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DEED ED DE EA; Dramatis Perſons.
A ON SO, King of Naples.
Sebaſtian, his Brother.
Proſpero, the right Duke of Milan.
Anthonio, his Brother, the uſurping Duke of Milan. Ferdinand, Son to the King of Naples.
Gonzalo, an honeſt old Coumſellor of Naples.
Adrian, Franciſco, 8 Lords.
Caliban, a- Salvage, and deformed Slave.
Trinculo, a Fefter.
Stephano, à drunken Butler.
Maſter of a Ship, Boatfwain and Mariners. 5 0 | |
Miranda, Daughter to Proſpefo. Ariel, an airy Spirit.
Iris, Ceres, 3 2 | Juno, Spirits, employ'd in the Maſque. Nymphs, | - Reapers,
Other Spirits, attending on Profyero. SCENE, an uninhabited and.
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1 SCENE, On 4 Ship at Sea.
A tempeſtuous noiſe of thunder and lightning heard : Enter a Ship-maſter, and a Boatfwain. G |
MASTER. ed Oatſwin, | PSY W Boatſ. Here, Maſter : what cheer ? WW Maſt. Good, ſpeak to th" Mariners: fall to't yarely, or we run ourſelves a-
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— De Enter Mariners. | W Boat/. Hey, my hearts 3 cheerly,
my Hearts; yare, yare; take in the top-ſail; tend to th' maſter's whiſtle ; blow, till thou burit thy wind, if room enough. 2
Enter Alonſo, Sebaſtian, Antonio, Ferdinand.
ä Gonzalo, and others.
| Alon. Good Boatſwain, have care; where's the ma-
ſter ? play the men.
Beatſ. I pray now, keep below.
Ant, Where is the maſter, Boatſwain ?
Boatſ. Do you not hear him? you mar our labour; keep your cabins; you do aſſiſt the ſtorm.
Gonz. Nay, good, be patient.
Boatſ. When the ſea is. Hence what care theſe Roarers for the name of King? to cabin; filence ; trou-
ble us not. A 2 Gonz-
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Gonz. Good, yet remember whom thou haſt aboard- Baatſ. None, that J more love than myſelf. You are
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a Counſellor ; if you can command theſe elements to ſi-
lence, and work. the peace o' the preſent, we will not hand a rope more; _ uſe your authority. If you cannot, give thanks you have liv'd ſo long, and make yourſelf ready in your cabin for the miſchance of the hour, if it ſo hap. Cheerly, good hearts : out of our way, I fay. | [Exit.
Gonz, I have great comfort from this fellow ; me- thinks, he hath no drowning Mark upon him ; his com- pon is perfect gallows. Stand faſt, good fate, to his nging ; make the rope of his deſtiny our cable, for our
own doth little advantage: if he be not born to be
hang'd, our caſe is miſerable. [Exeunt. Re-enter Boatſwain. c
Boat/. Down with the top-maſt : yare, lower, lower ; bring her to try with main courſe. A plague upon this howling ! |
A cry within, Re-enter Sebaſtian, Anthonio, and
Gonzalo.
They are louder than the weather, or our office. Vet a- gain? what do you here? ſhall v give o'er, and drown ? have you a mind to fink ? . |
Sebaſ. A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blaſphe- mous, uncharitable deg.
Boat. Work you then.
Ant. Hang, cut, hang; you whoreſon, inſolent, noiſe- maker; we are leſs afraid to be drown'd, than thou art.
Conx. ÞIl warrant him from drowning, tho the ſhip _ were no ſtronger than a nut-ſhell, and as leaky as an un- ſtanch'd wench. |
Boat/. Lay her a-hold, a-hold ; ſet her two courſes off to ſea again, lay her off.
Enter marriners abet. | Mar. All loſt! to prayers, to prayers ! [Exe. Boat/. What, muſt our Meuths be cold?
© Sonx. The King and Prince at Prayers! let us aſſiſt em.
For our caſe 1s as theirs. | Sc. I'm oat of patience. Ant. We're meerly cheated of our lives by drunkards. This wide-Chopt raſcal would, thou might' lie drowning, 1
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The waſhing of ten tides ! Gonz. He'll be hang'd yet, Though every drop of water ſwear againſt it,
And gape at wid'ſt to glut him. LS!
[ 4 confuſed noiſe within.) Mercy on us! We ſplit, we ſplit! Farewel, my Wife and Children! Brother, farewel ! we ſplit, we ſplit, we ſplit ! Ant. Let's all fink with the King. [Exit. Seb. Let's take leave of him. [ Exit. Gonz. Now would I give a thouſand furlongs of fea, for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, any thing ; ---- the wills above be done, but I would fain die a dry death!
SCENE changes to a Part of the Inchanted and, near the Cell of Proſpero.
Enter Proſpero and Miranda.
Mira. If by your art (my deareſt father) you have Put the wild Waters in this roar, allay them: The sky, it ſeems, would poor down itinking pitch, But that the ſea, mounting to th' welkin's cheek, Daſhes the fire out. Oh! I have ſuffer'd With thoſe that I ſaw ſuffer ; a brave veſſel (Who had, no doubt, ſome noble creatures in her) Daſh'd all to pieces. O] the cry did knock Againſt my very heart: poor fouls, they periſh'd ! Had I been any God of Pow'r, I would Have ſunk the ſea within the earth ; or ere It ſhou!d the good ſhip ſo have {wallow'd, and The fraighting ſouls within her.
Pro. Be collected; No more amazement ; tell your piteous heart, 'There's no harm done. |
Mira. O wo the day !
Pro. No harm. I have done nothing but in care of thee, (Of thee my dear one, thee my daughter) who Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing Ot whence I am; nor that I am more better Than Praſpero, maſter of a full poor cell, And thy no greater father. |
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Mira. More to know Did never meddle with my * Pro. Tis time, J ſhould inform thee farther. Lend thy hand, And pluck my magick garment from me: ſo! 1 [ Lays down his mantle. Lie there my Art. Wipe thou thine eyes, have comfort. The direful ſpectacle of the wrack, which touch'd The very virtue of compaſſion in thee, I have with ſuch proviſion in mine art So ſafely order'd, that there is no foyle, No not {o much perdition as an hair Betide to any creature in the Veſſel] Which thou heard'ſt cry, which thou ſaw'ſt fink: fit down, For thou muſt know farther, Mira. You have often Begun to tell me what I am, but ſtopt, And left me to a bootleſs inquiſition Concluding, Stay; not jet. Pro. The hour's now come, The very minute bids thee ope thine ear ; Obey, and be attentive. Canſt thou remember A time, before we came unto this cell ? | I do not think, thou canſt ; for then thou waſt not Out three years old. Mira. Certainly, Sir, I can. Pro. By what ? by any other houſe, or perſon ? Of any thing the image tell me, that Hath kept in thy remembrance. Mira. Tis far off: And rather like a dream, than an aſſurance That my remembrance warrants. Had ] not Four. or five women, once, that attended me ? Pro- Thou hadſt, and more, Miranda: but how is it, That this lives in thy mind? what ſeeſt thou elſe In the dark backward and aby ſme of time? If thou remember'ſt ought, ere thou cam'ſt here: How thou cam'ſt here, thou may'ſt. Mita. But that I do not. Pyo.* Tis twelve years ſince, Miranda; twelve years ſince, Tir» father was the Duke of Milan, and 4 Vince o Power,
Mira.
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Mira. Sir, are not you my father ? Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She ſaid, thou waſt my daughter; and thy Father Was Duke of Milan, and his only heir A Princeſs, no worſe iſſu'd. Mira. O the heavens ! What foul play had we, that we came from thence : Or bleſſed was't we did? Pro. Both, both, my girl : By foul play (as thou ſay'it) were we heav'd thence ;
But bleſſedly help'd hither.
Mira. O my heart bleeds
To think o'th* teene that I have turn'd you to.
Which is from my remembrance. - Pleaſe you, farther. Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio
I pray thee, mark me; (that a brother ſhould
Be ſo perfidious !) he whom next thyſelf
Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put
The manage of my ſtate ; (as, at that time,
Through all the ſignories it was the firſt ;
And Proſpero the prime Duke, being ſo reputed
In dignity ; and for the liberal arts,
Without a parellel; thoſe being all my ſtudy :)
The government I caſt upon my brother,
And to my ſtate grew ſtranger ; being tranſported.
And wrapt in ſecret ſtudies. Thy falſe uncle
(Doſt thou attend me ?) .
Mira. Sir, moſt heedfully. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant ſuits,
How to deny them; whom t advance, and whom
To traſh for over-topping ; new created
The creatures, that were mine; I ſay, or chang'd em,
Or elſe new form'd 'em ; having both the key
Of officer and office, ſet all hearts th* ſtate
To what tune pleas'd his ear, that now he was
The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk,
And ſuck' d my verdure out ont. Thou attend'ſt not. Mira. Good Sir, I do, | 30Y Pro. I pray thee, mark me then.
Is thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To cloſeneſs, and the bettering of my mind,
With that which, but by being ſo retired, _
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O'er priz d all popular rate, in my falſe brother Awak'd an evil nature; and my truſt
Like a good parent, did beget of him
A falſehood in its contrary, as great
As my truſt was; which had, indeed, no limit, A confidence /ans bound. He being thus lorded Not only with what my revenue yielded, But what my power might elſe exact; like one, Who having into truth, by telling of it,
Made ſuch a ſinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie, he did believe . He was indeed the Duke ; from ſubſtitution, And executing th' outward face of royalty,
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Mira. Your tale, Sir, would cure deafneſs.
Pro. To have no ſcreen between this part he plaid, |
And him he plaid it for, he needs ul be Abſolute Milan. Me, poor man;
my library
Was Dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties
He thinks me now incapable : confederates
(So dry he was for ſway) with th' King of Naples
To give him annual tribute, do him homage;
Subject his coronet to his crown; and bend
The Dukedom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan ])
To moſt ignoble ſtooping. fe Mira. O the heav'ns! 5
Pro, Mark his condition, and th' event; then tell me,
If this might be a Brother ? » Mira. 1 ſhould ſin, 8
To think but nobly of my grand- mother;
Good wombs have bore bad ſons.
Pro. Now the condition:
This King of Naples, being an enemy
To me inveterate, hearks my brother's ſuit ; Which was, that he in lieu o'th* premiſes, - Of homage, and I know not how much tribute, Should preſently extirpate me am mine Out of the Dukedom ; and confer fair Milan,
. With all the honours, on my brother. Whereon A treacherous army levy'd, one mid-night Fated to th* purpoſe, did A4nthonzo open
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The gates of Milan; and, i'th' dead of darkneſs, The miniſters for th* purpoſe hurry'd there Me, and thy crying ſelf. Mira. Alack, for pity ! I, not remembring how I cry'd out then, Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint, That wrings mine eyes to't.
