1945[5.1]

Now does my project gather to a head:

5.1.31948My charms crack not, my spirits obey, and time

5.1.41949Goes upright with his carriage. [To Ariel] How's the day?

On the sixth hour -- at which time, my Lord,

5.1.61951You said our work should cease.

You said our work should cease. I did say so

5.1.71953When first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit,

5.1.81954How fares the King and's followers?

How fares the King and's followers? Confined together

5.1.91956In the same fashion as you gave in charge,

5.1.101957Just as you left them -- all prisoners, sir,

5.1.111958In the lime-grove which weather-fends your cell;

5.1.121959They cannot budge till your release. The King,

5.1.131960His brother, and yours abide, all three distracted,

5.1.141961And the remainder mourning over them,

5.1.151962Brimful of sorrow and dismay -- but chiefly

5.1.161963Him that you termed, sir, the good old lord Gonzalo:

5.1.171964His tears runs down his beard like winter's drops

5.1.181965From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em

5.1.191966That if you now beheld them, your affections

5.1.201967Would become tender.

Would become tender. Dost thou think so, spirit?

Mine would, sir, were I human.

Mine would, sir, were I human. And mine shall.

5.1.221971Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling

5.1.231972Of their afflictions, and shall not myself,

5.1.241973One of their kind, that relish all as sharply

5.1.251974Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art?

5.1.261975Though with their high wrongs I am struck to th'quick,

5.1.271976Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury

5.1.281977Do I take part. The rarer action is

5.1.291978In virtue than in vengeance; they being penitent,

5.1.301979The sole drift of my purpose doth extend

5.1.311980Not a frown further. Go, release them, Ariel:

5.1.321981My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,

5.1.331982And they shall be themselves.

And they shall be themselves. I'll fetch them, sir.

Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves,

5.1.361985And ye that on the sands with printless foot

5.1.371986Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him

5.1.381987When he comes back; you demi-puppets that

5.1.391988By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make

5.1.401989Whereof the ewe not bites; and you whose pastime

5.1.411990Is to make midnight-mushrooms that rejoice

5.1.421991To hear the solemn curfew, by whose aid --

5.1.431992Weak masters though ye be -- I have bedimmed

5.1.441993The noontide sun, called forth the mutinous winds,

5.1.451994And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault

5.1.461995Set roaring war; to the dread-rattling thunder

5.1.471996Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak

5.1.481997With his own bolt! The strong-based promontory

5.1.491998Have I made shake, and by the spurs plucked up

5.1.501999The pine and cedar. Graves at my command

5.1.512000Have waked their sleepers, ope'd, and let 'em forth

5.1.522001By my so potent art. But this rough magic

5.1.532002I here abjure, and when I have required

5.1.542003Some heavenly music, which even now I do,

5.1.552004To work mine end upon their senses that

5.1.562005This ayrie charm is for, I'll break my staff,

5.1.572006Bury it certain fathoms in the earth;

5.1.582007And deeper than did ever plummet sound,

5.1.592008I'll drown my book.

5.1.612014[Aside to Gonzalo] A solemn ayre -- and the best comforter

5.1.622015To an unsettled fancy -- cure thy brains

5.1.632016(Now useless) boiled within thy skull. [To courtiers] There stand,

5.1.642017For you are spell-stopped.

5.1.652018[Aside to Gonzalo] Holy Gonzalo, honorable man,

5.1.662019Mine eyes, ev'n sociable to the show of thine,

5.1.672020Fall fellowly drops. [Aside] The charm dissolves apace,

5.1.682021And as the morning steals upon the night,

5.1.692022Melting the darkness, so their rising senses

5.1.702023Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle

5.1.712024Their clearer reason. [Aside to each character, in turn] O good Gonzalo,

5.1.722025My true preserver, and a loyal sir

5.1.732026To him thou follow'st, I will pay thy graces

5.1.742027Home both in word and deed. Most cruelly

5.1.752028Did thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter.

5.1.762029Thy brother was a furtherer in the act --

5.1.772030Thou art pinched for't now, Sebastian. Flesh and blood,

5.1.782031You, brother mine, that entertained ambition,

5.1.792032Expelled remorse and nature, whom, with Sebastian

5.1.802033(Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong)

5.1.812034Would here have killed your King, I do forgive thee,

5.1.822035Unnatural though thou art. [Aside] Their understanding

5.1.832036Begins to swell, and the approaching tide

5.1.842037Will shortly fill the reasonable shore

5.1.852038That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them

5.1.862039That yet looks on me or would know me. Ariel,

5.1.872040Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell;

5.1.882041I will discase me, and myself present

5.1.892042As I was sometime Milan. Quickly, spirit --

5.1.902043Thou shalt ere long be free.

Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee

5.1.1002053But yet thou shalt have freedom. [Arranging his clothing.] So, so, so.

5.1.1012054To the King's ship, invisible as thou art:

5.1.1022055There shalt thou find the mariners asleep

5.1.1032056Under the hatches. The master and the boatswain

5.1.1042057Being awake, enforce them to this place

5.1.1052058And presently, I prithee.

I drink the air before me and return

5.1.1072060Or ere your pulse twice beat!

All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement

5.1.1102062Inhabits here! Some heavenly power guide us

5.1.1112063Out of this fearful country!

Out of this fearful country! [To Alonso] Behold, Sir King,

5.1.1122065The wrongèd Duke of Milan, Prospero.

5.1.1132066For more assurance that a living prince

5.1.1142067Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body, [Embraces Alonso.]

5.1.1152068And to thee and thy company I bid

5.1.1162069A hearty welcome.

A hearty welcome. Whe'er thou be'st he or no,

5.1.1172071Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me

5.1.1182072(As late I have been) I not know. Thy pulse

5.1.1192073Beats as of flesh and blood, and since I saw thee,

5.1.1202074Th'affliction of my mind amends, with which

5.1.1212075I fear a madness held me. This must crave

5.1.1222076(And if this be at all) a most strange story.

5.1.1232077Thy dukedom I resign, and do entreat

5.1.1242078Thou pardon me my wrongs. But how should Prospero

5.1.1252079Be living, and be here?

Be living, and be here? [To Gonzalo] First, noble friend,

5.1.1262081Let me embrace thine age, whose honor cannot

5.1.1272082Be measured or confined.

Be measured or confined. Whether this be

5.1.1282084Or be not, I'll not swear.

Or be not, I'll not swear. You do yet taste

5.1.1292086Some subtleties o'th'isle that will not let you

5.1.1302087Believe things certain. Welcome, my friends all!

5.1.1312088[Aside to Sebastian and Antonio] But you, my brace of Lords, were I so minded,

5.1.1322089I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you

5.1.1332090And justify you traitors. At this time

5.1.1342091I will tell no tales.

I will tell no tales. The devil speaks in him.

No!

5.1.1362094[To Antonio] For you, most wicked sir -- whom to call brother

5.1.1372095Would even infect my mouth -- I do forgive

5.1.1382096Thy rankest fault (all of them), and require

5.1.1392097My dukedom of thee, which perforce I know

5.1.1402098Thou must restore.

Thou must restore. If thou be'st Prospero,

5.1.1412100Give us particulars of thy preservation,

5.1.1422101How thou hast met us here, whom three hours since

5.1.1432102Were wracked upon this shore, where I have lost

5.1.1442103(How sharp the point of this remembrance is!)

5.1.1452104My dear son Ferdinand.

My dear son Ferdinand. I am woe for't, sir.

Irreparable is the loss, and patience

5.1.1472107Says it is past her cure.

Says it is past her cure. I rather think

5.1.1482109You have not sought her help, of whose soft grace

5.1.1492110For the like loss I have her sovereign aid,

5.1.1502111And rest myself content.

And rest myself content. You the like loss?

As great to me, as late; and supportable

5.1.1522114To make the dear loss have I means much weaker

5.1.1532115Than you may call to comfort you; for I

5.1.1542116Have lost my daughter.

A daughter?

5.1.1562118O heavens, that they were living both in Naples,

5.1.1572119The King and Queen there! That they were, I wish

5.1.1582120Myself were mudded in that oozy bed

5.1.1592121Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter?

In this last tempest. [Aside] I perceive these Lords

5.1.1612123At this encounter do so much admire,

5.1.1622124That they devour their reason, and scarce think

5.1.1632125Their eyes do offices of truth, their words

5.1.1642126Are natural breath. [To courtiers] But howsoe'er you have

5.1.1652127Been jostled from your senses, know for certain

5.1.1662128That I am Prospero and that very Duke

5.1.1672129Which was thrust forth of Milan, who most strangely

5.1.1682130Upon this shore, where you were wracked, was landed

5.1.1692131To be the Lord on't. No more yet of this,

5.1.1702132For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,

5.1.1712133Not a relation for a breakfast, nor

5.1.1722134Befitting this first meeting. [To Alonso] Welcome, sir.

