1652Pro. If I haue too austerely punish'd you,

1653Your compensation makes amends, for I

1654Haue giuen you here, a third of mine owne life,

1655Or that for which I liue: who, once againe

1656I tender to thy hand: All thy vexations

1657Were but my trials of thy loue, and thou

1658Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore heauen

1659I ratifie this my rich guift: O Ferdinand,

1660Doe not smile at me, that I boast her of,

1661For thou shalt finde she will out-strip all praise

1662And make it halt, behinde her.

1663Fer. I doe beleeue it

1664Against an Oracle.

1665Pro. Then, as my guest, and thine owne acquisition

1666Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: But

1667If thou do'st breake her Virgin-knot, before

1668All sanctimonious ceremonies may

1669With full and holy right, be ministred,

1670No sweet aspersion shall the heauens let fall

1671To make this contract grow; but barraine hate,

1672Sower-ey'd disdaine, and discord shall bestrew

1673The vnion of your bed, with weedes so loathly

1674That you shall hate it both: Therefore take heede,

1675As Hymens Lamps shall light you.

1676Fer. As I hope

1677For quiet dayes, faire Issue, and long life,

1678With such loue, as 'tis now the murkiest den,

1679The most opportune place, the strongst suggestion,

1680Our worser Genius can, shall neuer melt

1681Mine honor into lust, to take away

1682The edge of that dayes celebration,

1683When I shall thinke, or Phoebus Steeds are founderd,

1684Or Night kept chain'd below.

1685Pro. Fairely spoke;

1686Sit then, and talke with her, she is thine owne;

1687What Ariell; my industrious seruãt Ariell. Enter Ariell.

1688Ar. What would my potent master? here I am.

1689Pro. Thou, and thy meaner fellowes, your last seruice

1690Did worthily performe: and I must vse you

1691In such another tricke: goe bring the rabble

1692(Ore whom I giue thee powre) here, to this place:

1693Incite them to quicke motion, for I must

1694Bestow vpon the eyes of this yong couple

1695Some vanity of mine Art: it is my promise,

1696And they expect it from me.

1697Ar. Presently?

1698Pro. I: with a twincke.

1699Ar. Before you can say come, and goe,

1700And breathe twice; and cry, so, so:

1701Each one tripping on his Toe,

1702Will be here with mop, and mowe.

1703Doe you loue me Master? no?

1704Pro. Dearely, my delicate Ariell: doe not approach

1705Till thou do'st heare me call.

1706Ar. Well: I conceiue. Exit.

1707Pro. Looke thou be true: doe not giue dalliance

1708Too much the raigne: the strongest oathes, are straw

1709To th'fire ith' blood: be more abstenious,

1710Or else good night your vow.

1711Fer. I warrant you, Sir,

1712The white cold virgin Snow, vpon my heart

1713Abates the ardour of my Liuer.

1714Pro. Well.

1715Now come my Ariell, bring a Corolary,

1716Rather then want a Spirit; appear, & pertly. Soft musick.

1717No tongue: all eyes: be silent. Enter Iris.

1718Ir. Ceres, most bounteous Lady, thy rich Leas

1719Of Wheate, Rye, Barley, Fetches, Oates and Pease;

1720Thy Turphie-Mountaines, where liue nibling Sheepe,

1721And flat Medes thetchd with Stouer, them to keepe:

1722Thy bankes with pioned, and twilled brims

1723Which spungie Aprill, at thy hest betrims;

1724To make cold Nymphes chast crownes; & thy broome- (groues;

1725Whose shadow the dismissed Batchelor loues,

1726Being lasse-lorne: thy pole-clipt vineyard,

1727And thy Sea-marge stirrile, and rockey-hard,

1728Where thou thy selfe do'st ayre, the Queene o'th Skie,

1729Whose watry Arch, and messenger, am I.

1730Bids thee leaue these, & with her soueraigne grace, Iuno descends.

1731Here on this grasse-plot, in this very place

1732To come, and sport: here Peacocks flye amaine:

1733Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertaine. Enter Ceres.

1734Cer. Haile, many-coloured Messenger, that nere

1735Do'st disobey the wife of Iup iter:

1736Who, with thy saffron wings, vpon my flowres

1737Diffusest hony drops, refreshing showres,

1738And with each end of thy blew bowe do'st crowne

1739My boskie acres, and my vnshrubd downe,

1740Rich scarph to my proud earth: why hath thy Queene

1741Summond me hither, to this short gras'd Greene?