Pro. Hear a little further,
And then I'Il bring thee to the preſent buſineſs. Which now's upon's, without the which this f ory Were moſt impertinent.
Mira. Why did they not That hour deſtroy us?
Pro. Well demanded, wench; , | My tale provokes that queſtion. Dear, they dur! not (So dear the love my people bore me 3) ſet A mark ſo bloody on the buſineſs ; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends.
In few, they hurry'd us aboard a bark;
Bore us ſome leagues to ſea ; where they prepar'd A rotten carcaſs of a boat, not rigg'd,
Nor tackle, fail, nor maſt; the very rats Inſtinctively had quit it: there they hoiſt us
To cry to th' ſea, that roar'd to us; to ſigh
To th' winds, whole pity, fighing back again, Did us but loving wrong. [ ER.
Mira. Alack ! what trouble Was I then to you?
Pro, O! a Cherubim Thou waſt, that did preſerve me. Thou didſt ſmile, Infuſed with a fortitude ſrom heav'n,
(When I have deck'd the ſea with drops full falt ;] Under my burthen groan'd ;) which rais'd in me An undergoing ſtomach, to bear up
Againſt what ſhould enſue.
Mira. How came we a-ſhore ?
Pro, By providence divine.
Some food we had, ang ſome freſh water, that A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,
Out of his charity (being then appointed Maſter of this deſign) did give us, with
Rich garments, linnens, Rutts, and necetfiries,
Ag: Which
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Which ſince have ſteeded much. So of his gentleneſs, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furniſh'd me From my own library, with volumes that I prize above my Dukedom. Mira. Would I might But ever ſee that man! Fro. Now, 1: Sit ſtill and hear the laſt of our ſea ſorrow. Here in this iſland we arriv'd, and here Have I, thy ſchool-maſter, made thee more profit 'Than other Princeſs can, that have more time For vainer hours, and tutors not ſo careful. Mira. Heav*ns thank you for't! And now, I pray you, Sir, (For ſtill tis beating in my mind) your reaſon For raiſing this Tea-ftorm ? / Pro. Know thus far forth ; By accident moſt ſtrange, bountiful fortune - (Now my dear lady) hath mine enemies Brought to this ſhore : and, by my preſcience I find, my Zenith doth depend upon A moſt auſpicious ſtar ; whoſe influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop— Here ceaſe more queſtions z Thou art inclin'd tofleep. *Tis à good dulneſs, And give it way; I know, thou can ſt not chjſe —— - [Miranda feeepr, Come away, ſervant, come ; I'm ready now : | Approach, my Ariel. Come. | | Enter Ariel. Ari. All hail, great maſter! grave Sir, hail! I come To anſwer thy beſt pleaſure : Be't to fly; To ſwim ; todive into the fire; to ride On thecurl'd clouds: to thy ſtrong bidding task Ariel, and all his qualities, Pro. Haſt thou, ſpirit, | Perform'd to point the tempeſt that I bad thee ? Ari. To every Article. | J boarded the King's ſhip : now on the beak, Now in the waſte, the deck, in every cabin, I flam'd amazement. Sometimes, Id divide, ' And burn in many places; on the top-maſt,
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Pro. My brave, brave ſpirit! wy Who was ſo'firm, ſo conſtant, that this coyl Would not infect his reaſon ?
Ari. Not a ſoul But felt a fever of the-mind, and plaid Some tricks of deſperation : all, but mariners, Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the veſlel, Then all a-fire with me: the King's ſon Ferdinand With hair up-ſtarting (then like reeds, not hair) Was the firſt man, that leap'd ; cry'd, “hell is empty; & And all the devils are here.
Pro. Why, that's my Spirit ! But was not this nigh ſhore?
Ari. Cloſe by, my maſter.
Pro. But are they, Ariel, ſafe ?
Pro. Not a hair periſh'd : On their ſuſtaining garments not a blemiſh, But freſher than before. And as thou badſt me, In troops I have diſpers'd them bout the iſle : 'The King's ſon have I landed by himſelf, Whom I left cooling of the air with fighs, In an odd angle of the iſle, and fitting, His arms in this fad Knot.
Pro, Of the King's ſhip, 2 The mariners, fay how thou haſt diſpos d, And all the reſt o'th' fleet ? |
Ari. Safely in harbour | Is the King's ſhip ; in the deep nook, where ance Thou call'ſt me up at midnight, to fetch dew From the ſtill-vext Bermudas, there ſhe's hid: The mariners are under hatches ſtow'd, Who, with a charm join'd to their ſuffer'd labour, P'veleft afleep ; and for the reſt o'th* fleet (Which 1 diſpers'd) they all have met again, And are upon the Mediterranean float,
12 The TEMPEST | Bound ſadly home for Naples; Suppoßing. that they ſaw the King's ſhip wrackt And his great perſon periſh. Pro. Ariel, thy charge Exactly is perform'd ; but there's more work: W hat is the time o'th' day? Ari. Paſt the mid ſeaſon; | Pro. At leaſt two glaſſes ; the time *twixt fix and now Moſt by us both be ſpent moſt preciouſly. f | Ari. Is there more toil ? ſince thou deſt give me pains, Let me remember thee what thou haſt promis d.
1 Which is not yet perform'd me. T
Pro. How now ? Moody ? / What is't thou can'ſt demand? f
Ari, My liberty. | F:
Pro. Before the time be out? no more. (
Ari. I pr ythee, ; / Remember, I have done thee worthy ſervice ; ' 4 Told thee no lies, made no miſtakings, ſerv'd Without or grudge, or grumblings ; thou did'ſt promiſe To bate me a full year: | no
Pro. Doſt thou forget | * i From what a torment I did free thee ? N | ]
Ari. No. | (
Pro. Thou doſt, and think'ſt it much to tread the 00z6 y Of the ſalt deep? | | ( To run upon the ſharp Wind of the North; , To do me buſineſs in the veins o'th' earth, ; When it is bak'd with froſt. | Fi. I do not, Sir. . EN.
Pro. Thou ly'ſt, malignant thing: haſt thou forget . The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy : ; Was grown intoa hcop? haſt thou forgot her ?
Ari. No, Sir. K
Pro Thou haſt : where was ſhe born ? ſpeak; tell me. Ari. Sir, in Argier. © Pro. Oh, was ſhe ſo? I muſt | Once in a month recount what thou haſt been, Which thou forget'ſt. This damn'd witch Sycorax,. For miſchiefs manifold and ſcorceries terrible To enter human hearing, from Argier, | Thou know'ſt, was baniſh'd ; for one thing ſhe —_ | ' ey
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hey would not take her Life. Is not this true? Ari. Ay, Sir. Pro. This blue-ey'd hag hither brought with Child And here was left by th' failors ; thou, my flave, \s thou report'ſt thyſelf, waſt then her ſervant. And, for thou waſt a ſpirit too delicate o act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, Refuſing her grand heſts, ſhe did confine thee, By help of her more potent miniſters, And in her moſt unmitigable rage, Into a cloven pine ; within which rift Impiſon'd, thou didſt painfully remain A dozen Years, within which ſpace ſhe dy'd, And left thee there: Where thou didſt vent thy groans, As faſt as mill-wheels ſtrike. Then was this Ifland (Save for the ſon that ſhe did litter here, A freckled whelp, hag-born) not honour'd with A human ſhape.
Ari. Yes; Caliban her ſon,
Pro. Dull thing, I fay ſo: He, that Caliban, Whom now I keep in ſervice. Thou beſt know'ſt, What torment I did find thee in ; thy groans Did make wolves how], and penetrate the breaſts Of ever-angry bears ; it was a torment To lay-upon the damn'd, which Sycorax Could not again undo : It was mine art,
When I arriv'd and heard thee, that * gape The pine, and let thee out.
Ari. I thank thee, maſter.
Pro. If thou more murmur'ſt, T will rend an Oak, And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Thou'ſt howl'd away twelve winters.
Ari. Pardon, maſter J will be correſpondent to command,
And do my ſp'riting gently. Pro. Do fog And after two days I will diſcharge thee.
Ari. That's my noble maſter:
What ſhall I do? fay what ? what ſhall I do ?
P?s, Go make thyſelf like to a nymph oth lea, Be ſubje& to no ſight but mine: Inviſible To every eye-ball elſe. Go take this ſhape,
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And hither come in it: Go hence with diligence.
Awake, dear heart, awake ! thou haſt ſlept well:
Awake Mira. The ſtrangeneſs of your ſtory put
Heavineſs in me.
Pro. Shake it off: Come on; We'll viſit Caliban my flave, who never Yields us kind anſwer.
Mira. Tis a villain, Sir,
I do not love to look on Pro. But, as tis,
We cannot miſs him: He does make our fire,
Fetch in our Wood, and ſerves in Offices
That profit us. What hoa | ſlave! Caliban!
Thou earth, thou! ſpeak. | Cal. (within.) There's Wood enough within.
Pro. Come forth, I ſay; there's other buſineſs for thee.
Come, thou Tortoiſe ! when
| Euter Ariel like a Water-Nymph.
Fine apparition ! my quaint Ariel,
Hark in thine ar. | | Ari. My lord, it ſhall be done. [Exit. Pro. Thou poiſonous ſlave, got by the Devil himſelf
Upon thy A dam: Come forth.
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Cal. As wicked dew, as e er my mother bruſh'd
With raven's feather from unwholeſome fen,
Drop on you both! a ſouth weſt blow on ye,
And' bliſter you-all o'er ! | Pra. For this, be ſure, to night thou ſhalt have cramps,
Side-ſtitches that ſhall pen thy breath up; urchins
Shall, for that vaſt of night that they may work,
All exerciſe on thee : thou ſhalt be pinch'd
As thick as honey combs, each pinch more Ringing
Than bees that made em. Cal. I muſt eat my dinner.
This Iſland's mine by Syceraæ my mother.
Which thou tak'ſt from me. When thou cameſt firſt,
Thou ſtroak dſt me, and mad'ſt much of me; would'ſt
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To name the bigger light, and how the leſs,
That burn by day and night: And then I lov'd thee, And ſhew'd thee all the qualities o'th' Ifle,
The freſh ſprings, brine pits ; barren place, and fertile,
Curs'd be I, that I did fo! all the charms | Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats light on you! For I am all the ſubjects that you have, Who firſt was. my own King ; and here you ſty me In this hard rock, whilſt you do keep from me The reſt of the Iſland.