5.1.1732135This cell's my court; here have I few attendants --

5.1.1742136And subjects none abroad. Pray you, look in.

5.1.1752137My dukedom, since you have given me again,

5.1.1762138I will requite you with as good a thing,

5.1.1772139At least bring forth a wonder to content ye

5.1.1782140As much as me my dukedom.

Sweet Lord, you play me false!

Sweet Lord, you play me false! No, my dearest love,

5.1.1812145I would not for the world.

Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle,

5.1.1832147And I would call it fair play.

And I would call it fair play. If this prove

5.1.1842149A vision of the island, one dear son

5.1.1852150Shall I twice lose.

Shall I twice lose. A most high miracle!

Though the seas threaten, they are merciful;

5.1.1882153I have cursed them without cause.

I have cursed them without cause. Now all the blessings

5.1.1892155Of a glad father compass thee about:

5.1.1902156Arise, and say how thou cam'st here.

Arise, and say how thou cam'st here. O wonder!

5.1.1912158How many goodly creatures are there here!

5.1.1922159How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world

5.1.1932160That has such people in't!

That has such people in't! 'Tis new to thee.

What is this maid with whom thou wast at play?

5.1.1952163Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours.

5.1.1962164Is she the goddess that hath severed us

5.1.1972165And brought us thus together?

And brought us thus together? Sir, she is mortal,

5.1.1982167But by immortal providence, she's mine.

5.1.1992168I chose her when I could not ask my father

5.1.2002169For his advice, nor thought I had one. She

5.1.2012170Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan,

5.1.2022171Of whom so often I have heard renown,

5.1.2032172But never saw before, of whom I have

5.1.2042173Received a second life, and second father

5.1.2052174This lady makes him to me.

This lady makes him to me. I am hers.

5.1.2062176But oh, how oddly will it sound that I

5.1.2072177Must ask my child forgiveness.

Must ask my child forgiveness. There, sir, stop.

5.1.2082179Let us not burden our remembrances with

5.1.2092180A heaviness that's gone.

A heaviness that's gone. I have inly wept,

5.1.2102182Or should have spoke ere this: look down, you gods,

5.1.2112183And on this couple drop a blessèd crown,

5.1.2122184For it is you that have chalked forth the way

5.1.2132185Which brought us hither.

Which brought us hither. I say amen, Gonzalo.

Was Milan thrust from Milan that his issue

5.1.2152188Should become kings of Naples? O rejoice

5.1.2162189Beyond a common joy, and set it down

5.1.2172190With gold on lasting pillars! In one voyage

5.1.2182191Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;

5.1.2192192And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife

5.1.2202193Where he himself was lost; Prospero, his dukedom

5.1.2212194In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,

5.1.2222195When no man was his own.

When no man was his own. [To Ferdinand and Miranda] Give me your hands:

5.1.2232197Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart

5.1.2242198That doth not wish you joy.

That doth not wish you joy. Be it so, amen.

5.1.2262202O look, sir, look, sir, here is more of us!

5.1.2272203I prophesied if a gallows were on land,

5.1.2282204This fellow could not drown. [To Boatswain] Now, blasphemy,

5.1.2292205That swear'st grace o'erboard -- not an oath on shore?

5.1.2302206Hast thou no mouth by land? 2207What is the news?

The best news is that we have safely found

5.1.2322209Our King and company; the next, our ship,

5.1.2332210Which but three glasses since we gave out split,

5.1.2342211Is tight and yare and bravely rigged as when

5.1.2352212We first put out to sea.

We first put out to sea. [Aside to Prospero] Sir, all this service

5.1.2362214Have I done since I went.

Have I done since I went. My tricksy spirit!

These are not natural events; they strengthen

5.1.2382217From strange to stranger: say, how came you hither?

If I did think, sir, I were well awake,

5.1.2402219I'd strive to tell you: we were dead of sleep

5.1.2412220And (how we know not) all clapped under hatches,

5.1.2422221Where, but even now -- with strange and several noises

5.1.2432222Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,

5.1.2442223And more diversity of sounds, all horrible! --

5.1.2452224We were awaked, straightway at liberty,

5.1.2462225Where we, in all our trim, freshly beheld

5.1.2472226Our royal, good, and gallant ship, our master

5.1.2482227Cap'ring to eye her. On a trice, so please you,

5.1.2492228Even in a dream, were we divided from them

5.1.2502229And were brought moping hither.

