Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas Whose shadow the dismisséd bachelor loves, Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines called to enact My present fancies. Fer. Let me live here ever; So rare a wondered father, and a wife, [JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on With your sedged crowns and ever harmless looks, Leave your crisp channels, and on this green 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-burned sicklemen, of August weary, 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. As if you were dismayed: be cheerful, sir: Ari. Ay, my commander; when I presented Ceres, I thought to have told thee of it; but I feared, Lest I might anger thee. Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets? Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking: So full of valour, that they smote the air ears, Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses, Which entered their frail shins: at last I left them Pro. This was well done, my bird; Thy shape invisible retain thou still: The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither, For stale to catch these thieves. 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 footfall: 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 hushed as midnight yet. Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the poolSte. 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, This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter. 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! Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown. Trin. Thy grace shall have it. Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean, To doat thus on such luggage? Let's along, Ste. Be you quiet, monster.-Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin. Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an't like your grace. Ste. I thank thee for that jest: here's a garment for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this country: "Steal by line and level," is an excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for 't. Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest. Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time, And all be turned to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villanous low. Ste. Monster, lay to your fingers: help to bear this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom: go to, carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Ay, and this. A 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! [CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, are driven out. Pro. When first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the king and his followers? In the same fashion as you gave in charge; In the lime-grove which weather-fends your cell; His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit. And ye, that on the sands with printless foot By my so potent art: But this rough magic Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed; which PROSPERO observing, speaks. A solemn air, and the best comforter Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, To him thou followest; I will pay thy graces Home, both in word and deed.-Most cruelly You brother mine, that entertained ambition, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them [Exit ARIEL. I will discase me, and myself present, |