Coarse grass, used sometimes for covering farm-buildings. This direction is omitted in most modern editions; "slowly" is added in the MS., 1632

her blessings on you.1 Earth's increase, foison plenty,

Barns, and garners never empty;

Vines, with clust ring bunches growing;
Plants, with goodly burden bowing;
Rain come to you, at the farthest,
In the very end of harvest!

Scarcity and want shall shun you;
Ceres blessing so is on you.

Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold
To tak these spirits?

P.0.

Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'd to enact

¡My present fancies.

Fer.

Let me live here ever:

So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife,'

Makes this place Paradise.

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy pleasure?
Pro.
Spirit,

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented Ceres,
I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd
Lest I might anger thee.

Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?
Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking:
So full of valour, that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kissing of their feet, yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their ears,
Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses,
As they smelt music: so I charm'd their ears,

JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment. That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through
Pro. Sweet now, silence!

ano and Ceres whisper seriously;

There's something else to do. Hush, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the winding
brooks,

With your sedge crowns, and ever harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land
Answer your summons: Juno does command.
Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love: be not too late.

Enter certain Nymphs.

You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow, and be merry.
Make holy-day: your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.

Eater certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with
the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the end where-
of PROs. starts suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a
strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish.
Pro. Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy
Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates,
Against my life; the minute of their plot
Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well
Avoid; no more.

Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking gorse, and thorns
Which enter'd their frail skins: at last I left them
I' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake
O'erstunk their feet.

Pro.
This was well done, my bird,
Thy shape invisible retain thou still:
The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither,
For stale' to catch these thieves.
Ari.
I go, I go. [Exit.
Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture never can stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, &c.
Even to roaring.-Come, hang them on this line.
ARIEL hangs them on the line, and with PROSPERO
remains unseen.

Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet.
Cal. Pray you, wead softly, that the blind mole may

not

Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.

Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmdone.-less fairy, has done little better than played the Jack'

Fer. This is strange: your father's in some passion
That works him strongly.

Mira.
Never till this day,
Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.
Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort,
As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,

with us.

Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss, at which my nose is in great indignation.

Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you; look you,―

Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster.

Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still.

Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to

Infe. the remainder of the song is given to Ceres. 2 Spring in f. e. 3 wise in f. e. 4 sedg'd: in f. e. A vapor, from reek " hins: in f. e. 7 A decoy. f.e. have only the direction, PROSPERO and ARIEL remain unseen. Jack o' lantern.

Shall hood-wink this mischance: therefore, speak softly;
All's hush'd as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,-
Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in
that, monster, but an infinite loss.

Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.

Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour.

Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here?
This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter:
Do that good mischief, which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,

For aye thy foot-licker.

Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo: by this hand, I'll Ihave that gown.

Trin. Thy grace shall have it.

Trin. Do, do we steal by line and level, and 't like your grace.

Ste. I thank thee for that 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 you fingers, and away with the rest.

Cal. I will have none on 't: we shall lose our time,
And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to 'apes
With foreheads villainous low.

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.

Ste. Ay, and this.

[A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on.]

Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey!

Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver!

Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark! [CAL., STE., and TRIN. are driven out. Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews

Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean, With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them, To doat thus on such luggage? Let't alone, Than pard, or cat o' mountain. [Cries and roaring And do the murder first: if he awake, Ari. Hark! they roar. Pro. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little, Follow, and do me service.

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.

[Exeunt.

ACT V.

SCENE I.-Before the Cell of PROSPERO.
Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes; and ARIEL.
Pro. Now does my project gather to a head:
My charms crack not, my spirits obey, and time
Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day?
Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord,
You said our work should cease.

Pro.
I did say so,
When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit,
How fares the king and 's followers?
Ari.
Confin'd together
In the same fashion as you gave in charge;
Just as you left them: all prisoners, sir,
In the line-grove which weather-fends your cell;
They cannot budge till your release. The king,
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted,
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly
Him that you term'd, sir, the good old lord, Gonzalo:
His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops
From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works
them,

One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,
Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
Tho' with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick,
Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury
Do I take part. The rarer action is

In virtue, than in vengeance: they being penitent,
The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown farther. Go; release them, Ariel.
My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.

Ari.
I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit.
Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and
groves;

And ye, that on the sands with printless foot
Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him,
When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that
By moonshine do the green-sward' ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime
Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid
(Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd
The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,
And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault
Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory
Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up
The pine and cedar: graves, at my command,
Have waked their sleepers; oped, and let them forth
By my so potent art. But this rough magic
Not in f. e. The old word for lime. • green-sour: in f. e.

That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.

Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit?

Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.
Pro.

And mine shall.

Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
Of their afflictions, and shall not myself,

Not in fe. An old clo' shop.

Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue
Should become kings of Naples ? ! rejoice
Beyond a common joy, and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars. In one voyage

Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;

And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,

Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom,
In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,

When no man was his own.

Have I done since I went.
Pro.
My tricksy spirit! [Aside
Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen
From strange to stranger.-Say, how came you hither?
Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake,
I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep,
And (how we know not) all clapp'd under hatches,
Where, but even now, with strange and several noise
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty:
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master
Capering to eye her on a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought moping hither.

Ari.

Was 't well done?
Pro. Bravely, my diligence! Thou shalt Asid

Set Caliban and his companions free;
Untie the spell. [Ex. ARIEL.] How fares my gracious sin
There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and
TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel.

Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no ma take care for himself, for all is but fortune.-Coragio bully-monster, coragio!

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in head, here's a goodly sight.

Cal. O Setebos! these be brave spirits, indeed.
How fine my master is! I am afraid
He will chastise me.

Seb.

Ha, ha!

What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Will money buy them?

Ant.

Very like one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.

Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords Then say, if they be true.-This mis-shapen knave,

Alon. Give me your hands: [To FER. and MIR. His mother was a witch; and one so strong Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart,

That doth not wish you joy!

Be it so Amen.

Gon.
Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain
amazedly following.

O look, sir! look, sir! here are more of us,

I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,

This fellow could not drown.-Now, blasphemy,

I The entrance of the cell opens, and, in f. e. a without in f. e.

That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
And deal in her command with all her power.
These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil
(For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them
To take my life: two of these fellows you
Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.

Cal.

I shall be pinch'd to death.