Pro. Thou moſt lying ſlave, Whom ſtripes may move, not kindneſs ; I have us'd thee (Filth as thou art) with humane care, and lodg'd In mine own Cell, till thou didſt ſeek to violate The honour of my child.
Cal. Oh ho, oh ho! —I wou'd, it had been done Thou didſt prevent me, I had peopled elſe This Iſle with Ca/ibans.
Pre. Abhorred ſlave ; Which any print of goodneſs wilt not take. Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee ſpeak, taught thee each hour One thing or other, When thou didit not, ſavage, | Know thine own meaning, but would'ſt gabble like A thing moſt brutiſh, I endow'd thy ' purpoſes | With words that made them known. But thy vile race (Tho' thou didſt learn) had that in't, which good natures
Cou'd not abide to be with; therefore waſt thou
Deſervedly confin'd into this rock, Who hadſt deſerved more than a priſon Cal. Vou taught me language, and my profit on't Is, I know how to curſe: the red plague rid you, For learning me your language Pro. Hag: ſeed, hence! | Fetch us in Fewel, and-be quick (thou wer't beſt) To anſwer other buſineſs. Shrug'it thou, malice ? If thou neglect'ſt or doſt unwillingly What I cammand, P'll rack thee with old cramps,
Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee roar,
That beafts ſhall tremble at thy din, Cal. No, pray thee. * 1 mult obey S dis art is of ſuch pow'r, 1 | | t
16 The TEMPEST. '
It would controul my dam's good Setebos, And make a vaſſal of him. #...*,
Pro. So, ſlave, hence! [Exit Caliban. Enter Ferdinand; and Ariel invifible, playing and finging.
ARIELs SONG.
Come unto theſe yellow ſands, And then take hands : | Curt fied when you have, and ki The — pts; abt; * Foot it feathy here and there, Ana, feet ſprites, the burthen bear. | | it; [Burthen diſperſedly. Hark, hart, bough-wawyh : The watch dogs bark, Bough-wagh. | Ari. Hark, bart, I hear The ftrain of ftrutting chanticlere . Cry, cock-a-doodle-do.
Fer. Where ſhould this muſick be, in air, or earth? It ſounds no more: And, ſure, it waits upon Some God o'th* Iſland. Sitting on a bank, Weeping againſt the King my father's wreck, This muſick crept by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury and my paſſion, Pe With its ſweet air; thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather but tis gone. No, it begins again. |
| AIXIE L's SONG.
Full fatbom five thy father lies,
G his * are — made. Thoſe are pearl, that were his eyes 3 | Nothing of him, that doth fade,
But doth ſuffer a ſca- change,
Into ſomething rich and ſtrange. Sea nymphs hourly ring his &nell. | Hark, now I hear them, ding-dong, bell. 2
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Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eyes advance, And ſay, what thou ſeeſt yonxd. an. Mira. What ist, a ſpirit? 12 Lord, how it looks about! believe me, Sir,
lt carries a brave form. But tis a ſpirit.
Pro. No, wench, it eats, and ſleeps, and hath ſuch ſenſe As we have, ſuch. This gallant, which thou ſeeſt, Was in the wreck : And, but he's ſomething ftain'd With grief, (that's beauty's canker) thou might'ſt call him A goodly perſon. He hath loſt his fellows,
And ſtrays about to find *em. | Mira. I might call him ly. A thing divine; fon nothing natural Jever ſaw ſo noble. Pro. It goes on, I ſee. | [ fide. As my ſoul prompts it. Spirit, fine ſpirit, I'll free thee Within two days for this. Fer. Moſt ſure, the Goddeſs : On whom theſe ayres attend! vouchſafe, my pray'r ? May know, if you remain upon this Ifland ; And that you will ſome good inſtruction give, How I may bear me here: My prime requeſt (Which I do laſt pronouce) is, O you wonder If you be maid or no? Mira. No wonder, Sir, But certainly a maid. Fer. My language ! heavens ! I am the beſt of them that ſpeak this ſpeech, Were I but where 'tis ſpoken. Pro, How ? the belt ? | What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard thee ? Fer. A ſingle thing, as I am now, that wonders To. hear thee ſpeak of Naples, He does hear me ; And, that he does, I weep : myſelf am Naples, Who, with mine eyes (ne'er ſince at ebb) beheld The King my father wrackt. Mira. Alack, for mercy! ! Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords: The Duke of Milan, 18 And his brave ſon, being twain. Pro. The Duke of Milan,
And his more braver daughter, could dontroul thee,
If now were fit to de't:; —At the firſt ſight, | | They
18 The TEMPEST.
They have chang'd eyes, (delicate Ariel I' ſet thee free for this.) A word, good Sir, I fear you've done yourſelf ſome wrong: A word.— Mira. Why ſpeaks my father ſo ungently ? this Is the third man, that I e'er ſaw ; the firſt That e'er I ſigh'd for. Pity move my father To be. inclin'd my way ! Fer. O, if a Virgin. And your Affection not gone forth, I'll make you The Queen of Naples. Pro. Soft, Sir, one word INOVE, mano They re both in either's power: but this-ſwift buſmeſs J muſt uneaſy make, leſt too light winning Make the prize light. Sir, one word more ; I charge-thee, That thou attend me: Thou doſt here uſurp The name thou ow'ſt not, and haſt put thy felf Upon this Iſland, as a ſpy, to win it From me, the lord on't. Fer. No, as I'm a man
Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in ſuch a temple. -
If the ill ſpirit have ſo fair an houſe, Good things will ſtrive to dwell with't. Pro. Follow me—— Speak not you for him : He's a traitor. Come, Fil manacle thy neck and feet together; Sea-water ſhalt thou drink ; thy food ſhall be The freſh brook muſſels, withered roots, and husks Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow, Fer. No, | I will reſiſt ſuch entertainment, "till Mine enemy has more power. He draws, and is 22 rom modding Mira. O dear — * Make not too raſh a tryal of him; for He's gentle, and not fearful. Pro. What, I ſay, My foot my tutor ? put thy ſword up, traitor, Who mak'ſt a ſhew, but dar'ſt not ſtrike ; thy conſcience Is ſo poſſeſt with guilt: Come from thy ward, For I can here diſarm thee with this ſtick, And make weapon drop. | Mira.
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Mira. Beſcech you, father. Pro. Hence: Hang not on my garment. Mira. Sir, have pity ; I'll be his ſurety. | Pre. Silence: One word more | Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee, What, An advocate for an impoſtor? huſh ! Thou think'ſt there are no more ſuch ſhapes as he, Having ſeen but him and Caliban; fooliſh wench ! . To th moſt of men this is a Caliban, And they to him are Angels. Mira. My afteftions Are then moſt humble : I have no ambition To ſee a goodlier man. Pro, Come on, obey; Thy nerves are in their infancy again, And have no vigour in them. Fer. So they are: | My ſpir Its, as ina dream, are all bound up. My father's loſs, the weakneſs which J feel, The wrack of all my friends, and this man's threats, To whom I am ſubdu'd, are but light to me; Might I but through my priſon once a day Behold this maid : All Corners elſe o'th* earth Let liberty make uſe of ; ſpace enough Have I, in ſuch a priſon. Pro. Tt works : Come on (Thou haft done well, fine Miel: follow me. Hark, what thou elſe: ſhalt do me. [To Ariel * Mira. Be of comfort, My father's of a better nature, Sir, Than he appears by ſpeech : This is unwonted, Which now came from him. Pro. Thou ſhalt be as free As mountain winds ; but then exactly do All points of my command. Ari. To thy ſyllable. Pro, Come, follow : Speak not for him [Exe.
ACT
20 The TEMPEST.
CT 18 SCENE, Another Part of the Iſland.
Enter Alonſo, Sebaſtian, -Anthonio, Gonzalo,. Adrian, Franciſco, and others.
Gon. Eſeech you, Sir, be merry: vou have cauſe
(So have we all) of joy ! for our eſcape Is much beyond our loſs ; our hint of woe
Is common; every day, ſome ſailor's wife,
'The matters of ſome merchant, and the merchant, Have juſt our theam of woe: but for the miracle, (I mean our preſervation) few in millions
Can ſpeak like us: Then wiſely, good Sir, weigh Our Sorrow with our comfort. 2
Alon. Pr'ythee, peace. a
Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge.
Ant. The viſitor wi J not give ver ſo.
Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit, by and by it will ſtrike. |
Gon, Sir.———
Seb. One: Te]. —
Gon, When every grief! is entertain d, that's offer d; comes to the entertainer Seb. A dollor.
Con. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you a have ſpoken
truer than you propoſed. - Seb. You have taken it wiſelier than I meant you ſhould,
Gon. Therefore, my lord...
Ant. Fie, what a 1 is he of his tongue ?
Alon. I pr'ythee, ſpare
Gon. Well, I have — But yet y
Seb. He will be talking.
Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good wager, firſt begins to crow ?
Seb. The old Cock.
Ant. The cockrel.
Seb. Done: The wager ?
Antl A laughter.
Seb. A match.
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The TEMPEST. 21
Though this iſland ſeem to be deſart So, you're paid Uninhabitable, and almoſt inacceſible———
Seb. vet.
Seb.
Ant.
Aar. Yet
Art. He could not miſs t.
Adr. It muſt needs be of ſubtle, tender, and delicate temperance.
Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.
Seb. Ay, and a ſubtle, as he moſt learnedly deliver'd. Aar. The air breathes upon us here moſt ſweetly, Ant. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.
Ant. Or, as twere perfum'd by a fen. Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life.
True, fave means to live.
. Of that there's none or little. |
How luſh and luſty the graſs looks? how green? Ant.
The ground indeed is tawny.
With an eye of green in't.
He miſſes not much.
Seb. No: he does but miſtake the truth totally.
Gon. But the rarity of it is, which is indeed almoſt be- yond credit |
Seb. As many voucht rarities are. PR
Gen. That our garments being (as they were) drench'd in the ſea, hold notwithſtanding their freſhneſs and gloſ- ſes; being rather new dy'd, than ſtain'd with ſalt water.
Ant. It but one of his pockets could ſpeak, would it not ſay, he lies?
Seb. Ay, or very falſely pocket up his report.
Gon, Methinks, our garments are now as treſh as when we put them on firſt in 4frich, at the marriage of the King's fair Daughter C/arib/e to the King of Tunis.
Seb. Twas a ſweet marriage, and we proſper well in our return.
Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with ſuch a para- gon to their Queen. |
Gon. Not ſince widow Di#av's time. |
Ant. Widow? a pox o'that: how came that widow in? widow Dias? oF | IS
Seb. What if he had faid, widower Æneas too? Good lord, how you take it ! | Aar.
22 The TEMPEST.
Ard. Widow Dido, ſaid you? you make me ſtudy of that: She was of Carthage not of Tunis. Gen. This Tunis, Sir, was Carthage. Adr. Carthage ? Gor. I aſſure you, Carthage, Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houſes too. Ant. What impoſſible matter will he make eaſy next! Seb, I think he will carry this Iſland home in his poc- ket, and give it his ſon for an apple. Ant. And ſowing the kernels of it in the ſea, bring forth more Iflands. | Gon. Ay. | Ant. Why, in good time. | Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments ſeem now as freſh, as when we were at Tunis, at the marriage of your daughter, who is now Queen. | Ant. And the rareſt that e'er came there. Seb. Bate, I beſtech you, widow Diab. Ant. O, widow Dido ! ay, widow Dido Gor. Is not my doublet, Sir, as freſh as the firſt day TI wore it? I mean, in a fort. | | Ant. That ſort was well fiſh'd for. Gen. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage. Alon. You cram theſe words into mine ears againſt The ſtomach of my ſenſe. Would I had never Married my daughter there! for coming thence, My ſon is loſt; and, in my rate, ſhe too; Who is ſo far from [taly remov'd, | I ne'er again ſhall ſee her: O thou mine heir Of Naples and of Milan, what ſtrange fiſh Hath made his meal on thee ? Fran. Sir, he may live. ] I ſaw him beat the ſurges under him, | | And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water ; ] Whoſe enmity he flung aſide, and breaſted | The ſurge moſt ſwoln that met him : his bold head | ] 4
*Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Himſelf with his good arms in luſty ſtrokes
To the ſhore ; that o'er his wave-worn baſis bow'd,
He came alive to land. 2
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Alon. No, no, he's gone.
Seb. Sir, yon may thank yourſelf for this great loſs. That wou'd not bleſs our Europe with your Daughter, But rather loſe her to an African ;
Where ſhe, at leaſt, is baniſh'd from your eye,
dy of
. Who hath cauſe to wet the grief on't. Alon. Pr'ythee, peace. ext? Seb. You were kneel'd to, and importuned otherwie
poc- By all of us; and the fair ſoul herſelf Weigh'd between loathneſs and obedience, at Which end the beam ſhould bow. We've loſt your ſon, I fear,. for ever, Milan and Naples have More widows in them of this buſineſs making, Than we bring men to comfort them: The fault's your own. Alon. So is the deareſt o' th' loſs. Gon. My lord Sebaſtian, The truth you ſpeak, doth lack ſome gentleneſs, And time to ſpeak it in: You ruh the tore, When you ſhould bring the plaiſter, Seb. Very well. Ant. And moſt chirurgeonly. Gon. It is foul: weather in us all, ; good Sir, When you are cloudy. ; Seb. Foul weather? | Ant. Very foul. Gon. Had I the plantation of this ile, my * Ant. He'd ſow't with nettle ſeed. Seb. Or docks, or mallows. Con. And were the King on't, what would I- do? Seb. Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Gon. I'th' commonwealch, I would by contraries Execute all things; for no kind of traflick Would I admit ; no name of magiſtrate; Letters ſhould not be known ; wealth, poverty, And uſe of ſervice, none; contract, ſucceſſion ; Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No uſe of metal, corn, or wine, or oyl; No occupation, all men idle, all, And women too; bat innocent and pure: No Sovereignty. . Seb. And yet he would be King ont. 3
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Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets the beginning.
Gon. All things in common nature ſhould produce, Without ſweat or endeavour, treaſon, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have, but nature ſhould bring forth, Of its own kind, all foyſon, all abundance To feed my innocent people.
Seb. No marrying mong his ſubjects?
Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves.
Gon. I would with ſuch perfection govern, Sir, T' excel the golden age.
Seb. Save his Majeſty !
Ant. Long live Gonzalo !
Gon. And, do you mark me, Sir?
Alon. Pr'ythee no more; thou doſt talk nothing to me.
Gon. I do well believe your Highneſs ; and did it to mi- niſter occafion to theſe gentlemen, who are of ſuch ſenſible and nimble lungs, that they always uſe to laugh at nothing.
Ant. Twas you we laugh'd at.
Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am nothing to you: So you may continue, and laugh at nothing till.
Ant. What a blow was there given ?
Seb. An it had not fallen flat-!ong.
Gor. You are gentlemen of brave metal; you would
lift the moon out of her ſphere, if ſhe would continue in
it five Weeks without changing. Enter Ariel, playing” ſolemn Muſick
Seb. We would ſo, and then go a bat-fowling.
Ant. Nay, my good ord, be not angry.
Gen. No, I warrant you, I will not adventure my dV. cretion ſo weakly : Will you laugh me aſleep, for I am very heavy?
Ant. Go, ſleep, and hear us.
Alon. What, all ſo ſoon aſleep ? I wiſh, mine eyes Would with themſelves ſhut up my thoughts : I find, They are inclin'd to do ſo.
Seb. Pleaſe you, Sir:
Do not omit the heavy offer of it: It ſeldom viſits ſorrow; when it doth, It is a comforter.
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The TEMPEST. 25 Ant. We two, my lord,
Will guard your perſon, while you take your reſt, And watch your ſafety. ä
Alon. Thank you: wondrous heavy. All aſſeep but Seb. and Ant.
Seb. What a ſtrange drowſineſs poſſeſſes them?
Ant. It is the quality o'th* climate,
Seb. Why, Doth it not then our eye-lids ſink ? I find not Myſelf diſpes'd to ſleep.
Ant. Nor I, my ſpirits are nimble : They fell together all as by conſent, They dropt as by a thunder-ſtroke. What might Worthy Sebaſfian— O, what might——no more, And yet, methinks, I ſee it in thy face, What thou ſhouldſt be: th' occaſion ſpeaks thee, and My ſtrong imagination ſees a crown | — upon thy head.
Seb. What, art thou waking ?
Ant. Do you not hear me ſpeak ?
Seb. I do; and ſurely, | It is a fleepy language; and thou ſpeak'ſt Out of thy fleep ; what is it thou did'ſt ſay ? This 1s a ſtrange repoſe, to be aſleep | With eyes wide open: ſtanding, ſpeaking, moving; And yet ſo faſt aſleep. a a
Ant. Noble Sebaſtian, | Thou let'ſt thy fortune ſleep : die rather: wink'>, Whilſt thou art waking.
Seb. Thou doſt ſnore diſtinctly; There's meaning in thy ſnores.
Ant. I am more ſeriqus than my cuſtom. You Muſt be ſo too, if heed me ; which to do, Trebles thee o'er.
Seb. Well: I am flanding water.
Aut. T'll teach you how to flow,
Seb, Do ſo; to ebb Hereditary ſloth inſtructs me.
Ant. O! If you but knew, how you the purpoſe cheriſh, Whilſt thus you mock it ; how, in ſtripping it, Vou more inveſt it: ebbing * indeed,
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Moſt often do ſo near the bottom run, By their own fear or ſloth. —
Seb. Pr'y thee, ſay on; The ſetting of thine eye and cheek proclaim A matter from thee ; and a birth, indeed, Which throes thee much to yield.
Ant. Thus, Sir: Although this lord of weak remembrance, this, (Who ſhall be of as little memory,
When he's earth'd ;) hath here almoſt perſuaded
(For he's a ſpirit of perſuaſion, only | Profeſſes to perſuade) the King, his ſon's alive; Tis as impoſſible that he's undrown'd, As he, that ſleeps here, ſwims.
Seb. IJ have no hope, That he's undrown'd.
Ant. O, out of that no hope,
What great hope have you ? no hope, that way, is
Another way ſo high an hope, that even Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,
But'doubt diſcovery there. Will you grant, with me, |
That Ferdinand is drown'd ?
Seb. He's gone. |
Ant. Then tell me | Who's the next heir of Naples? Seb. Claribel.
Ant. She that is Queen of Tunis; ſhe that dwells Ten leagues beyond man's life ; ſhe that from Naples
Can have no Note, unleſs the ſun were poſt,
(The man i'th* moon's too ſlow) till new-born chins
Be rough and razorable ; ſhe, from whom We were ſea-ſwallow'd ; tho' ſome, caſt again, May by that deſtiny perform an act,
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Whereof, what's palt is prologue ; what to come,
Is yours and my diſcharge —— Seb. What ſtuff is this? how ſay you?
'Tis true, my brother's daughter's Queen of Tunis,
So is ſhe heir of Naples; twixt which regions
There is tome ſpace. | Ant. A ſpace, whoſe ev'ry cubit Seems to cry out, how ſhall that Car ibel
Meaſure us back to Naples Keep in Tunis,
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That now hath ſeiz'd them, why, they were no worſe
Than now they are: there be, that can rule Naples,
As well as he that ſleeps : lords that can prate As amply, and unneceſſarily, As this Gonzalo; I my ſelf could make A Cough of as deep chat. O, that you bore 'The mind that I do; what a ſleep were this For your advancement ! do you underſtand me ? Seb. Methinks, I do. Ant. And how does your content Tender your on good fortune? Seb. I remember, You did ſupplant your brother Proſpero. it. True: And look how well my garments ſit upon me; Much feater than before. My brother's ſervants Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Seb. But, for your conſcience, Ant. Ay, Sir; where lyes that? If 'twere a kybe, *twould put me to my ſlipper : But I feel not this deity in my boſom. Ten conſciences, that ſtand *twixt me and Milan, Candy'd be they, and melt, ere they moleſt ! Here lyes your brother No better than the earth he lyes upon, Tf he were that which now he's like, that's dead ; Whom I with this obedient ſteel, three inches of it, Can lay to bed. for ever : you doing thus, To the perpetual wink for ay might put This antient Morſel, this Sir Prudence, who Should not upbraid our courſe. For all the reſt, They'll take ſuggeſtion, as a cat laps milk;
They'l] tell the clock to any buſineſs, that
We ſay beſits the hour. Seb. Thy caſe, dear friend, Shall be my precedent: as thou got'ſt Milan, P11 come by Naples. Draw thy ſword; one ſtroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'it ; And I the King ſhall love thee. Ant. Draw together : And when J rear my hand; do you the like To fall it on Gœngala. B 2
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28 The TEMPEST.
Seb. O, but one word. —— Enter Ariel, with Muſick and Song.
Ari. My maſter through his art foreſees the danger, 'That you, his friend, are in; and ſends me forth { (For elſe his project dies) to keep them living.
