Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark! Gon. Marvellous sweet musick! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these? Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe, That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix At this hour reigning there. Ant. I'll believe both : And what does else want credit, come to me, Gon. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say I saw such islanders (For, certest, 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. Pro. Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present, Are worse than devils. Alon. [Aside. I cannot too much muset, Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing (Although they want the use of tongue), a kind Of excellent dumb discourse. 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, • Show. VOL. I. + Certainly. + Wonder. D 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, Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Although my last: no matter, since I feel Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a har py: claps his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well One dowle* that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers Your swords are now too massy for your strengths, • Down. The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you from (Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads), is nothing, but heart's sorrow, And a clear life ensuing. He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes and carry out the table. Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou Perform'd, my Ariet; a grace it had, devouring: In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life, In their distractions: they now are in my power; Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown'd), And his and my loved darling. [Exit Prospero from above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you In this strange stare? Alon. 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 Pure, blameless. I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, Seb. I'll fight their legions o'er. Ant. [Exit. But one fiend at a time, 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," May now provoke them to. Adr. Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE I. Before Prospero's cell. Enter Prospero, Ferdinand, and Miranda. Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you. Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Heaven, 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 • Alienation of mind. Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: But With full and holy rite be minister'd, Fer. 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 strongest suggestion The edge of that day's celebration, When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, Or night kept chain'd below. Pro. Fairly spoke: Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.- 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. Ari. Pro. Aye, with a twink. Presently? Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go, And breathe twice; and cry, 80, 80; • Sprinkling. |