon this shore ; where I have lost,

[Erit Ariel. How sharp the point of this remembrance is! I will dis-case me, and myself present,

My dear son Ferdinand. As I was sometime Milan: - quickly, spirit ;


I am woe for't, sir. Thou shalt ere long be free.

Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience

Says it is past her cure. Ariel re-enters, singing, and helps to attire Prospero.


I rather think, ARI. Where the bee sucks, there suck I ;

You have not sought her help ; of whose soft grace
In a cowslip's bell I lie :

For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid,
There I couch when owls do cry.

And rest myself content.
On the bat's back I do fly,


You the like loss? After summer, merrily :

Pro. As great to me, as late ; and, portable Merrily, merrily, shall I live nou,

To make the dear loss, have I means much weaku Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

Than you may call to comfort you; for I

Have lost my daughter. Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel : I shall miss Alon.

A daughter ? chee;

O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so. — The king and queen there! that they were, I wish To the king's ship, invisible as thou art :

Myself were mudded in that oozy bed There shalt thou find the mariners asleep

Where my son lies. When did you lose your daugh Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain, Being awake, enforce them to this place;

Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords And presently, I pr’ythee.

At this encounter do so much admire, Ari. I drink the air before me, and return That they devour their reason ; and scarce think Or e'er your pulse twice beat. (Erit Ariel. Their eyes do offices of truth, their words Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze- Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have

Been justled from your senses, know for certain, Inhabits here : Some heavenly power guide us That I am Prospero, and that very duke Out of this fearful country!

Which was thrust forth of Milan ; who most strangely Pro.

Behold, sir king, Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was lande:l, The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero :

To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; For more assurance that a living prince

For 'tis a chronicle of day by day, Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; Not a relation for a breakfast, nor And to thee, and thy company, I bid

Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir ; A hearty welcome.

This cell's my court : here have I few attendants, Alon.

Whe'r thou beest he, or no, And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in. Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,

My dukedom since you have given me again,
As late I have been, I not know : thy pulse I will requite you with as good a thing;
Beats, as of flesh and blood ; and, since I saw thee, At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye,
The affliction of my mind amends, with which, As much as me my dukedom.
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave
(An if this be at all,) a most strange story.

The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers FER. Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat

DINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess.
Thou pardon me my wrongs:

But how should Vira. Sweet lord, you play me false.

No, my dearest love, Be living, and be here?

I would not for the world.






If this prove

Jira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should Is tight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when wrangle,

We first put out to sea. And I would call it fair play.

Sir, all this service Alon.

Have I done since I went.

Aside A vision of the island, one dear son


My tricksy spirit : Shall I twice lose.

Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen, Seb. A most high miracle !

From strange to stranger:- Say, huw came you Fer. Though the seas threaten they are merciful :

hither? I have curs'd them without cause.

Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, [Ferd. kneels to Alon. I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, dlon.

Now all the blessings And (how, we know not,) all clapp'd under hatches, Of a glad father compass thee about !

Where, but even now, with strange and several noises Arise, and say how thou cam’st here.

Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, Mira.

O! wonder! And more diversity of sounds, all horrible, How many goodly creatures are there here ! We were awak'd; straitway, at liberty: How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld That has such people in't!

Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master Pro.

'Tis new to thee. Capering to eye her: On a trice, so please you, Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast Even in a dream, were we divided from them, at play?

And were brought moping hither. Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours : Ari.

Was't well done? Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,

Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt Aside. And brought us thus together?

be free. Fer.

Sir, she's mortal ; Aion. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod: But, by immortal providence, she's mine ;

And there is in this business more than nature I chose her, when I could not ask my father

Was ever conduct of: some oracle
For his advice; nor thought I had one : she Must rectify our knowledge.
Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,


Sir, my liege, Of whom so often I have heard renown,

Do not infest your mind with beating on But never saw before ; of whom I have

The strangeness of this business : at pick'd leisure, Received a second life, and second father

Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you This lady makes him to me.

(Which to you shall seem probable,) of every Alon.

I am hers :

These happen'd accidents : till when, be cheerful, But 0, how oddly will it sound, that I

And think of each thing well.— Come hither, spirit; Must ask my child forgiveness !

(Aside. Pro.

There, sir, stop; Set Caliban and his companions free: Let us not burden our remembrances

Untie the spell. (Exit ARIEL.] How fares my graWith a heaviness that's gone.

cious sir? Gon.

I have inly wept,

There are yet missing of your company Or should have spoke ere this.

Look down, you Some few odd lads that you remember not. gods, And on this couple drop a blessed crown;

Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, STEPHANO, For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way

and Trinculo, in their stolen Apparel. Which brought us hither!

Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let nu Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo !

man take care for himself; for all is but fortune: Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio! Should become kings of Naples ? 0, rejoice

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my Beyond a common joy ; and set it down

head, here's a goodly sight. With gold on lasting pillars : In one voyage

Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;

How fine my master is ! I am afraid And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,

He will chastise me. Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom, Seb.

Ha, ha ; In a poor isle ; and all of us, ourselves,

What things are these, my lord Antonio ! When no man was his own.

Will money buy them? Alon.

Give me your hands : Ant. Very like; one of them

[To Frr. and Mir. Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart,

Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, That doth not wish you joy!

Then say, if they be true : - This mis-shapen Gon. Be t so! Amen!


His mother was a witch ; and one so strong Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain

That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, amazedly following:

And deal in her command, without her power : O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us !

These three have robb'd me: and this demi-devil I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,

(For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them This fellow could not drown: Now, blasphemy, To take my life: two of these fellows you That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore, Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the news? Acknowledge mine. Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found Cal.

I shall be pinch'd to death. Our king, and company : the next our ship, – Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split, - Seb. He is drunk now : where had he wine ?

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Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ? - Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train,
How cam'st thou in this pickle?

To my poor cell : where you shall take your rest
Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw For this one night; which (part of it,) I'll waste
you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it
bones : I shall not fear fly-blowing.

Go quick away: the story of my life,
Seb. Why, how now, Stephano?

| And the particular accidents, gone by,
Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a Since I came to this isle: And in the morn,

I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,
Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?

Where I have hope to see the nuptial
Ste. I should have been a sore one then.

Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd;
Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd And thence retire me to my Milan, where

[Pointing to Caliban. Every third thought shall be my grave.
Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, Alon.

I long
As in his shape : - Go, sirralı, to my cell;

To hear the story of your life, which must
Take with you your companions; as you look Take the ear strangely.
To have my pardon, trim it handsomely.


I'll deliver all;
Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,
And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass And sail so expeditious, that shall catch
Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,

Your royal fleet far off. - My Ariel ; – chick,
And worship this dull fool ?

That is thy charge; then to the elements

Go to ; away! Be free, and fare thou well! — [aside.) Please you,
Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where

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DUKE or Milan, father to Silvia.

Host, where Julia lodges in Milan. VALENTINE,

Out-laws. PROTEUS,

} Gentlemen of Verona ANTONIO, father to Proteus.

Julia, a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus. THURIO, a foolish rival to Valentine.

Silvia, the duke's daughter, beloved by Valentire. EGLAMOUR, agent for Silvia, in her escape. Lucetta, waiting-woman to Julia. SPEED, a clownish servant to Valentine. LAUNCE, servant to Proteus.

Servants, musicians. PANTHINO, servant to Antonio.

SCENE, Sometimes in VERONA ; sometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of MANTUA.



- An open place in Verona. With heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirtla, Enter Valentine and Proteus.

With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights :

If haply won, perhaps, a hapless gain; Val. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus; If lost, why then a grievous labour won ; Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits ; However, but a folly bought with wit, Wer't not, affection chains thy tender days

Or else a wit by folly vanquished. To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love,

Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me fool. I rather would entreat thy company,

Val. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you il To see the wonders of the world abroad,

prove. Than living dully sluggardiz'd at home,

Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at ; I am not love. Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.

Val. Love is your master, for he masters you: But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein, And he that is so yoked by a fool, Even as I would, when I to love begin.

Methinks should not be chronicled for wise. Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu ! Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest The eating canker dwells, so eating love Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel :

Inhabits in the finest wits of all. Wish me partaker in thy happiness,

Val. And writers say, As the most forward buc
When thou dost meet good hap: and, in thy danger, Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
If ever danger do environ thee,

Even so by love the young and tender wit
Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, Is turn’d to folly ; blasting in the bud,
For I will be thy bead’s-man, Valentine.

Losing his verdure even in the prime,
Val. And on a love-book pray for my success. And all the fair effects of future hopes.
Pro. Upon some book I love, I'll pray for thee. But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,

Val. That's on some shallow story of deep love, That art a votary to fond desire ?
How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont. Once more adieu : my father at the road

Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love ; Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd. For he was more than over shoes in love.

Pro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine. Val. 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love, Val. Sweet Proteus, no ; now let us take our leave. And yet you never swam the Hellespont.

At Milan, let me hear from thee by letters, Pro. Over the boots ? nay, give me not the boots. Of thy success in love, and what news else Val. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not.

Betideth here in absence of thy friend; Pro.

What ? And I likewise will visit thee with mine. Val.

To be Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan! In love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy Val. As much to you at home! and so, farewell. looks,


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