[Jing in Gonzalo Ear. While you here do ſnoaring hoe, Open-ey'd conſpiracy | His time doth take : If of life you keep a care, Shake off lumber and bearare: Aabale ! awake ! Ant. Then let us both be ſudden, | Gon. Now, good angels preſerve the King ! [They duale. Alon. Why, how now, ho? awake ? why are joudrann? | 8 Wherefore this ghaſtly looking ? 1 Con. What's the matter? Seb. While we ſtood here ſecuring your repoſe, Ev'n now we heard a hollow burſt of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions ; did't not wake you ; It ſtrook mine ear moſt terribly. Alon. J heard nothing. Ant. O, twas a din to fright a monſter's ear; To make an earthquake : ſure, it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. Alen. Heard you this? Gon. Upon my honour, Sir, I heard a humming, And that a ſtrange one too, which did awake me. I ſhak'd you, Sir, and cry'd ; as mine eyes open'd, I faw their weapons drawn: there was a noiſe, That's verity. Tis beſt we ſtand on guard; Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons. Alon. Lead off this ground, and let's make further ſearch | { For my poor ſon. | "ut Gon. Heav'ns keep him from theſe beaſts !
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4 l: For he is, ſure, i'th' iſland. " Ahn. Lead away. Art. Profpero my lord ſhall know what I have done. So, King, go ſaſely on to {eek thy ſon. [Exeunt.
SCENE
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The TEMPEST. 29 SCENE changes to another part of the Iſland. Enter Caliban with a burden of wood; a noiſe of thunder
heard.
Col. All the infections, that the ſun ſucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Proſper fall, and make him By inch-meal a diſeaſe ! his ſpirit hear me,
And yet I needs mult curſe. But they'll not pinch,
Fright me with urchin-ſhews, pitch me th mire,
Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark
Out of my way, unleſs he bid em; but
For every trifle are they ſet upon me.
Sometimes like apes, that moe and chatter at me,
And after bite me ; then like hedge-hogs, which
Lye tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount
Their pricks at my footfall ; ſometime am 1
All wound with adders, who with cloven tongues -
Do hiſs me into madneſs. Lo! now | lo! | Enter Trinculo.
Here comes a ſpirit of his, and to torment me
For bringing wood in ſlowly, I'll fall flat;
Perchance, he will not mind me. | ;
Trin. Here's neither buſh nor ſhrub to bear off any weather at all, and another ſtorm brewing; I hear it fing i” th' wind: yond fame black cloud, yond huge one, looks like a ſoul bumbard that would ſhed his liquor. If it ſhould thunder as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond ſame cloud cannot chuſe but fall by pailfuls—— What have we here, a man or a fiſh? dead or alive? A fiſh, he ſmells like a fiſh; a very antient and fiſh-like ſmell. A kind of, not of the neweſt, Poor John: a ſtrange fiſh ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fiſh painted, not an holyday-fool there but would give a piece of Silver. There would this monſter make a man; any ſtrange beaſt there makes a man; when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar ; they will lay out ten to ſeea dead Indian. Legg'd like a man; and his fins like arms! warm, o' my troth! I do now let looſe my opinion, hold it no longer, this is no fiſh, but an Iſlander, that hath lately fuffer'd by a thunder bolt, Alas! the ſtorm is come again, My
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| beſt way is to creep under his gaberdine : there is no
other ſhelter hereabout ; miſery acquaints a man with
ſtrange bedfellows : I will here ſhrowd, till the dregs |
of the ftorm be paſt. Enter Stephano, ſinging. Ste. J. ſhall na more to ſea, to ſea, here ſhall I die aſhore, This is a very ſcurvy tune to ſing at a man's funeral; well, here's my comfort. [Drinks,
Sings. The mafter, the fwabber, the boatfwain and I, |
The gunner and his mate, Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marrian, and Margery, But none of us card far Kate; For fhe had a tengue with a tang, Would cry to a ſailor, go hang : She low d not the ſawour of tar nor of pitch, Yet a taylor might ſcratch her, wwhere-eer ſhe did itch. Then to ſea, Boys, and let her go hang. This is a ſcurvy tune too: but here's my comfort. | (Drinks. Cal. Do not torment me, oh! | Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon's with ſalvages, and men of Inde?
ha ? I have not ſcap'd drowning, to be afraid now of |
your four legs; for it hath been ſaid, As proper a man
as ever went upon four legs, cannot make him give g phano
ground; and it ſhall be ſaid fo again, while See breathes at his noſtrils.
Cal. The ſpirit torments me; oh! | HSOSte. This is ſome monſter of the iſle, with four legs,
who has got, as I take it, an ague: where the devil ſhould he learn our language? I will give him ſome re- lief, if it be but for that: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a preſent for any Emperor that ever trod on neats-leather.
Cal. Do not torment me, Pr'ythee; I'll bring my wood home faſter, |
Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the wiſeſt : he ſhall taſte of my bottle. If he never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit; if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him; he ſhall pay for him, that hath him, and that ſoundly. Cat
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cal Thou doſt me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, T know it, by thy trembling : now Proſper works upon
W thee.
Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, Cat : open your. mouth; this will ſhake your ſhaking, I can tell you, and that ſoundly : you cannot tell who's your friend ;;. open your chaps again.
Trin. I ſhould know that voice: it ſhould be.
but he's drown'd ; and theſe are devils ; O defend me
Ste. Four legs and two voices? a moſt delicate mon- ſter ! his forward voice now is to ſpeak well of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul ſpeeches, and to detract If all the wine in my bottle will re- cover him, I will help his ague: come! Amen! I will pour ſome in thy other mouth. |
Trin. Stepbano. ————
Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? mercy ! mercy [ this is a devil and no monſter : I will leave him; I have no long ſpoon.
Trin. Stephano ! If thou beeſt Stephano, touch me, and ſpeak to me; for I am Trinculo; be not afraid, thy
good friend Trinculo.
Ste. If thou beeſt Trinculs, come forth, I'll pull thee by the leſſer legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, theſe are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: how cam'ſt thou to be the ſiege of this moon-calf? can he vent Trincules !
Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder-ſtroke : but art thou not drown'd, Stephano ? I hope now thou art not drown'd: is the ſtorm over- blown? I hid me under the dead moon calf's gaberdine, for fear of the ſtorm : and art thou living, Stephans? O Stephano, two Neapolitans ſcap'd |! :
Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about, my ſtomach is not conſtant. |
Cal. Theſe be fine things, an if they be not ſprights that's a brave god, and bears celeſtial liquor: I wil kneel to him. '
Ste. How didſt thou ſcape ? how cam'ſt thou hither ? ſwear, by this bottle, how thou cam'ſt hither : I eſcap'd upoũ a butt of ſack, which the failors heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with
mine own hands, ſince I was caſt a-ſhore.. Cal.
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Cal. I'll ſwear, upon that bottle, to be thy true ſub- | ject; for the liquor is not earthly. Fs 1
Ste. Here : ſwear then, how eſcap'dſt thou ?
Trin. Swom a-ſhore, man, like a duck ; I can ſwim like a duck, I'll be ſworn. |
Ste. Here, kiſs the book. Though thou can'ſ ſwim like a duck, thon art made like a gooſe. |
Trin. O Stephano, haſt any more of this?
Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by th' ſea-fide, where my wine is hid. How now, moon- 8b calf, how does thine ague ?
Cal. Haſt thou not dropt from heav'n ?
Ste. Out o' th' moon, I do aſſure thee, I was the man in th' moon, when time was.
Cal. I have ſeen thee in her; and I do adore thee: my miſtreſs ſhew'd me thee, and thy dog and thy buſh.
See. Come, ſwear to that; kiſs the book: I will fur- niſh it anon with new contents : ſwear.
Trin. By this good light, this is a very ſhallow mon- ſter: I afraid of him? a very ſhallow monſter: the man i' th' moon? a moſt poor credulous mon- ſter : well drawn, monſter, in good ſooth.
Cal. I'll ſhew thee every fertile inch o' th' Iſle, and I will kiſs thy foot: I'll pr'ythee be my god. |
Fix. By this good light, a moſt perfidious and drunken monſter; when his god's aſleep, he'll rob his bottle.
Cal. P11 kiſs thy foot. I'll ſwear myſelf thy ſubject.
Ste. Come on then; down, and ſwear.
Trin. I ſhall laugh myſelf to death at this puppy- headed monſter : a moſt ſcurvy monſter! I could find in my heart to beat him
Ste. Come, kiſs. |
Trin. — But that the poor monſter's in drink : an abominable monſter ! | |
Cal. I'll ſhew thee the beſt ſprings; I'Il pluck thee
berries, ' C I'll fiſh for thee, and get thee wood enough. A plague upon the tyrant that I ſerve! I'll bear him no more ſticks, but follow thee, Thou wond'rous man.
Trix. A moſt ridiculous monſter, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard. |
Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grow,
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And J with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; Shew thee a jay's neſt, and inſeru thee how
o ſnare the nimble marmazet ; I'll bring thee
o cluſt'ring filberds,. and ſometimes I'll get thee
oung Shamois from the rock. Wilt thou go with me? Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way without any more alking. Trinculo, the King and all our company elſe” being drown'd, we will inherit here. Here, bear my
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Wbottle ; fellow Trincu/s, we'll fill him by and by again.
Cal. [Sings drunkenly.] Farewel, maſter ; farewel farewel. Trin. A howling monſter; a drunken monſter. Cal. No more dams, Tll make for fiſh, Nor fetch in firing at requiring, Nor ſcrape trencher, nor waſh diſb, Ban Ban, Cacalyban Has a new maſter, get a new man. Freedom, hey-day ! hey-day, freedom ! freedom, hey- ay, freedom ! a Ste. O brave monſter, lead the way.
[Exeunt,
ACT I. SCENE, before Proſpero's Cell.
Enter Ferdinand, bearing a log.
Fer, my ron be ſome ſports are painful, but their” abour
Delight in them ſets off: ſome kinds of baſeneſs
Are nobly undergone, and moſt poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task wou'd be
As heavy to me, as tis odious: but
The miſtreſs which I ſerve, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours pleaſures: O, ſhe is
Ten times more gentle, than her Father's crabbed;
And he's compos d of harſhneſs. I muft move:
Some. thouſands of theſe logs, and pile them up,
Upon a ſore injunction. My ſweet miſtreſs
Weeps,. when ſhe. ſees me work,, and ſays, ſuch baſeneſs
Had ne er like executor ;. I forget; |
But theſe ſweet thoughts do ev'n refreſh my labour,
Moſt. buſie- leſs, when I. do . 5
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34 The TEMPEST.
