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Cal. Pr’ythee, my King, be quiet: seest thou here, This is the mouth o'th' cell; no noise, and enter ; Do that good mischief, which may make this Island Thine own for ever; and I, thy Caliban, For-ay thy foot-licker.
Ste. Give me thy hand; I do begin to have bloodỹ thoughts.
Trin. O King Stephano ! O Peer! O worthy Stephano ? Look, what a wardrobe here is for thee!
Cal. Let it alone, thou fool, it is but trash.
Trin. Oh, oh, monster; we know what belongs to a frippery;--, King Stephano !
Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown.
Trin. Thy grace shall have it.
Cal. The dropfy drown this fool! what do you mean, To doat thus on fuch luggage ? let's along, And do the murder first: if he awake, From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches; Make us strange stuff.
Ste. Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? now is the jerkin under the line; now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin.
Trin. Do, do; we fteal by line and level, and't like your grace.
Ste. I thank thee for chat jest, here's a garment for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this country: steal by line and level, is an excellent pass of pate ; there's another garment for't.,
Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away
with the rest.
Ste. Monster, lay to your fingers; help to bear this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom ; go to, carry this.
Trin. And this.
A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits in shape of
Calib. Steph. and Trinc. driven out, roaring.
Pro. Fury, Fury; there, Tyrant, there; hark, hark;
Ari. Hark, they roar.
Pro. Let them be hunted foundly. At this hour
A C T V.
My charms crack not; my spirits obey, and time
Ari. On the sixth hour, at which time, my Lord,
Pro. I did say so,
cell. They cannot budge, 'till you release. The King,
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted;
Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit??
Pro. And mine shall..
[Exit. Pro. Yeelves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye, that on the sands with printless feet Do chase the ebbing Neptune ; and do fly him,
(28) Paffion'd as they,). Thus Mr. Pope in bath his editions. But all the authentick copies read a
Paffion as they i. e. feel the force of pafion; am mov'd with it. So again Julia, in the Two Gentlemen of Verona;
Madam, 'twas Ariadne paffioning
For Theseus' perjury, and unjult light. So, in: Titus Ardronicus, he makes a verb of passionate, fignifying, to express the passion, the distress of, &c.
Thy niece and I, poor creatures, want our hands,
With folded arms.
When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that
[Solemn mufick. Here enters Ariel before; then Alonso with a frantick gef
ture, attended by Gonzalo. Sebastian and Anthonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and Francisco. They all enter the circle which Prospero had made, and there stand charm'd; which Prospero observing; speaks. A folemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains (29)
Graves at my command Have wak'd their neepers ;] As odd, as this expression is, of graves waking their dead, instead of, the dead waking in their graves, I believe, it may be justified by the usage of Poets. Beaumont and Fletcher, in their Bonduca, speaking of the power of Fame, make it wake graves,
Wakensthe ruinod-mortuments, and there,
Informs again the dead bones. And Virgil, speaking of Rome as a city, fays, it surrounded its seven hills with a wall.
Scilicet i rerum facta eft pulcherrima Roma,
Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand,
- The charm dissolves apace;
O my good Gonzalo,
looks on me, or would know me, - Ariel, Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell; I will dis-case me, and myself present,
[Exit Ariel, and returns immediately As I was sometime Milan : quickly, fpirit; Thou shalt ere long be free.
(30) Thou’rt pinch'd for’t now, Sebastian. Flesh and blood,] I by no means think, this was our Author's pointing; or that it gives us his meaning. He would fay, that Sebastian now was pinch'd thro' and thro' for his trespass; felt the punishment of it all over his body i a like manner of expression we meet with in King Lear;
wipe thine eye;
E’er they thall make us weep.
that he and all his kinne at ones Were worthy to be brent, both fell and bones.