1742Ir. A contract of true Loue, to celebrate,

1743And some donation freely to estate

1744On the bles'd Louers.

1745Cer. Tell me heauenly Bowe,

1746If Venus or her Sonne, as thou do'st know,

1747Doe now attend the Queene? since they did plot

1748The meanes, that duskie Dis, my daughter got,

1749Her, and her blind-Boyes scandald company,

1750I haue forsworne.

1751Ir. Of her societie

1752Be not afraid: I met her deitie

1753Cutting the clouds towards Paphos: and her Son

1754Doue-drawn with her: here thought they to haue done

1755Some wanton charme, vpon this Man and Maide,

1756Whose vowes are, that no bed-right shall be paid

1757Till Hymens Torch be lighted: but in vaine,

1758Marses hot Minion is returnd againe,

1759Her waspish headed sonne, has broke his arrowes,

1760Swears he will shoote no more, but play with Sparrows,

1761And be a Boy right out.

1762Cer. Highest Queene of State,

1763Great Iuno comes, I know her by her gate.

1764Iu. How do's my bounteous sister? goe with me

1765To blesse this twaine, that they may prosperous be,

1766And honourd in their Issue. They Sing.

1779Fer. This is a most maiesticke vision, and

1780Harmonious charmingly: may I be bold

1781To thinke these spirits?

1782Pro. Spirits, which by mine Art

1783I haue from their confines call'd to enact

1784My present fancies.

1785Fer. Let me liue here euer,

1786So rare a wondred Father, and a wife

1787Makes this place Paradise.

1788Pro. Sweet now, silence:

1789Iuno and Ceres whisper seriously,

1790There's something else to doe: hush, and be mute

1791Or else our spell is mar'd.

1793Iris. You Nimphs cald Nayades of y^e windring brooks,

1794With your sedg'd crownes, and euer-harmelesse lookes,

1795Leaue your crispe channels, and on this green-Land

1796Answere your summons, Iuno do's command.

1797Come temperate Nimphes, and helpe to celebrate

1798A Contract of true Loue: be not too late.

1800You Sun-burn'd Sicklemen of August weary,

1801Come hether from the furrow, and be merry,

1802Make holly day: your Rye-straw hats put on,

1803And these fresh Nimphes encounter euery one

1804In Country footing.

1809Pro. I had forgot that foule conspiracy

1810Of the beast Calliban, and his confederates

1811Against my life: the minute of their plot

1812Is almost come: Well done, auoid: no more.

1813Fer. This is strange: your fathers in some passion

1814That workes him strongly.

1815Mir. Neuer till this day

1816Saw I him touch'd with anger, so distemper'd.

1817Pro. You doe looke (my son) in a mou'd sort,

1818As if you were dismaid: be cheerefull Sir,

1819Our Reuels now are ended: These our actors,

1820(As I foretold you) were all Spirits, and

1821Are melted into Ayre, into thin Ayre,

1822And like the baselesse fabricke of this vision

1823The Clowd-capt Towres, the gorgeous Pallaces,

1824The solemne Temples, the great Globe it selfe,

1825Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolue,

1826And like this insubstantiall Pageant faded

1827Leaue not a racke behinde: we are such stuffe

1828As dreames are made on; and our little life

1829Is rounded with a sleepe: Sir, I am vext,

1830Beare with my weakenesse, my old braine is troubled:

1831Be not disturb'd with my infirmitie,

1832If you be pleas'd, retire into my Cell,

1833And there repose, a turne or two, Ile walke

1834To still my beating minde.

1835Fer. Mir. We wish your peace. Exit.

1836Pro. Come with a thought; I thank thee Ariell: come.

1838Ar. Thy thoughts I cleaue to, what's thy pleasure?

1839Pro. Spirit: We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

1840Ar. I my Commander, when I presented Ceres

1841I thought to haue told thee of it, but I fear'd

1842Least I might anger thee.

1843Pro. Say again, where didst thou leaue these varlots?

1844Ar. I told you Sir, they were red-hot with drinking,

1845So full of valour, that they smote the ayre

1846For breathing in their faces: beate the ground

1847For kissing of their feete; yet alwaies bending

1848Towards their proiect: then I beate my Tabor,

1849At which like vnback't colts they prickt their eares,

1850Aduanc'd their eye-lids, lifted vp their noses

1851As they smelt musicke, so I charm'd their eares

1852That Calfe-like, they my lowing follow'd, through

1853Tooth'd briars, sharpe firzes, pricking gosse, & thorns,

1854Which entred their fraile shins: at last I left them

1855I'th' filthy mantled poole beyond your Cell,

1856There dancing vp to th'chins, that the fowle Lake

1857Ore-stunck their feet.