And were brought moping hither. Wast well done?

Bravely, my diligence; thou shalt be free.

This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod,

5.1.2532233And there is in this business more than nature

5.1.2542234Was ever conduct of; some oracle

5.1.2552235Must rectify our knowledge.

Must rectify our knowledge. Sir, my liege,

5.1.2562237Do not infest your mind with beating on

5.1.2572238The strangeness of this business. At picked leisure,

5.1.2582239Which shall be shortly single, I'll resolve you,

5.1.2592240Which to you shall seem probable, of every

5.1.2602241These happened accidents. Till when, be cheerful

5.1.2612242And think of each thing well. [To Ariel] Come hither, spirit:

5.1.2622243Set Caliban and his companions free;

5.1.2632244Untie the spell. [To Alonso] How fares my gracious sir?

5.1.2642245There are yet missing of your company

5.1.2652246Some few odd lads that you remember not.

[To Trinculo and Caliban] Every man shift for all the rest, and let

5.1.2682250No man take care for himself, for all is

5.1.2692251But fortune. Coraggio, bully-monster, corragio!

[Sees Prospero and the others.] If these be true spies which I wear in my head, 2253here's a goodly sight!

O Setebos, these be brave spirits indeed!

5.1.2722255How fine my master is; I am afraid

5.1.2732256He will chastise me.

Ha, ha!

5.1.2752258What things are these, my Lord Antonio?

5.1.2762259Will money buy 'em?

Will money buy 'em? Very like -- one of them

5.1.2772261Is a plain fish and no doubt marketable.

Mark but the badges of these men, my Lords,

5.1.2792263Then say if they be true. This misshapen knave --

5.1.2802264His mother was a witch, and one so strong

5.1.2812265That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,

5.1.2822266And deal in her command without her power.

5.1.2832267These three have robbed me, and this demi-devil

5.1.2842268(For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them

5.1.2852269To take my life. [To Alonso] Two of these fellows you

5.1.2862270Must know and own; this thing of darkness I

5.1.2872271Acknowledge mine.

Acknowledge mine. I shall be pinched to death!

Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?

He is drunk now -- 2275where had he wine?

And Trinculo is reeling ripe -- where should they

5.1.2912277Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em?

5.1.2922278[To Trinculo] How cam'st thou in this pickle?

I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last

5.1.2942280That I fear me will never out of my bones.

5.1.2952281I shall not fear flyblowing.

I shall not fear flyblowing. Why, how now, Stephano?

O touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp.

You'd be king o'the isle, sirrah?

I should have been a sore one then.

This is a strange thing as e'er I looked on.

He is as disproportioned in his manners

5.1.3012288As in his shape. [To Caliban] Go, sirrah, to my cell:

5.1.3022289Take with you your companions. As you look

5.1.3032290To have my pardon, trim it handsomely.

Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter

5.1.3052292And seek for grace. [Aside] What a thrice-double ass

5.1.3062293Was I to take this drunkard for a god

5.1.3072294And worship this dull fool!

And worship this dull fool! Go to: away!

[To Stephano and Trinculo] Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it.

Or stole it rather.

Sir, I invite your highness and your train

5.1.3122299To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest

5.1.3132300For this one night, which part of it I'll waste

5.1.3142301With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall make it

5.1.3152302Go quick away -- the story of my life

5.1.3162303And the particular accidents gone by

5.1.3172304Since I came to this isle. And in the morn

5.1.3182305I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,

5.1.3192306Where I have hope to see the nuptial

5.1.3202307Of these, our dear-belovèd, solemnized;

5.1.3212308And thence retire me to my Milan, where

5.1.3222309Every third thought shall be my grave.

Every third thought shall be my grave. I long

5.1.3232311To hear the story of your life, which must

5.1.3242312Take the ear strangely.

Take the ear strangely. I'll deliver all,

5.1.3252314And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,

5.1.3262315And sail so expeditious that shall catch

5.1.3272316Your royal fleet far off. [Aside to Ariel] My Ariel, chick,

5.1.3282317That is thy charge: then to the elements

5.1.3292318Be free, and fare thou well. [To courtiers] Please you, draw near.