3.3.11514Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, 1515Adrian, Francisco, and others. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir;
3.3.31517My old bones aches. Here's a maze trod indeed
3.3.41518Through fourth-rights and meanders. By your patience,
I needs must rest me. Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
3.3.61521Who am myself attached with weariness
3.3.71522To th'dulling of my spirits. Sit down and rest.
3.3.81523Even here I will put off my hope and keep it
3.3.91524No longer for my flatterer. He is drowned
3.3.101525Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks
3.3.111526Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.
[Aside to Sebastian] I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
3.3.131528Do not for one repulse forgo the purpose
That you resolved t'effect. [Aside to Antonio] The next advantage
Will we take throughly. [Aside to Sebastian] Let it be tonight,
3.3.161532For now they are oppressed with travail; they
As when they are fresh. [Aside to Antonio] I say tonight. No more.
3.3.191535Solemn and strange music, and Prospero on the top [i.e., on the upper stage], 1536invisible. Enter several strange shapes bringing in a banquet, 1537and dance about it with gentle actions of salutations, and, 1538inviting the King [and others] to eat, they depart. What harmony is this, my good friends? Hark!
Marvelous sweet music!
Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these?
A living drollery! Now I will believe
3.3.251545There is one tree, the phoenix' throne -- one phoenix
At this hour reigning there. I'll believe both --
3.3.271548And what does else want credit, come to me,
3.3.281549And I'll be sworn 'tis true. Travelers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn 'em. If in Naples
3.3.301552I should report this now, would they believe me?
3.3.321554(For certes, these are people of the island),
3.3.331555Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet note
3.3.341556Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of
Many -- nay, almost any. [Aside] Honest Lord,
3.3.371560Thou hast said well, for some of you there present
Are worse than devils. I cannot too much muse
3.3.391563Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound expressing
3.3.401564(Although they want the use of tongue) a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse. [Aside] Praise in departing.
They vanished strangely.
They vanished strangely. No matter, since
3.3.431569They have left their viands behind, for we have stomachs.
3.3.441570Will't please you taste of what is here?
Will't please you taste of what is here? Not I.
Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys,
3.3.461573Who would believe that there were mountaineers
3.3.471574Dewlapped like bulls, whose throats had hanging at 'em
3.3.481575Wallets of flesh? Or that there were such men
3.3.491576Whose heads stood in their breasts, which now we find
3.3.501577Each putter-out of five for one will bring us
Good warrant of? I will stand to and feed,
3.3.521580Although my last. No matter, since I feel
3.3.531581The best is past. Brother, my Lord the Duke:
3.3.551583Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harpy, claps 1584his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device, the 1585banquet vanishes. You are three men of sin, whom Destiny
3.3.571587(That hath to instrument this lower world,
3.3.581588And what is in't) the never surfeited sea
3.3.591589Hath caused to belch up you; and on this island,
3.3.601590Where man doth not inhabit, you 'mongst men,
3.3.611591Being most unfit to live, I have made you mad.
3.3.621592And even with such-like valor, men hang and drown
[Alonso, Sebastian, and others draw their swords.]
Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows
3.3.651595Of whom your swords are tempered may as well
3.3.661596Wound the loud winds, or with bemocked-at stabs
3.3.671597Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish
3.3.681598One dowl that's in my plume. My fellow ministers
3.3.691599Are like invulnerable; if you could hurt,
3.3.701600Your swords are now too massy for your strengths
3.3.721602For that's my business to you, that you three
3.3.741604Exposed unto the sea (which hath requite it)
3.3.751605Him and his innocent child, for which foul deed
3.3.761606The powers (delaying, not forgetting) have
3.3.771607Incensed the seas and shores (yea, all the creatures!)
3.3.781608Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso,
3.3.791609They have bereft, and do pronounce by me:
3.3.801610Ling'ring perdition, worse than any death
3.3.811611Can be at once, shall step by step attend
3.3.821612You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from
3.3.831613(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
3.3.841614Upon your heads) is nothing but heart's sorrow
3.3.861616He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music, enter the 1617shapes again and dance with mocks and mows and 1618carrying out the table. Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou
3.3.881620Performed, my Ariel. A grace it had, devouring!
3.3.891621Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated
3.3.901622In what thou hadst to say; so with good life
3.3.911623And observation strange, my meaner ministers
3.3.921624Their several kinds have done. My high charms' work,
3.3.931625And these, mine enemies, are all knit up
3.3.941626In their distractions. They now are in my power,
3.3.951627And in these fits I leave them while I visit
3.3.961628Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drowned)
I'th'name of something holy, sir, why stand you
In this strange stare? Oh, it is monstrous, monstrous!
3.3.1001633Methought the billows spoke and told me of it;
3.3.1011634The winds did sing it to me, and the thunder,
3.3.1021635That deep and dreadful organ pipe, pronounced
3.3.1031636The name of Prosper -- it did bass my trespass.
3.3.1051638I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
But one fiend at a time,
I'll fight their legions o'er. I'll be thy second.
3.3.110Exit [Sebastian, Antonio, and Francisco]. All three of them are desperate. Their great guilt
3.3.1121644(Like poison given to work a great time after)
3.3.1131645Now 'gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you,
3.3.1141646That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,
May now provoke them to. [To remaining others] Follow, I pray you.