Yet take thy liberty, my chick;—and now, Ari. My ever gracious master, thanks. SONG BY ARIEL. Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry; On the bat's back I do fly --- After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. To my poor cell, where [Exit ARIEL. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train Of these our dear beloved solemnized ;- To hear the story of your life, which must Pro. I'll deliver all : And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, [PROSPERO waves his Wand,-the Scene vanishes, and discovers a View of a calm Sea, and the King's Ship riding at Anchor. Where art thou, Ariel? Come; For the last time obey. Ari. [From the Sky.] Hail, Prospero, hail ! Ari. I come, best master; I will be still your Ariel, and wait Quartetto and Chorus, by ARIEL and the SPIRITS. Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie ; There I couch when owls do cry: On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily.— Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. [ARIEL and the SPIRITS reascend into the Sky. Pro. Farewell my much lov'd Ariel: thou shalt find I will retain thee ever in my mind. You look in a mov'd sort, [TO ALONSO. As if you were dismay'd; be cheerful, sir : 4 Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve; [Breaks his Wand. Henceforth this land to the afflicted be On my retreat, let Heaven and nature smile, THE END. [Exeunt Omnes. |