Enter Miranda; and Pe at a diſtance unſeen. Mira. Alas, now pray
Work not ſo hard; I — the lightni — Burnt up thoſe logs, that thowrt enjoyn d to pile: Pray, ſet it down and reſt you; when this burns, »Twill weep for having wearied you: my father Is hard at ſtudy ; pray now, reſt yourſelf ; He's ſafe for theſe three hours. Fer. O moſt dear miſtreſs, The ſun will fet, before I ſhall diſcharge What I muſt ſtrive to do. Mira. If you'll fit down, I'Il bear your logs the while. Pray give me that, J11 carry't to the pile. | Fer. No, precious creature, I'd rather crack my ſinews, break my back, Than you ſhould ſuch diſhonour undergo, While I fit lazy by. Mira. It would become me, As well as it does you ; and I ſhould do it, With much more eaſe ; for my good will is to it, And yours it is againſt, Pro. Poor worm ! thou art infected: 3 This viſitation ſhews it. Mira. You look wearily. : Fer. No, noble miſtreſs ; tis freſh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beſeech you,
(Chiefy that I might ſet it in my ** hat is your name?
Mira. Miranda. O my father, Toe broke your heſt to ſay ſo.
Fer. Admir'd Miranda Indeed, the top of admiration ; worth What's deareſt to the world! full many a lady Pve ey'd with beſt regard, and many a time Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear! for ſeveral virtues Have I lik'd ſev'ral women, never any With fo full ſoul, but ſome defect in her Did quarrel with the nobleſt grace ſhe ow'd, And put it to the foil. But you, O you, So perfect, and ſo peerleſs are created
The TEMP EST. Of every creature's beſt.
Mira. I do not know
One of my ſex ; no woman's face remember, Save from the glaſs my own; nor have I ſeen More that I may call men, than you, good friend, And my dear father ; how features are abroad, I'm killef of; but, by my modeſty, (The jewel in my dower) I would not wiſh” Any companion in the world but you; Nor can imagination from a ſhape, Beſides yourſelf, to like of. But I prattle Something wildly, and my father's precepts I therein do forget. Far. I am, in my condition, A Prince, Mztanado ; I do think, a King; (1 would, not ſo!) and would no more endure Tnis wooden ſlavery, than I would ſuffer The fleſh-flie blow my mouth. Hear my ſoul _—_— The very inſtant that I ſaw you, did My heart fly to your ſervice, there reſides To make me ſlave to it, and for your fake Am I this patient long-man.
Mira. Do you love me ?
Fer. O heav'n, O earth, bear witneſs to this pedal, And crown what I profeſs with kind event, . | If I ſpeak true; if hollowly, invert What beſt is boaded me, to miſchief! ], Beyond all limit of what elſe 1'th* world, Do love, prize, honour you.
Mira. I am a fool, To weep at what I'm glad of.
Pro. Fair encounter Of two moſt rare afteQtions ! heav'ns rain grace, On that which breeds between em
Fer. Wherefore weep you ?
Mira. At mine-unworthineſs, that dare not offer, . What I do deſire to give; and much leſs take, What I ſhall die to want : but this is trifting;
And all the more it ſeeks to hide itſelf,
The bigger bulk it ſhews. Hence, baſhful cunning, ... And prompt me plain and holy innocence,
I am your wife, if you will marry me;
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If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me; but I'll be your ſervant, Whether you will or no. 8 Fer. My miſtreſs, my deareſt, And I thus humble ever. Mira. My husband then? Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e er of freedom; here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't; and now, farewel, Till half an hour hence. | Fer. A thouſand, thouſand. [Exeunt Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, | Who are ſurpriz d withal ; but my rejoicing At nothing can be more. I'll to my book; For yet, ere ſupper · time muſt I perform Mauch buſineſs appertaining. Exit.
SCENE changes to another part of the Iſland. |
Enter Caliban, Stephano and Trinculo. Ste. Tell not me; when the butt is out, we will drink water, not a drop before; therefore bear up, and board em, ſervant-monſter; drink to me. | Trin. Servant-monſter ! the folly of this Iſland ! they ſay, there's but five upon this Iſle ; we are three of them, if the other two be braid like us, the ſtate totters. Ste. Drink, ſervant-monſter, when I bid thee ; thy eyes are almoſt ſet in thy head. Tin. Where ſhould they be ſet elſe? he were a brave monſter indeed, if they were ſet in his tail. | fe. Wy man-monſter hath drown'd his tongue in ade: r my part, the ſea cannot drawn me: I ſwam, ere I could recover the ſhore, five and thirty leagues, of and on; by this light, thou ſhalt be my lieutenant, monſter, or my ſtandard. * Trin. Your lieutenant, if you liſt ; he's no ſtandard, Ste. We'll not run, monſieur monſter. Trin.. Nor go neither: but you'll lie like dogs, and yet ſay nothing neither. 4 Ste. Moon calf, ſpeak once in thy life, if thou beeſt a good moon calf. Cal. How does thy bonqur ? let me lick thy Hon f 3
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In not ſerve him, he's not valiant.
Trin. Thou lieſt, moſt ignorant monſter, I am in cafe to juſtle a conſtable ; why, thou deboſh'd fiſh thou, was there ever man a coward that hath drunk ſo much ſack as I to-day? wilt thou tell a monſtrous lie, bring but half a fiſh, and half a monſter ?
Cal. Lo, how he mocks me : Wilt thou let him, my lord?
Trim. Lord, quoth he ! that a monſter ſhould be ſuch a natural !
Cal. Lo, lo, again; bite him to death, I pr'ythee.
Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a mutineer, the next tree the poor mon- ſter's my ſubject, and he fhall not ſuffer indignity.
Cal, I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once again to the ſuit I made to thee ?
Ste. Marry, will I ; kneel and repeat it; I will ſtand, and fo ſhall Trinculb.
Enter Ariel inviſible.
Cal. As I told thee before, I am ſubje& to a tyrant,
a ſorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the
- Iſland.
Ari. Thou lieſt. Cad. Thou lieſt, thou jeſting monkey, thou; I would, my valiant maſter would deſtroy thee ;. I do not lie. Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by this hand, I will ſupplant ſome of your teeth. Trin. Why, I faid nothing. Ste. Mum then, and no more; proceed, Cal. I ſay, by ſorcery he got this iſle ; From me he got it. If thy greatneſs wall Revenge it on him, (for, I know, thou dar'ſt, But this thing dare not.) Ste. That's moſt certain. Cal. Thou ſhall be lord of it, and I'll: ferve thee. Ste. How now, ſhall this be compaſt ? canſt thou bring. me to the party ? Cal. Yea, yea, my lord, I'll yield him thee aſleep, Where thou mayſt knock a nail into his head. Ai. Thou lie, thou canit not. Cal. What a py'd ninny's this? thou ſcurvy patch“ F de beſeech thy greatneſs, give him blows, _ And take his bottle from him, when that's gone, He
38 The TEMPEST.
He ſhall drink nought but brine, for I'll not ſhew him Where the quick freſhes are.
Ste. Triuculo, run into no further danger : Interrupt the monſter one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and n. ike a Rtock-fiſh of thee.
Trin. Why, * did 1 1 did nothing; I'll go fur- ther off.
Ste. Didſt thou not ſay, he !y'd ?
Ari. Thou lieſt.
Ste. Do I ſo? take you that. [ Beats him...
As you like this, give me the lye another time. Trin. I did not give thee the lye; out o' your wits.
And hearing too? A pox o' your bottle! this can ſack
and drinking do. A murrain on your monſter, and the devil take your ſingers. Cal. Ha, ha, ha.
Ste. Now forward with your tale; pr'ythee, ſtand.
further off.
Cal. Beat him enough ; after a little time Pl! beat him too.
Ste. Stand further. Come, proceed.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, tis a cuſtom with him Ith* afternoon to ſleep ; there thou may'ſt brain him, Having firſt ſeiz'd his books: Or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a ſtake,
Or cut his wezand with thy Knife. Remember, Firſt to poſſeſs his books; for without them He's but a ſot, as I am; nor hath not
One ſpirit to command. They all do hate him, As rootedly as I. Burn but his books;
He has brave utenſils, (for ſo he calls them,) Which, when he has an houſe, he'll deck withal, And that moſt deeply to conſider, is
The beauty of his Daughter; he himſelf
Calls her a non-parie| : I ne'er ſaw woman,
But only Syt#orax my dam, and ſhe :
But ſhe as far ſurpaſſes Sycorax,
As greateſt does the leaſt.
Ste. Is it ſo, brave a laſs ?
Cal. Ay, lord ; ſhe will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood.
Ste. Monſter, I will Kill this man: his daughter and
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The TEMPEST. 39 I will be King and Queen, fave our Graces : And Trin- culo and thyſelf ſhall be Vice-Roys. Doſt thou like the plot, Trinculo ? |
Trin. Excellent. 7
Ste. Give me thy hand ; I am ſorry, I beat thee : But, while thou liv'ſt, keep a good tongue in thy head.
Cal. Within this half hour will he be aſleep; -
Will he deſtroy him then ?
Ste. Ay, on my honour.
Ari. This will I tell my maſter.
Cal. Thou mak'ſt me merry; I am full of pleaſure ; Let us be jocund. Will you troul the catch, You taught me but while-ere ?
Ste. At thy requeſt, monſter, I will do reaſon, any
reaſon : Come on, Trincu/o, let us ſing. [Sings. Flout em, and Shout em; and out 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 ?
Trin. This is the tune of our catch, plaid by the pic- ture of no-body. 7
Ste. If thou be'ſt a man, ſhew thyſe'f in thy likeneſs ; if thou be'ſt a devil, take't as thou liſt. |
Trim. O, forgive me my fins !
Ste. He that dies pays all debts, I defie thee. Mer- cy upon us | 5 |
Cal. Art thou afraid ?
Ste. No, monſter, not TI.
Cal. Be not afraid ; the ifle is full of noiſes, Sounds, and ſweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thouſand twanging inſtruments | Will hum about mine ears, and ſometimes voices: That, if I then had wak'd after long ſleep, Will make me ſleep again; and then in dreaming, The Clouds, methought, would open, and ſhew riches Ready to drop upon me; that when I wak'd, I cry'd to dream again. | |
Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I ſhall have my muſick for nothing. | Cal. When Proſpero is deſtroy'd.
Ste. That ſhall be by and by : I remember the ſtory.
Trin.
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Erin. 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. 9
Trin. Wit come ? Pl! follow Szephans. [Exe.
