Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows, Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows,

And be a boy right out.
Cer.
Highest queen of state,
Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait.
Enter JUNO.

Juno. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me, [be, To bless this twain, that they may prosperous And honour'd in their issue.

SONG.

Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.
Cer. Earth's increase, and foison plenty;
Barns and garners never empty;
Vines, with clust'ring bunches grow.
ing;

Plants, with goodly burden bowing;
Spring come to you, at the farthest,
In the very end of harvest!
Scarcity and want shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly: May I be bold
To think these spirits?

Pro. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'd to enact My present fancies. Fer. Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder'd † father, and a wife, Make this place Paradise.

[JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment.

land

Answer your summons; Juno does command: Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate A contract of true love; be not too late.

Enter certain Nymphs.

You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Come hither from the furrow, and be merry; Make holiday: your rye-straw hats put on, And these fresh nymphs encounter every one In country footing.

Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish.

Pro. [aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy

• Abundance..

Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates,
Against my life; the minute of their plot
Is almost come. (To the spirits.] Well
done; avoid; no more.

Fer. This is most strange; your father's in some passion

That works him strongly.
Mira.
Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.
Never, till this day,
Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort,
As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir:
Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.-Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is

troubled.

Be not disturb❜d with my infirmity:
If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell,
And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.
Fer. Mira.
We wish your peace.
[Exeunt.
Pro. Come with a thought:-I thank you :--
Ariel, come.

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented
Ceres,

I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd,
Lest I might anger thee.

varlets?

Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these [drinking; Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with So full of valour, that they smote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground For kissing of their feet: yet always bending Towards their project: Then I beat my tabor, At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their ears,

Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses,
That,calf-like, they my lowing follow'd,through
As they smelt music; so I charm'd their ears,
Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss, and
thorns,
[them
Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left

I' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul
O'erstunk their feet.
[lake

Pro.

Thy shape invisible retain thou still:
This was well done, my bird:
The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither,
Fer stale to catch these thieves.
Ariy

I go, I go. { Exit.

Vanished.

C 3

Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains, Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost; And as, with age, his body uglier grows, So his mind cankers: I will plague them all, Re-enter ARIEL loaden with glistering apparel, &c.

Even to roaring:-Come,hang them on this line. PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO; all wet.

Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not

Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack+ with us.

Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation.

Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you; look you,

Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster. Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still: Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore, speak softly,

All's hush'd as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,— Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss. Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.

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

Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here,

[enter : This is the mouth of the cell: no noise, and Do that good mischief, which may make this island

Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For ayet thy foot-licker.

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. O, ho, monster; we know what belongs to a frippery:-O king Stephano!

Trin. And this..
Ste. Ay, and this.

noise of hunters heard.

Enter divers Spirits, in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on.

Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey!

Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver! Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark!

[CAL. STE. and TRIN. are driven out. Go,charge my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted Than pard, or cat o' mountain." [make them, Ari. Hark, they roar.

Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: At this Lie at any mercy all mine enemies: [hour Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Shall have the air at freedom: for a little, Follow, and do me service..

[Exeunt.

Ariel. On the sixth hour; at which time, You said our work should cease. [my lord, I did say so. When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the king and his?

Pro.

Ari. Confin'd together In the same fashion as you gave in charge; Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners

+

+ Ever. Leopard.

Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; And to thee, and thy company, I bid

A hearty welcome. Alon.

Whe'r thou beest he, or no,
Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,
As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse
Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw
thee,

The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave
(An if this be at all,) a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should
Prospero

Be living, and be here?
Pro.

First, noble friend,

Let me embrace thine age; whose honour
Be measur'd or confin'd.
[cannot
Whether this be,

Gon.

Or be not, I'll not swear. Pro.

You do yet taste

Some subtleties o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain:-Welcome, my friends

all:

But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,
[Aside to SBB. and ANT.
I here could pluck his highness' frown upon
And justify you traitors; at this time [you,
I'll tell no tales.
Seb. The devil speaks in him. [Aside.
Pro.
No:-
For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive
Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require
My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.

Alon.
If thou beest Prospero,
Give us particulars of thy preservation:
How thou hast met us here, who three hours
since
[lost,
Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have
How sharp the point of this remembrance is!
My dear son Ferdinand.
Pro.

I am woet for't, sir. Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and Patience Says, it is past her cure. Pro.

