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But yet thou shalt have freedom: So, so, so.
To the king's ship, invisible as thou art:
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain,
Being awake, enforce them to this place;
And presently, I pr'ythee.

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return
Or e'er your pulse twice beat.

[Exit.

Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze

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Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us
Out of this fearful country!

Pro. Behold, fir King,

The wronged duke of Milan, Profpero:

For more affurance that a living prince

Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body;

And to thee, and thy company, I bid

For you, most wicked fir, 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,

10 Thou must restore.

Alon. If thou be'st Profpero,

Give us particulars of thy preservation:

How thou hast met us here, who three hours fince
Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have loft,

15 How sharp the point of this remembrance is !
My dear fon Ferdinand.

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Pro. I am woe for't2, fir.

Alon. Irreparable is the lofs; and Patience

Says, it is past her cure.

Pro. I rather think,

You have not fought her help; of whose soft grace,
For the like lofs, I have her sovereign aid,

And rest myself content.

Alon. You the like loss?

Pro. As great to me, as late3; and, supportable To make the dear lofs, have I means much weaker

Than you may call to comfort you; for I

Have lost my daughter.

Alon. A daughter?

300 heavens! that they were living both in Naples,
The king and queen there! That they were, I wish
Myself were mudded in that oozy bed,

Where my fon lies. When did you lose your daughter!
Pro. In this last tempeft. I perceive, these lords

35 At this encounter do fo much admire,

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,

40 That I am Profpero, and that very duke

Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely
Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was landed
To be the lord on't. No more yet of this;

Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, fince I faw thee, 45 Not a relation for a breakfast, nor

A hearty welcome.

Alen. Whe'r thou be'st he, or no,

Or fome inchanted trifle to abuse me,

As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse

For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,

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Thy dukedom I resign; and do intreat, [Profpero

Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should 50 I will requite you with as good a thing;

Be living, and be here?

Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot

Be measur'd, or confin'd.

Gon. Whether this be,

Or be not, I'll not swear.

Pro. You do yet taste

Some subtilties o' the isfle, that will not let you

Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends all:

But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,

[Afide to Seb. and Ant.

and Miranda playing at chefs.

55 Mira. Sweet lord, you play me faife.

Fer. No, my dearest love,

I would not for the world.

[wrangle,

Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms, you should

And I would call it fair play.

60 Alon. If this prove

A vision of the ifland, one dear fon

* To drink the air, is an expression of swiftness of the fame kind as to devour the way, in Henry IV. * That is, I am forry for it, To be woe, is often used by old writers to signify, to be forry. 3 Meaning My loss is as great as yours, and has as lately happened to me.

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Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen, From strange to stranger:--Say, howcame you hither? Boats. If I did think, fir, I were well awake,

How many goodly creatures are there here!

How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, 10 I'd strive to tell you. We were dead asleep,

That has fuch people in't!

Pro. 'Tis new to thee.

[play? Abe. What is this maid, with whom thou wast at Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours: Is the the goddess that hath sever'd us,

And brought us thus together?

For. Sir, the'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 faw before; of whom I have
Receiv'd a second life, and second father
This lady makes him to me.

Alm. I am her's:

But, oh, how oddly will it found, that I

Must ask my child forgiveness !

Pre. There, fir, stop;

Let us not burden our remembrance with

An heavinefs that's gone.

Gon. I have inly wept,

Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods,
And on this couple drop a blessed crown;

For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way
Which brought us hither!

Alm. I fay, 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 loft; Profpero his dukedom, In a poor ifle; and all of us, ourselves, When no man was his own.

Ann. Give me your hands:

Let grief and forrow still embrace his heart,

That doth not with you joy!

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And (how, we know not) all clapp'd under hatches, Where, but even now, with strange and several noises Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, And more diversity of founds, all horrible, 15 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,

20 And were brought moping hither. Ari. Was 't well done?

Pro. Bravely, my diligence.

shalt be free.

Thou

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Afide.

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Untie the spell. How fares my gracious fir?
There are yet miffing of your company
40 Some few odd lads, that you remember not.

Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stepbano, 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:45 Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio! 5

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

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

50 He will chastise me.

Seb. Ha, ha;

What things are these, my lord Anthonio!

This fellow could not drown:-Now, blafphemy, 55 Is a plain fish, and no doubt marketable,

amazedly following.

Olook, fir, look, fir, here are more of us!

Will money buy them?

I prophefy'd, if a gallows were on land,

Ant. Very like; one of them

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For when perhaps should be read where. 2 That is, my clever, adroit spirit. 3 Conduct for $ Coragio

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conductor. 4 Beating may mean bammering, working in the mind, dwelling long upon. is an exclamation of encouragement, 6 That is, boneft. A true man is, in the language of that time,

eppofed to a thief. The sense is, Mark what these men wear, and say if they are beneft.

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And deal in her command without her power:
These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil
(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's drunk now: Where had he wine?

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Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell; where you shall take your reft For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste With such difcourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it

Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where should 10 Go quick away; the story of my life,

Find this grand liquorthat hath gilded them?-[they

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 bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano ?
Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a
Pro. You'd be king of the isle, firrah? [cramp1.

Ste. I should have been a fore one then.

And the particular accidents, gone by,

Since I came to this ifle: And in the morn,

I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,
Where I have hope to fee the nuptials

15 Of these our dear beloved folemniz'd;
And thence retire me to my Milan, where
Every third thought shall be my grave.
Alon. I long

To hear the story of your life, which must

Alon. This is a strange thing as e'er I look'd on 20 Take the ear strangely.

[Pointing to Caliban.

Pro. He is as difproportion'd in his manners,

As in his shape : -Go, firrah, to my cell;
"Take with you your companions; as you look
To have my pardon, trim it handsomely.

Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wife hereafter,
And feek for grace: What a thrice-double afs
Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,

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* That is, I am all over a cramp. Profpero had ordered Ariel to shorten up their finews with aged cramps. Touch me not alludes to the foreness occafioned by them. In the next fine, the speaker confirms this meaning by a quibble on the word fore.

EPILOGUE.

SPOKEN BY PROSPERO.

Now my charms are all o'ertbrown,

And what ftrength I have's mine otung

Which is most faint: now, 'tis true
I must be bere confin'd by you,
Or fent to Naples : Let me not,
Since I bave my dukedom got,
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island, by your spell;
But release me from my bands,
With the belp of your good bands.

Gentle breath of yours my fails
Must fill, or else my projeet fails,
50 Which was to please: Now I reant
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant:
And my ending is defpair,
Unless I be reliev'd by prayer,
Which pierces fo, that it affaults
55 Mercy itself, and frees all faults.

As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your vindulgence fet me free!

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SCENE, fometimes in Verona ; fometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of Mantua.

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perfuade, my loving Protheus;

How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont.
Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love;

Home-keeping youth have ever homely 5 For he was more than over shoes in love.

Wer't not, affection chains thy tender days [wits:

Val. 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love,

To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love,

And yet you never fwom the Hellefpont.

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Pro. Over the boots? nay, give me not the boots.
Val. No, I will not; for it boots thee not.
Pro. What?

Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.

Put, fince thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein,

Val. To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans;

Even as I would, when I to love begin.

Coy looks, with heart-fore fighs; one fading mo

Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu!

ment's mirth,

Think on thy Protheus, when thou, haply, seest 15 With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights:

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Theobald pronounces this to be a proverbial expreffion, though now disused, fignifying, Don't make a laughing-stock of me; don't play upon me. Mr. Steevens, however, is of opinion, that it might take its origin from a sport the country people in Warwickshire use at their harvest home, where one fits as judge to try misdemeanors committed in harvest, and the punishment for the men is, to be laid on a bench, and slapp'd on the breech with a pair of boots. This they call giving them the boots. He alfo adds, that the bouts were an ancient engine of torture.

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Val.

Val. Love is your master, for he masters you;
And he that is so yoked by a fool,
Methinks should not be chronicled for wife.

Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud
The eating canker dwells, so eating love
Inhabits in the finest wits of all.

Pro. But dost thou hear? gav'st thou my letter to Julia?

