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Beyond a common joy; and set it down
Gire me your hands :
[To Fer. and Mir. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, That doth not wish you joy! Gon.
Be't sa! Amen!
Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain
Now, blasphemy, That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore? Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the news?
Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found Our king and company : the next our ship, Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split Is tight and yaret, and bravely rgig’d, as when We first put out to sea. Ari.
Sir, all this service Have I done since I went.
My tricksyt spirit!
strengthen, Froni strange to stranger.--Say, how came you hither?
Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And (how, we know not) all clapp'd under hatches, Where, but even now, with strangeand several noises Of roaring, sbrieking, howling, gingling chains,
• In his senses.
Aud more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
Was't well done?
shalt be free. Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er mep trod : And there is in this business more than nature Was ever conduct* of: some oracle Must rectify our knowledge. Pro.
Sir, my liege, Do not infest your mind with beating on The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure, Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you (Which to you shall seem probable), of every These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful, And think of each thing well.--Cone hither, spirit;
[Aside. Set Caliban and his companious free: Untie the spell. (Exit Ariel.] How fares my gra
cious sir? There are yet missing of your company Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and
Trinculo, in their stolen appurel.
Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune :Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio! • Trin. If these be true spics which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.
Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed !
How fine my master is! I am afraid
Very like; one of them
Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Then say, if they be true* :-This mis-shapen knave, His mother was a witch ; and one so strong That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, 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 thein 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 is drunk now: Where had he wine? Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where should
they Find tbis grand liquor that hath gilded them? 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 cramp.
Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah ?
[Pointing to Caliban.
Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool ! Pro.
Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where
you found it.
Seb. Or stole it, rather.
[Ereunt Cal. Ste. and Trin.
· I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, And sail so expeditious, that shall catch Your royal Aleet far off.-My Ariel ;-chick, That is thy charge; theu to the elements Be free, and fare thou well!--[aside). Please you draw near
Spoken by Prospero.
NOW my charms are all o'erthrown,
As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
* Applause: noise was supposed to dissolve a spell.
It is observed of The Tempest, that its plap is regular; this the author of The Revisal thinks, what I think too, an accidental effect of the story, not in. tended or regarded by our author. But, whatever might be Shakspeare's intention in forming or adopt. ing the plot, he has made it instrumental to the pro