1858Pro. This was well done (my bird)

1859Thy shape inuisible retaine thou still:

1860The trumpery in my house, goe bring it hither

1861For stale to catch these theeues. Ar. I go, I goe. Exit.

1862Pro. A Deuill, a borne-Deuill, on whose nature

1863Nurture can neuer sticke: on whom my paines

1864Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost,

1865And, as with age, his body ouglier growes,

1866So his minde cankers: I will plague them all,

1867Euen to roaring: Come, hang on them this line.

1870Cal. Pray you tread softly, that the blinde Mole may

1871not heare a foot fall: we now are neere his Cell.

1872St. Monster, your Fairy, w^c you say is a harmles Fairy,

1873Has done little better then plaid the Iacke with vs.

1874Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-pisse, at which

1875My nose is in great indignation.

1876Ste. So is mine. Do you heare Monster: If I should

1877Take a displeasure against you: Looke you.

1878Trin. Thou wert but a lost Monster.

1879Cal. Good my Lord, giue me thy fauour stil,

1880Be patient, for the prize Ile bring thee too

1881Shall hudwinke this mischance: therefore speake softly,

1882All's husht as midnight yet.

1883Trin. I, but to loose our bottles in the Poole.

1884Ste. There is not onely disgrace and dishonor in that

1885Monster, but an infinite losse.

1886Tr. That's more to me then my wetting:

1887Yet this is your harmlesse Fairy, Monster.

1888Ste. I will fetch off my bottle,

1889Though I be o're eares for my labour.

1890Cal. Pre-thee (my King) be quiet. Seest thou heere

1891This is the mouth o'th Cell: no noise, and enter:

1892Do that good mischeefe, which may make this Island

1893Thine owne for euer, and I thy Caliban

1894For aye thy foot-licker.

1895Ste. Giue me thy hand,

1896I do begin to haue bloody thoughts.

1897Trin. O King Stephano, O Peere: O worthy Stephano,

1898Looke what a wardrobe heere is for thee.

1899Cal. Let it alone thou foole, it is but trash.

1900Tri. Oh, ho, Monster: wee know what belongs to a

1901frippery, O King Stephano.

1902Ste. Put off that gowne (Trinculo) by this hand Ile

1903haue that gowne.

1904Tri. Thy grace shall haue it.

1905Cal. The dropsie drowne this foole, what doe you (meane

1906To doate thus on such luggage? let's alone

1907And doe the murther first: if he awake,

1908From toe to crowne hee'l fill our skins with pinches,

1909Make vs strange stuffe.

1910Ste. Be you quiet (Monster) Mistris line, is not this

1911my Ierkin? now is the Ierkin vnder the line: now Ier-

1912kin you are like to lose your haire, & proue a bald Ierkin.

1913Trin. Doe, doe; we steale by lyne and leuell, and't

1914like your grace.

1915Ste. I thank thee for that iest; heer's a garment for't:

1916Wit shall not goe vn-rewarded while I am King of this

1917Country: Steale by line and leuell, is an excellent passe

1918of pate: there's another garment for't.

1919Tri. Monster, come put some Lime vpon your fin-

1920gers, and away with the rest.

1921Cal. I will haue none on't: we shall loose our time,

1922And all be turn'd to Barnacles, or to Apes

1923With foreheads villanous low.

1924Ste. Monster, lay to your fingers: helpe to beare this

1925away, where my hogshead of wine is, or Ile turne you

1926out of my kingdome: goe to, carry this.

1927Tri. And this.

1928Ste. I, and this.

1932Pro. Hey Mountaine, hey.

1933Ari. Siluer: there it goes, Siluer.

1934Pro. Fury, Fury: there Tyrant, there: harke, harke.

1935Goe, charge my Goblins that they grinde their ioynts

1936With dry Convultions, shorten vp their sinewes

1937With aged Cramps, & more pinch-spotted make them,

1938Then Pard, or Cat o' Mountaine.

1939Ari. Harke, they rore.

1940Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: At this houre

1941Lies at my mercy all mine enemies:

1942Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou

1943Shalt haue the ayre at freedome: for a little

1944Follow, and doe me seruice. Exeunt.