I rather think,

That they devour their reason; and scarce think
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have
Been justled from your senses,know for certain,
That I am Prospero, and that very duke
Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most
strangely
[landed,
Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was
To be the lord on't. No more yet of this;
For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,
Not a relation for a breakfast, nor
Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir;
This cell's my court: here have I few attendants
And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in.
My dukedom since you have given me again,
I will requite you with as good a thing;
At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye,
As much as me my dukedom."

The entrance of the cell opens, and discovers FERDINAND and MIRANDA play. ing at chess.

If this prove

A vision of the island, one dear son
Shall I twice lose.
Seb.
A most high miracle!
Fer.Tho'the seas threaten,they are merciful:
I have curs'd them without cause.

[FERD. kneels to ALON.
Now all the blessings

Alon.
Of a glad father compass thee about!
Arise, and say how thou cam'st here.
Mira.
O! wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new
That has such people in't!
[world,
Pro.
'Tis new to thee.
Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou
wast at play?

Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
And brought us thus together?

Fer.
Sir, she's mortal;
But, by immortal Providence, she's mine;
I chose her, when I could not ask my father
For his advice; nor thought I had one she
Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,
of whom so often I have heard renown,
But never saw before; of whom I have
Received a second life, and second father
This lady makes him to me.

Alon.

I am her's:
But O, how oddly will it sound, that I
Must ask my child forgiveness!
Pro.

There, sir, stop:
Let us not burden our remembrances
With a heaviness that's gone.
Gon.
I have inly wept,
Or should have spoken ere this. Look down,
you gods,salon

• Whether.

Bearable. *

And on this couple drop a blessed crown;
For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way
Which brought us hither!
Alon.
I say, Amen, Gonzalo!
Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his
issue

Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common joy; and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,
Where he himself was lost; Prospero his
dukedom,

In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,
When no man was his own*.

Alon.
Give me your hands:
[TO FER. and MIR.
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart,
That doth not wish you joy!
Gon.
Be't so! Amen!
Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and
Boatswain amazedly following.
O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us!
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown:-Now, blas-
phemy,
[shore?
That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on
Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the
[found

news?

Boats. The best news is, that we have safely Our king and company; the next, our ship,Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split,

Is tight and yaret, and bravely rigg'd, as when
We first put out to sea.
Ari.

Sir, all this service
Have I done since I went.
[Aside.
Pro.
My tricksy spirit!
Alon. These are not natural even's; they
strengthen,
[hither?
From strange to stranger:-Say, how came you
Bouts. If I did think, sir, I were well awake,
I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep,
And (how, we know not,) all clapp'd under
hatches,
[noises
Where, but even now, with strange and several
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains,
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty;
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master
Cap'ring to eye her: On a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought moping hither.
Ari.

Was't well done?

Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou [Aside. shalt be free.

Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men

trąd:

And there is in this business more than nature
Was ever conduct of: some oracle
Mast rectify our knowledge.

Pro.
Sir, my liege,
Do not infest your mind with beating on

In his senses. + Ready.

The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure,

Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you (Which to you shall seem probable,) of every These happen'd accidents: till when, be cheerful,

And think of each thing well.-Come hither, spirit; [Aside.

Set Caliban and his companions free :
Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares
my gracious sir?

There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STE-
PHANO, and TRINCULO, in their stolen
apparel.

Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune:-Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio!

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.

Cal. O Setebos,these be brave spirits indeed!
How fine my master is! I am afraid
He will chastise me.

Seb.
Ha, ha;
What things are these, my lord Antonio ?
Will money buy them?

Ant.

Very like; one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, [knave, Then say, if they be true: -This mis-shapen His mother was a witch; and one so strong That could controul the moon, make flows and

ebbs,

And deal in her command, without her power: These three have robb'd me; and this demidevil

(For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them
To take my life: two of these fellows you
Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.
Cal.
I shall be pinch'd to death.
Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken
butler ?

Seb. He is drunk now; Where had he wine?
Alon, And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where

should they

Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ?-How cam'st thou in this pickle?

Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my boues: I shall not fear fly-blowing.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano?

Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp.

Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?
Ste. I should have been a sore one then.
Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I

look'd on. [Pointing to CALIBAN, Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners As in his shape :-Go, sirrah, to my cell; Take with you your companions; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. § Conductor.

H Honest.