ACT III GON. Marvellous sweet music!д ві Sc. III ALON. Give us kind keepers, Heavens! What were these? SEB. A living drollery.1 Now I will believe That there are Unicorns; that, in Arabia There is one Tree, the Phœnix' throne; one Phœnix At this hour reigning there. ANT. I 'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, Though fools at home condemn 'em. GON. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? 20 If I should say I saw such Islanders (For, certes, these are people of the Island), 30 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. PRO. [aside.] Honest Lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present Are worse than devils. ALON. 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. PRO. Praise in departing! [aside. FRAN. They vanish'd strangely. No matter, since 40 They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will 't please you taste of what is here? ALON. Not I. GON. Faith, Sir, you need not fear. When we were boys, Who would believe that there were mountaineers Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find 1 puppet show. 2 praise not till the last. Each putter-out of five for one1 will bring us I will stand to, and feed, ALON. 50 Thunder and Lightning. Enter ARIEL like a Harpy, ARI. You are three men of sin, whom Destiny [Seeing ALON., SEB., etc., draw their swords. Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow Ministers Lingering perdition (worse than any death Can be at once) shall step by step attend You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you from (Which here, in this most desolate Isle, else falls 60 70 ACT III 80 1 insurer against accidents of travel. 2 film of down. 3 requited. ACT III Upon your heads) is nothing, but heart-sorrow He vanishes in Thunder: then (to soft music) Enter the PRO. [aside.] Bravely the figure of this Harpy hast thou In their distractions: they now are in my power; 90 [Exit PROSPERO. GON. I' the name of something holy, Sir, why stand you ALON. O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought the Billows spoke, and told me of it; SEB. I'll fight their legions o'er. 100 [exit. But one fiend at a time, I'll be thy second. GON. All three of them are desperate: their great guilt Now 'gins to bite their spirits. I do beseech you, And hinder them from what this ecstasy May now provoke them to. ADR. Follow, I pray you. [exeunt. 1 blameless. 2 full energy of mind. ACT IV コ ACT IV SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S Cell. Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA. PRO. If I have too austerely punish'd you, Your compensation makes amends; for I 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, FER. Against an oracle. I do believe it PRO. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition FER. As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, 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 Phœbus' steeds are founder'd, 30 Or Night's kept chain'd below. 1 rarely. 2 sprinkling. ACT IV PRO. Fairly spoke : Enter ARIEL. ARI. What would my potent master? here I am. Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple And they expect it from me. 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. ARI. Or else, good night, your vow! FER. I warrant you, Sir: The white-cold virgin snow upon my heart Abates the ardour of my liver. PRO. Well. Now come, my Ariel! bring a corollary A Masque. Enter IRIS. 40 [exit. 51 [Soft music. IRIS. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas 1 gibber and grimace. 2 super. 60 |