And, look, how well my garments sit upon me;
Much feater than before: My brother's servants
Were then my fellows, now they are my men.
Seb. But, for your conscience

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[ther, 15

Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? If it were a kybe, 10
Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not
This deity my bosom: twenty consciences,
That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candy'd be they,
And melt, e'er they molest. Here lies your bro-
No better than the earth he lies upon,
If he were that which now he's like, that's' dead;
Whom I with this obedientsteel, three inches of it,
Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus,
To the perpetual wink, for ay 2 might put
This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who
Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest,
They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk;
They'll tell the clock to any business that
We say bents the hour.

Seb. Thy case, dear friend,
Shall be my precedent, as thou gott'st Milan,
I'll come by Naples. Draw tny sword: one stroke
Shallfree thee from the tribute which thou pay'st;
And I the king shall love thee.

Ant. Draw together:

And when I rear my hand, do you the like
To fall it on Gonzalo.

Seb. O, but one word. [They converse apart.

Enter Ariel, with musick and song. Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger

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By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me,
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll not pinch,
Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me the mire,
Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark
30 Out of my way, unless he bid'em; but
For every tritie they are set upon me:
Sometime like apes, that moe and chatter at me,
And atter, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which
Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount
351 heir pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I
Ail wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues,
Do hiss ine into ma ness:-Lo! now! lo!
Enter Trinculo.

That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth
(For else his project dies) to keep them living.
[Sings in Gonzalo's ear. 40
While you here do snoring lie,
Open-end conspiracy

His time doth take:

If of life you keep a care,
Shake of slumber, and beware:

Awake! awake!

Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king!
[They awake.

Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me,
For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat;
Perchance be will not mind me.

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Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it singing the wind: yond' same black 45 cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a tou! bumbard • that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head youd' same cloud cannot chuse but tall by pailfuls.-What have we here? a man or a fish?

Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake? Why are 50 Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a

you drawn?

Wherefore this ghastly looking?

Gon. What's the matter?

Stb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? It strook mine ear most terribly.

very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I was) and had but this fish painted, not a holiday-fool there but would 55 give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man'; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fius like 60 arins! Warm, o' my troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer; this is no fish, but 1i. e. that is, id est. 2 For ever. A hint of villany. Having your swords drawn. Make mouths. Bumbard means, in this place, a large vessel for holding drink. make a man's fortune; similar to Wickham's motto, Learning makes a man.

Alon. I heard nothing.

Ant. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; To make an earthquake! sure, it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions.

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an

Jof his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: Come- Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth.

Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; "I have no long spoon.

Trin. Stephano!-if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo; -be not afraid,-thy good friend Trinculo.

Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's 15 legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: How can'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? can he vent Trinculos?

Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunderstroke:-But art thou not drown'd, Stephano? I 20hope now, thou art not drown'd. Is the storm over-blown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: And art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd!

Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant.

Cal. These beline things, an ifthey be not sprights.
That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor:
I will kneel to him.

Ste, How dids't thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? swear, by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore.

Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true subject; for the liquor is not earthly.

Ste. Here; swear then, how escap'dst thou? Trin. Swoin a-shore, man, like a duck; I can 40 swim like a duck, I'll be sworn.

A gaberdine is properly the coarse frock or outward garment of a peasant, and is still worn by the peasants in Sussex. i e. e. any sum, or ever so much. 3 Tremor is always represented as the effect of being possess'd by the devil. * Alluding to an old proverb, that good liquor will me ke

a cat speak. Means, stop your draught. Alluding to the proverb, long spoon to eat with the devil. Siege signifies stool in every sense of the word, and is here used in the dirtiest.

III.

Fer. No, precious creature;

30'd had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonour undergo, While I sit lazy by.

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Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task
Would be as heavy to me, as odious; but
The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is
Ten times more gentle, than her father's crabbed; 40
And he's compos d of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them
Upon a sore injunction: My sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such
Had ne er like executor. I forget: [baseness 45
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my la-
Most busy-less, when I do it.
[bours:

up,

Enter Miranda, and Prospero at a distance.
Mera. Alas, now! pray you,
Work not so hard; I would, the lightning had
Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile!
Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this burns,
Twill weep for having weary'd you: My father
Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself;
He's safe for these three hours.

Fer. O most dear mistress,

The sun will set before I shall discharge
What I must strive to do.

Mira. If you'll sit down,

Mira. It would become me

As well as it does you: and I should do it
With much more ease; for my good will is to it,
And yours it is against.

Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected;
This visitation shews it.

Mira. You look wearily.

Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning
with me,

When you are by at night. I do beseech you,
(Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers)
What is your name?

Mira. Miranda: O my father,

I have broke your hest to say so!
Fer. Admir'd Miranda!

Indeed, the top of admiration; worth

What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
50I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I lik'd several women; never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
55 Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,
And put it to the foil: but you, O you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best.

Mira. I do not know

I'll bear your logs the while: Pray, give me that :60 One of my sex; no woman's face remember, I'll carry it to the pile.

Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen

1 Mr. Steevens supposes, that, by an error of the press, scamel has been here substituted for seamell, a species of bird mentioned by Willughby. For behest, or command.

More

Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this 20
And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert

What best is boded me, to mischief! I,

Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not
What I desire to give; and much less take
What I shall die to want: But this is trifling;
And all the more it seeks to hide itself, [ning! 35
The bigger bulk it shews. Hence, bashful cun-
And prompt me, plain and holy innocence !
I am your wife, if you will marry me;

If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow'
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
Whether you will or no.

Fer. My mistress, dearest,
And I thus humble ever.
Mira. My husband then?

Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing

As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand.
Mira. And mine with my heart in't:" and now
Till half an hour hence.
[farewell,

Fer. A thousand, thousand!

Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, with a

Ste. Tell not me;-when the butt is out, we

will drink water; not a drop before: therefore 60

1 Companion. Meaning he is so much intoxicated, as not to be able to stand. The quibble between standard an ensign, and standard a fruit-tree that grows without support, is evident. * Debauched.

Cal. Art thou affeard '?

Ste. No, monster, not I.

Cal. Be not atfeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments[not. Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,

30 Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, Theclouds,methought, wouldopen,andshewriches Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak’d, cry'd to dream again.

Changes to another part of the island. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Anthonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco, &c.

Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed, 50 Through forth-rights, and meanders! By your I needs must rest me.

Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am my-elf attach'd with weariness,
To the dulling of my spirits: sit down and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd,
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go.
Ant. [Aside to Sebastian.] I am right glad that
he's so out of hope.

Alluding to the striped or fool's coat worn by Trinculo, who in the ancient dramatis personæ is called a jester, and not a sailor. 2 Means probably to dismiss it trippingly from the tongue, The provincial mode in Staffordshire and the adjoming counties of pronouncing the word afraid. 1. e. The diminutive only of our lady, i. e. ladykin.