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ACT III GON. Marvellous sweet music! smug af Ge

ALON. Give us kind keepers, Heavens!

SEB. A living drollery. Now I will believe
That there are Unicorns; that, in Arabia

What were


There is one Tree, the Phoenix' throne; one Phoenix
At this hour reigning there.


I'll believe both;

And what does else want credit, come to me,

And I'll be sworn 'tis true. Travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn 'em.


If in Naples

I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say I saw such Islanders

(For, certes, these are people of the Island),

Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,
Their manners are more gentle-kind than of

Our human generation you shall find

Many, nay, almost any.

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Thou hast said well; for some of you there present
Are worse than devils.


I cannot too much muse

Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing (Although they want the use of tongue) a kind

Of excellent dumb discourse.



Praise in departing!2 [aside.

No matter, since

FRAN. They vanish'd strangely.



They have left their viands behind; for we have


Will 't please you taste of what is here?

GON. Faith, Sir, you need not fear.


Not I.

When we were

Who would believe that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at


Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men

Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find

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Each putter-out of five for one1 will bring us
Good warrant of.


I will stand to, and feed,

Although my last: no matter, since I feel

The best is past.-Brother, my Lord the Duke,
Stand to, and do as we.


Thunder and Lightning. Enter ARIEL like a Harpy,
claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint
device, the Banquet vanishes.

ARI. You are three men of sin, whom Destiny
(That hath to instrument this lower world
And what is in 't) the never-surfeited sea
Hath caus'd to belch up; yea, and on this Island
Where man doth not inhabit: you 'mongst men
Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;

[Seeing ALON., SEB., etc., draw their swords.
And even with such like valour, men hang and drown
Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows
Are Ministers of Fate: the Elements,

Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs

Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish

One dowle2 that's in my plume; my fellow Ministers
Are 'like-invulnerable: if you could hurt,

Your swords are now too massy for

your strengths,
And will not be uplifted. But, remember
(For that's my business to you), that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Expos'd unto the sea (which hath requit3 it)
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed

The Powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace. Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once) shall step by step attend

You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you

(Which here, in this most desolate Isle, else falls

1 insurer against accidents of travel.

2 film of down.

3 requited.







Upon your heads) is nothing, but heart-sorrow
And a clear1 life ensuing.

He vanishes in Thunder: then (to soft music) Enter the
Shapes again, and dance (with mockes 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 life2

And observation strange, my meaner Ministers

Their several kinds have done. My high charms work,
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 lov'd darling and mine.


GON. I' the name of something holy, Sir, why stand you
In this strange stare?

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.




But one fiend at a time,

I'll fight their legions o'er.


I'll be thy second.

[Exeunt SEB. and ANT.

GON. All three of them are desperate: their great guilt

(Like poison given to work a great time after)
Now 'gins to bite their spirits. I do beseech you,
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,

And hinder them from what this ecstasy

May now provoke them to.


1 blameless.

Follow, I pray you.


2 full energy of mind.

Sc. I

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SCENE I. Before PROSPERO's Cell.


PRO. If I have too austerely punish'd you,
Your compensation makes amends; for I
Have given you here a third of mine own life,
Or that for which I live; who once again
I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love, and thou

Hast strangely1 stood the test: here, afore Heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand!

Do not smile at me, that I boast of her,

For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
And make it halt behind her.


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
With full and holy rite be minister'd,

No sweet aspersion shall the Heavens let fall

To make this contract grow; but barren Hate,
Sour-ey'd Disdain, and Discord, shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly,
That you shall hate it both: therefore, take heed,
As Hymen's lamp shall light you!


As I hope

For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,

With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,

The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion

Our worser Genius can, shall never melt

Mine honour into lust, to take away

The edge of that day's celebration,



When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, 30

Or Night's kept chain'd below.

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Sc. I

Fairly spoke:
Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.-
What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel!

Enter ARIEL.

ARI. What would my potent master? here I am.
PRO. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
Did worthily perform; and I must use you
In such another trick. Go, bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this place:
Incite them to quick motion; for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art: it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.

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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:1

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!

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IRIS. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,

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