SCENE changes to another part of the and.
| | ( Enter Alonſo, Sebaſtian, Anthonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, I Franciſco, &c. a |
Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no farther, Sir, My old bones ake : here's a maze trod indeed, Through forth-rights and meanders l by your patience,. I needs muſt reſt me. 1 Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myſelf attach'd with wearineſs, 8 To th' dulling of my ſpirits; ſit down and reſt. ( Ev'n here I will put off my hope, and keep it ( No longer for my flatterer : he is drown'd, Whom thus we ftray to find, and the Sea mocks: Our fruſtrate ſearch on land. Well, let him go. Ant. J am right glad that he's ſo out of hope. Do not, for one repulſe, forego the purpoſe. That you reſolv'd t'effect. Seb. The next advantage Will we take throughly. 1 Ant. Let it be to night ; ] For, now they are oppreſs'd with travel, they 1 Will not, nor cannot uſe ſuch vigilance, ö (
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As when they're freſr. Sab. I fay, to night: no more.
Solemn and ſtrange mufick ; and Proſpero on the tap, inviſible. ; Enter ſeveral ftrange Shapes, bringing in a banquet ; and , dance about it with gentle ations of ſalutation ; and in- 8 wviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart.
Ahn. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!
Gon. Marvellous ſweet muſick:
Alm. Give us kind keepers, heaven; what were theſe ?-
Seb. A living drollery. Now. I will believe, That there are unicorns ;. that, in Arabia ( There is ane tres, phenix' throne ;. one phznix. At this hour reigning there. Att.
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Ant. T'll believe both: |
And what does elſe want credit, come to me,
And ['ll be ſworn 'tis true Travellers ne'er did lie, Though fools at home condemn 'em.
Gon. If in Naples | e. I ſhould report this now, would they believe me ?
If I fhould fay, I ſaw ſuch iſlanders :
(For, certes, theſe are people of this ifland) Who tho 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.
Pro, Honeſt lord,
Thou haſt ſaid well ; for ſome of you there preſent Are worſe than devils,
Alon. I cannot too much muſe,
Such ſhapes, fuch geſture, and ſuch ſound, expreſſing (Although they want the uſe of tongue) a kind Of excellent dumb diſcourſe.
Pro. Praiſe in departing.
Fran. They vanquiſh'd ſtrangely.
Seb. No matter, ſince F They've left their viands behind; for we have ſtomachs. Will't pleaſe you taſte of what is here ?
Alon. Not I. |
Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear. When we were boys, Who would belie that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapt like bulls, whoſe throats had hanging at em Wallets of fleſh, or that there were ſuch men,
Whoſe heads ſtood in their breaft ? which now we find Each putter out on five for one will bring us Good warrant of. | Alon. I will ſtand to, and feed, Altho my laſt ; no matter, ſince I feel 12 4 The beſt is paſt. Brother, my lord the Duke, Stand to, and do as we.
1 Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harpy, claps Bis * wings pon the table, and with a queint device the banquet K waniſhes.
Ari. You are three men of fin, whom deſtiny,
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And what is in't) the never-ſurfeited ſea
Hath cauſed to belch up; and on this Iſland Where man doth not inhabit, you mongſt men Being moft unfit to live. I have made you mad;
And ev'n*'with ſuch like valour men hang and frown |
Their proper ſelves. - 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 bemockt-at-ſtabs Kill the ſtilleloſing-waters,. as diminiſh One down that's in my. plume : My fellow-minifters: Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt, Your ſwords are now too maſſie for your ſtrengths, And will not be up-lifted. But remember, (For that my buſineſs to you) that _ three From Milan did ſupplant good Proſper
Expos'd unto the * (which hath — it) Him, and this innocent child: For which foul deed The powers delaying, not forgetting, have Incens'd the ſeas and ſhores, yea, all the creatures, Againſt your peace: Thee of thy ſon, Alonso, They have bereft ; and do pronounce by me, Ling'ring perdition, worſe than any death
Can be at once, {hall ſtep by ſtep attend You and your ways; whoſe wrath to guard you from, (Which here in this moſt deſolate Iſle elſe falls Upon your heads,) is nothing but heart's ſorrow, And a clear life enſuing.
Ha vaniſbes in thunder: Then, to þ oft muſick, F nter the
ſhapes again, and dance with mopps and mowes, and
carrying out the table.
Pro. Bravely the figure 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 minſters Their ſeveral kinds have done; my high charms f And theſe, mine enemies, are all Knit 1 In their diſtractions: They are in my power; And in theſe fits I leave them, whilſt I viſit Young Ferdinand, (whom they ſuppoſe is drown'd,)
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And his and my lov'd darling. [ Exit Proſper above» Gon, I' th' name of ſomething holy, Sir, why ſtand you
In this ſtrange ſtare? Alon. O, it is monſtrous! monſtrous ! |
Methoughts, the billows ſpoke, and told me of it;
The winds did ſing it to me; and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd
The Name of Proſper : It did baſe my treſpaſs.
Therefore, my ſon i'th' ooze is bedded ; and
I'll ſeek him deeper than e'er plummet ſounded,
And with him there lye mudded. [Exit.. Seb. But one fiend at a time,
Pill fight their legions o'er. Ant. 1'il be thy ſecond. [Au. Gon All three of them are deſperate; their great guilt,
Like poiſon giv'n to work a great time after, n
Now gins to bite the ſpirits. I do beſeech you,
That are of ſuppler joints, follow them ſwiſtly;
And hinder them from what this ecſtaſie
May now provoke them to. ' Aari. Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt;
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SCENE, Proſpero's Cell. Enter Proſpero, Ferdinand, and Miranda.
Pro. IF I have too auſterely puniſh'd you, | Your compenſation makes amends ; for I
Have giv'n you here a thread of mine own life ;- Or that, for which I live; whom once again I tender to thy hand : All thy vexations Were but my. trials of thy love, and thou Haſt ſtrangely ſtood the teft. 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. I believe it, Againſt an oracle.
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Pro. Then as my gift, and thine own acquiſition Worthily purchas'd, 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 aſperſions ſhall the heav'ns let fall To make this contract grow: But barren hate, Sore-ey'd diſdain, and diſcord ſhall beftrew 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 ſtrongeſt ſuggeſtion Our worſer Genus can, ſhall never melt Mine honour into luſt ; to take away The edge of that day's celebration, When I ſhall think or Phebus feeds are founder'd, Or night kept chain'd below. | - Pro. Fairly ſpoke. | Sit then, and talk with her, ſhe is thine own. What, Ariel; my induſtrious ſervant, 4rieſ—— —
Enter Ariel. Ari. What would my potent maſter ? here I am.
P. 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 thee 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. | Ari. Preſently ? Pro. Ay, with a twink. Ari. Before you can ſay, Come, and go, And breathe twice; and cry, ſo, ſo; Each one, tripping on his toe Will be here with mop and mow. Do you love me, maſter? no? Pre. Dearly, my delicate Ariel, do not approach, Till thou doſt hear me call.
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Ari. Well, I conceive. [Exit, Pro. Look, thou be true ; do not give dalliance
Too much the rein; the ſtrongeſt oaths are ftraw
To th' fire i'th' blood: Be more abſtemious,
Or elſe, good night, your vow ! Fer. I warrant you, Sir ;
The white, cold, virgin-ſnow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver. „
Now, come, my Ariel; bring a corollary,
Rather than want a ſpirit; appear, and pertly.——
No tongue ;. all eyes ; be filent. [To Ferdinand,
[Soft Muſick.
AMASYQUE, Enter Iris. Tries. Ceres, moſt bounteous lady, thy rich lees Of wheat, rye, barley, fetches, oats, and peaſe ; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibling ſheep, And flat meads thatch'd with ſtover, them to 5 3 Thy banks with pioned, and tulip'd brims, Which ſpungy April at thy heſt betrims, To make cold nymphs chaſte crowns ; and thy broom- roves, | Whobe ſhadow the diſmiſſed batchelor loves, Being laſs-lorn ; thy pole-clipt vineyard, And thy ſea-marge ſteril, and rocky hard, Where thou thyſelf do'ſt air; the Queen o'th' sky, | Whoſe wat'ry arch and meſſenger am I, Bids thee leave theſe ; and with her Sov'reign Grace, Here on this graſs-plot, in this very place, To come and iport ; her peacocks fly amain: Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain. Enter Ceres. Cer. Hail, many-colour'd meſſenger, that ne'er Do'lt diſobey the wife of Jupiter: Who, with thy ſaffron wings, upon my flowers. Diffuſeſt honey drops, refreſhing ſhowers ; And with each end of thy blue bow doſt crown, My bosky acres, and my unſhrub'd down, Rich ſcart to my proud earth ; why hath thy Queen Summon'd me hither, to this ſhort-graſs green? Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate, And ſome donation freely to eſlate On the bleis'd lovers. Cer.
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| Cer. Tell me heav'nly bow, If Venus or her fon, as thou do'ſt know, Do now attend the Queen : Since they did plot The means, that duſky Dis my daughter got; Her and her blind boy s ſcandal'd * J have forſworn. Tris. Of her ſociety Be not afraid; I met her deity Cutting the clouds towards Paphes, and her ſon Dove-drawn with her; here thought they to have done, Some wanton charm upon this man and maid, Whoſe vows are, that no bed-right ſhall be paid Till Hymen's torch be lighted ; but! in vain Mars's hot minion is return'd again Her waſpiſh-headed ſon has broke his arrows; Swears, he will ſhoot no more, but play with n And be a boy right out. Cer. High Queen of ſtate, Great Juna, comes; I know her by her gate. [Juno deſcends, and enters, Fun. How does my bounteous ſiſter? go with me To bleſs this twain, that they may proſp'rous be. | And honour'd in their iſſue.
Jun. Honour, riches, marriage bleſſing. Long continuance and increaſing, Hourly joys be ftill upon you ;
Juno ings her bleſſings on you :
Cer. Earth's increaſe, and foyſon- plenty, Barns and garners never empty, Vines, with cluſtring bunches growing, Plants, with goodly burthen bowing 3 Spring come to you, at the fartheſt. In the very end of harveſt :
Scarcity and want Hall Shun jou; Ceres's being /o is on you.
Fer. This is a moſt majeſtick viſion, and Harmonious charmingly : May I be bold To think theſe ſpirits ?
Pro. Spirits, which by mine art J have from their confines call'd to enact
My preſent fancies. 8 4 Er.
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Fer. Let me live here ever ; So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife, Make this place paradile. Pro. Sweet now, ſilence: Juno and Ceres whiſper. ſeriouſly; There's ſomething elſe to do ; huſh, and be mute, Or elſe our ſpell is marr'd. | [Juno and Ceres whiſper, and ſend Iris on employment.
