Flout 'em and scout 'em

And scout 'em and flout 'em ;

Thought is free.

Cal. That's not the tune.

[Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe.

Ste. What is this same?

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Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of Nobody.

Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness; if thou beest a devil, take 't as thou list.

Trin. O, forgive me my sins!

Ste. He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy upon us!

Cal. Art thou afeard?

Ste. No, monster, not I.

Cal. Be not afeard: the isle is full of noises,

Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments

Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,

Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked,

I cried to dream again.

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Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing.

Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.

Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story. Trin. The sound is going away let's follow it, and after do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could see this taborer; he lays it on.

Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano.

SCENE III. Another part of the island.

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[Exeunt.

Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.

Gon. By 'r lakin I can go no further, sir;

My old bones ache: here's a maze trod indeed

Through forth-rights and meanders! By your patience,
I needs must rest me.

Alon.

Old lord, I cannot blame thes,
Who am myself attach'd with weariness,

To the dulling of my spirits: sit down and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd

Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.

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Ant. [Aside to Seb.] I am right glad that he's so out of hope.

Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose

That you resolved to effect.

Seb. [Aside to Ant.]

Will we take throughly.

The next advantage

Ant. [Aside to Seb.] Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance

As when they are fresh.

Seb. [Aside to Ant.] I say, to night; no more.

[Solemn and strange music.

Alon. What harmony is this? My good friends, hark! Gon. Marvellous sweet music!

Enter PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c., to eat, they depart.

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these? Seb. A living drollery. Now I will believe

That there are unicorns, that in Arabia

There is one tree, the phoenix' throne, one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.

Ant.

I'll believe both;

And what does else want credit, come to me,

And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn 'em.

Gon.

If in Naples

I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say, I saw such islanders-

For, certes, these are people of the island

Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet note,
Their manners are more gentle-kind than of

Our human generation you shall find

Many, nay, almost any.

Pros.

[Aside] Honest lord,

Thou hast said well; for some of you there present
Are worse than devils.

Alon.

I cannot too much muse

Such shapes, such gesture and such sound, expressing,
Although they want the use of tongue, a kind

Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pros.

[Aside] Praise in departing.

Fran. They vanish'd strangely.

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Seb.

No matter, since

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They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will't please you taste of what is here?

Alon.

Not I.

When we were boys,

Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear.
Who would believe that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at 'em
Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men

Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find
Each putter-out of. five for one will bring us

Good warrant of.

Enter ARIEL, like a harpy; claps

Thunder and lightning.

his wings upon the table; and, with a quaint device, the

banquet vanishes.

Ari. You are three men of sin, whom Destiny, That hath to instrument this lower world

And what is in't, the never-surfeited sea

Hath caused to belch up you; and on this island
Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men
Being most unfit to live.

I have made you mad ;

And even with such-like valour men hang and drown
Their proper selves.

[Alon., Seb., &c., draw their swords.
You fools! I and my fellows

Are ministers of Fate the elements,

Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs
Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish

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One dowle that's in my plume: my fellow-ministers
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,

Your swords are now too massy for your strengths
And will not be uplifted. But remember-

For that's my business to you—that you thrée

From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Exposed unto the sea, which hath requit it,

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Him and his innocent child for which foul deed

The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have

Incensed the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me :
Lingering perdition, worse than any death
Can be at once, shall step by step attend

You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from-
Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads-is nothing but heart-sorrow

And a clear life ensuing.

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He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance, with mocks and mors, and carrying out the table.

Pros Bravely the figures of this harpy hast thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated

In what thou hadst to say so, with good life
And observation strange, my meaner ministers

Their several kinds have done. My high charms work
And these mine enemies are all knit up

In their distractions: they now are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, while I visit

Young Ferdinand, whom they suppose is drown'd,
And his and mine loved darling.

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[Exit above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you In this strange stare?

Alon.
O, it is monstrous, monstrous !
Methought the billows spoke and told me of it;
The winds did sing it to me, and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced
The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass.
Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded, and
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded
And with him there lie mudded.

Seb.

I'll fight their legions o'er.

Ant.

But one fiend at a time,

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[Erit.

I'll be thy second.

[Exeunt Seb. and Ant.

Gon. All three of them are desperate: their great guilt,

Like poison given to work a great time after,
Now 'gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly
And hinder them from what this ecstasy
May now provoke them to.

Adr,

Follow, I pray you.

[Exeunt

ACT IV.

SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S cell.

Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA.

Pros. If I have too austerely punish'd you,

Your compensation makes amends, for I

Have given you here a third of mine own life,
Or that for which I live; who once again

I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love, and thou

Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Heaven,

I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me that I boast her off,

For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise
And make it halt behind her.

Fer.

Against an oracle.

I do believe it

Pros. Then, as my gift and thine own acquisition
Worthily purchased, take my daughter: but

If thou dost break her virgin-knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be minister'd,

No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow; but barren hate,
Sour-eyed disdain and discord shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you shall hate it both: therefore take heed,
As Hymen's lamps shall light you.

Fer.

As I hope

For quiet days, fair issue and long life,

With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,

The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion

Our worser genius can, shall never melt

Mine honour into lust, to take away

The edge of that day's celebration

When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, 30 Or Night kept chain'd below.

Pros.

Fairly spoke.

Sit then and talk with her; she is thine own.

What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel!

Enter ARIEL.

Ari. What would my potent master? here I am.

Pros. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service Did worthily perform; and I must use you

In such another trick. Go bring the rabble,

O'er whom I give the power, here to this place :
Incite them to quick motion; for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art: it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.

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