Speed. Ay, fir: I a lost mutton1, gave your letter to her, a lac'd mutton; and she, a lac'd mutton 2, 5 gave me, a loft mutton, nothing for my labour.

Pro. Here's too small a pasture for fuch a store

Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud of muttons.

Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
Even so by love the young and tender wit
Is turn'd to folly; blasting in the bud,
Lofing his verdure even in the prime,
And all the fair effects of future hopes.
But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,
That art a votary to fond defire ?
Once more adieu: my father at the road
Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd.
Pro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine.
Val. Sweet Protheus, no; now let us take our
At Milan, let me hear from thee by letters,
Of thy success in love, and what news else
Betideth here in absence of thy friend;
And I likewise will visit thee with mine.

[leave.

Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!
Val. As much to you at home! and so farewell!

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Speed. If the ground be over-charg'd, you were best stick her.

Pro. Nay, in that you are a stray; 'twere best pound you.

Speed. Nay, fir, less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your letter.

Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a pinfold. 15 Speed. From a pound to a pin? Fold it over and

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over,

'Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your
lover.

Pro. But what said she? did she nod? [Speed nods.
Speed. I.

Pro. Nod, I? why, that's noddy 3.
Speed. You mistook, fir; I said she did nod:
and you ask me, if she did nod; and I said, I.
Pro. And that set together, is-noddy.

[Exit. 25 Speed. Now you have taken the pains to set it
together, take it for your pains.

Pro. He after honour hunts, I after love:
He leaves his friends, to dignify them more;
I leave myself, my friends, and all for love.
Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphos'd me;
Made me neglect my studies, lose my time,
War with good counsel, set the world at nought;
Made wit with musing weak, heart fick with

thought.

Enter Speed.

Pro. No, no, you shall have it for bearing the letter. Speed. Well, I perceive, I must be fain to bear with you.

30 Pro. Why, fir, how do you bear with me?
Speed. Marry, fir, the letter very orderly; hav-
ing nothing but the word noddy for my pains.
Pro. Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit.
Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your flow purse.

Speed. SirProtheus, save you: Saw you my master? 35 Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief :
Pro. But now he parted hence to embark for Milan.
Speed. Twenty to one then, he is shipp'd already;

And I have play'd the sheep in losing him.

Pro. Indeed, a sheep doth very often stray,

And if the shepherd be awhile away.

Speed. You conclude, that my master is a shepherd then, and I a fheep?

Pro. I do.

Speed. Why then my horns are his horns, whether I wake or fleep.

Pro. A filly answer, and fitting well a sheep.
Speed. This proves me still a sheep.

Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd.

Speed. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance.

Speed. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not the

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Speed. Truly, fir, I think you'll hardly win her. Pro. Why? could'st thou perceive so much from her?

Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from 45 her: no, not so much as a ducket for delivering your letter: And being so hard to me that brought your mind, I fear, she'll prove as hard to you in telling her mind. Give her no token but stones; for she's as hard as steel.

Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by another. 50 Pro. What, said she nothing?

sheep the shepherd; but I seek my master, and my

master seeks not me: therefore I am no sheep.

Pro. The sheep for fodder follows the shepherd,

pains. To testify your bounty, I thank you, you Speed. No, not so much as take this for thy have testern'd me; in requital whereof, henceforth carry your letters yourself: and fo, fir, I'll

the hepherd for the food follows not the sheep; 55 commend you to my master.

thou for wages followest thy master, thy master for

wages follows not thee: therefore thou art a sheep.

Speed. Such another proof will make me cry baa.

Pro. Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wreck;
Which cannot perish, having thee aboard,
Being destin'd to a drier death on shore :-

• Speed calls himself a left mutton, because he had lost his master, and because Protheus had been proving him a sheep.2 Cotgrave, in his English-French Dictionary, explains lac'd mutton by a girl of pleasure. A mae'd mutton was so established a name for a courtezan, that a street in Clerkenwell, which was much frequented by women of the town, was formerly call'd Mutton-lane. was a game at cards. 4 That is, you have gratified me with a tefter, testern, or teften, that is, with a fixpence.

3 Noddy

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