1ris. You nymphs, call'd Nayadi, of the winding brooks,
With your ſedg'd crowns, and ever harmleſs looks, Leave your criſp channels, and on this greenland 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.
Enter certain reapers, properly habited z they join with the
' nymphs in a graceful dance ; towards the end whereof,
Proſpero farts ſuddenly, and ſpeaks, after which, to a range, hollow, and conſuſed noije, they vaniſh heavily.
Pro. I had forgot that foul conſpiracy _
Of the beaſt Caliber, and his confed'rates
Againſt my life ; the minute of their plot Is almoſt come. Well done, avoid ; no more. Fer. This is ſtrange, your father's in ſome paſſion That works him ſtrongly. Mir. Never till this day Saw I him touch'd with anger, ſo diſtemper'd. Pro. You look; my ſon, in a mov'd fort, As if you were diſmay'd ; be chearful, Sir: Our revels now are ended: Theſe our actors, As I foretold you, were all ſpirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air ; And, like the baſeleſs fabrick of this viſion, 'The cloud clapt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The ſolemn temples, the great globe itielf, Yea, all, which it inherits, fhall diſſolve ; And,
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And, like this inſubſtantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind ! we are ſuch ſtuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a ſleep Sir, T am vext; Bear with my weakneſs, my old brain is troubled : Be not difturb'd with my infirmity; If thou be pleas'd, retire into my cell, And there repoſe ; a turn or two I'll walk, To ſtill my beating mind. Fer. Mira. We wiſh your peace. [Exe. Fer. and Mir. Pro. Come with a thought; I thank you: Ariel, come,
Proſpero comes forward from the Cell; Enter Ariel to him,
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 (mote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground For kifling of their feet ; yet always bending Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor, At which like unbackt colts, they prickt their ears, Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noſes, As they ſmelt muſick ; ſo I charm'd their ears, That calf-like, they my lowing follow'd through Tooth'd briers, ſharp furzes, pricking goſs and thorns, Which enter'd their frail ſhins: at laſt I left them I'th' filthy mantled pool beyond your cell, There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake Oerſtunk their feet. Pero. 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. 5 Ari. ] go, I go. [Exit, Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whoſe nature Nurture can never ſtick ; on whom my pains, Humanely taken, all, all loſt, quite loſt ; | 2 And
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So his mind cankers ; I will plague them all, Even to roaring : Come, hang them on this line. [Prof pero remains inviſible. Enter Ariel haden with gliſtering apparel, &c. Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all vet. Cal. Pray you, tread ſoftly, that the blind mole may not Hear a foot fall; we now are near his Cell. Ste. Monſter, your Fairy, which you fay is harmleſs Fairy, has done little better than plaid the Fack with us, Trin. Monſter, I do imell 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, Shall hood-wink this miſchance ; therefore ſpeak ſoftly All's huſht 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, ough I be o'er ears for my labour.
Cal. Pr'ythee, my King, be quiet: ſeeſt thou here, This is the mouth o' th' cell; no noiſe, and enter; Do that good Miſchief, which may make this Iſland Thine own for ever; and I, thy Caliban, For ay thy foot-licker,
Ste, Give me thy hand; I do begin to have bloody thoughts.
Trin. O king Stephano! O Peer! Q worthy Stephans ! Look, what a wardrobe here is for thee!
Cal. Let it alone, thou Fool, it is but traſh,
Trin. Oh, oh, monſter; we know what belongs to a frippery ;z—— 2 King Stephans !
Ste. Put off that gown, Trincuto ; by this hand, IU have that gown.
Trin. Thy grace ſhall have it.
Cal. The dropſie drown = fool ! what do you mean,
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To doat thus on ſuch luggage? let's along, And do the Murder firit : if he awake, 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 ur der the line: now jerkin, you are like to loſe your hair, and prove a bald jerkin.
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 {o1'r.
Trin. Monſter, come, put {ome lime upon your ſingers, 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 apes With foreheads villanous low. |
Ste. Monſter, lay to your fingers; help to bear this away, where my hogſhead of wine is, or I'!] 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, hunting them about ; Proſpero and Ariel Setting them on. Calib. Steph. and Trinc. driven out, roaring.
Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey.
Ari. Silver ; there it goes, Silver.
Pro. Fury, Fury ; there, Tyrant, chere ; hark, hark ; Go, charge my goblins that th:y grind their Joints With dry Convulſions ; ſhorten up their ſinews With aged cramps ; and more pinch ſpotted make them, Than pard, or cat o' mountain. |
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 S halt have the air at freedom ; for a little, Follow, and do me ſervice. [Exe.
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C33; SCENE before the Cell.
Enter Proſpero in dit magich robes, and Ariel.
Pro. OW does my project gather to a head; [time N My charms crack not ; my ſpirits obey, and 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 fay ſo, | s When firſt I rais'd the tempeſt ; ſay, my ſpirit, How fares the King and's followers ? Ari . Confi n'd In the ſame faſhion as you gave in charge: Juſt as you left them, all your priſoners, Sir, In the Lime Grove which weather-fends your Cell. They cannot budge, till you 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 the good old lord Gonzalo. His Tears run down his beard, like winter-drops:
From Eaves of reeds ; your charm ſo ſtrongly works em, That if you now beheld
them, your afteCtions 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, 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 th' 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 further; go, releaſe them, Ariel; C 2 1 My
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My Charms I'Il break, their ſenſes I'Il reſtore, And they ſhall be themſelves.
Ari. I'll fetch them, Sir. [Exit Pro. Ve 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 moon-ſhine do the green ſour 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 tho' ye be) I have be-dimm'd
The noon tide 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 giv'n fire, and rifted Fowve's ſtout oak
Wich his own bolt. The ſtrong-bas'd promontory Have I made ſhake, and by the ſpurs pluckt up The pine and cedar: Graves at my command
Have wak'd their ſleepers; op'd, and let them forth By my ſo potent art. But this rough magick
J here abjure ; and when I have requir'd
Some heav'nly muſick, which ev'n now I do,
(To work mine end upon their ſenſes, that
"Chis airy charm is for ;) I'll break my ſtaff ;
Bury it certain fadoms in the earth;
And, deeper than did ever plummet ſound,
Ill drown my book. | [Solemn muſick,
Here enters Ariel before; then Alonſo with a frantick Gef ture, attended by Gonzalo, Sebaſtian and Anthonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and Franciſco. They all enter the circle which Proſpero had made, and there
Hand charm'd ; which Proſpero obſerving, ſpeaks.
A ſolemn air, and the beſt comforter
To an unſettled fancy, cure thy brains
Now uſeleſs boil'd within thy skull! There ſtand,
For you are ſpell ſtopt ————
Holy Gonzalo, honourable. man, |
Mine eyes, ev'n ſociable to th' ſhew of thine, Fall fellow drops. —The charm diſſolves apace And as the morning ſteals upon the night,
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Melting the darkneſs ; ſo their riſing ſenſes
Begin to chaſe the ign'rant fumes that mantle Their clearer reaſon. O my good Genzalo,
My true preſerver, and a loyal Sir
To him thou follow'ſt ; I will pay thy graces Home both in word and deed- Moft cruelly Didſt thou, Alonſo, uſe me and my daughter : Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;
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Thowrt pinch'd for't now, Sebaſtan, fleſh and blood.
You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorſe and nature; who with Sebaſtian (Whoſe inward pinches therefore are moſt ſtrong)
Wou'd here have kilPd your King; I do forgive thee,
Unnat'ral though thou art. Their underſtanding Begins to ſwell, and the approaching tide, Will ſhortly fill the reaſonable ſhore.
That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them, That yet looks on me, or would know me. Ariel,
Fetch me the hat and rapier in my Cell; I will diſcaſe me, and myſelf preſent,
[Exit Ariel, and returns immediately. As I was ſometime Milan: quickly, Spirit!
Thou ſhalt ere long be free.
L Ariel ings, and helps to attire him;
Where the bee fucks, there lurt I;
In @ cowflip's bell Ihe.
There ¶ couch, when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I db fly,
Afier Sunſet, merrily.
Merrily, merrily, hall I live now,
Under the bloſſom, that hangs on the bough.
Pro. Why that's my dainty Ariel; I ſhall miſs thee 3
| But yet thou ſhalt have freedom. So, fo, fg.
To the King's ſhip, inviſible as thou art ; There ſhalt thou find the mariners aſleep
Under the hatches ; the maſter and the boatſwain,
Being awake, enforce them to this place; And preſently, I pr'ythee. Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or &'er you pulſe twice 12 | 3
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Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Inhabits here; ſome heav'nly power guide us | Out of this fearful country !
Pro. Behold, Sir King, The wronged Duke of Milan, Proſpero : | For more aſſurance that a living Prince Does now ſpeak to thee, I embrace thy body; And to thee and thy company I bid A hearty welcome. Alon. Be'ſt thou he or no, ' Or ſome inchanted trifle to abuſe me, As late I have been, I not know; thy pulſe 55 Beats, as of fleſh and blood; and ſince I ſaw thee, TY affliction of my mind amends, with which, I fear a Madneſs held me; this muſt crave (And if this be at all) a moſt ſtrange ſtory : Thy Dukedom I reſign, and do intreat, | Thou pardon me my wrongs ; but how ſhould Profþers Be living, and be here? | e Pro. Firſt, noble friend, - Let me embrace thine age, whoſe honour cannot Be meaſur'd or confin'd. Son. Whether this be, Or he not, PII not ſwear Pro. You do yet taſte Some ſubtilties o'th* Iſle, that will not let you Believe things certain: Welcome, my friends all. But you, my brace of lords, were I ſo minded, J here could pluck his Highneſs' frown upon you, And juſtify you traitors ; at this time I'll tell no tales.
Seb. The devil ſpeaks in him,
Pro. No __—
For you, moſt wicked Sir, whom to call brother
Would even infeck my mouth, I do forgive
Thy rankeſt faults; all of them; and require
My Dukedom of thee, which perforce I know,
Thou muſt reſtore. - Alon. If thou be'ſt Preſpero,
Give us particulars of thy preſervation,
How thou haſt met us here, who three hours ſince
Were wrackt upon this ſhore ; where I have loſt H
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(How ſharp the point of this remembrance is) My dear ſon Ferdinand.
Pro. I'm woe for't, Sir. 5
Alon. Irreparable is the loſs, and patience Says, it is paſt her cure.
Pro. J rather think,
Vou have not ſought her help; of whoſe ſoſt grace, For the like loſs, I have her ſov'reign aid, And reſt myſelf content.
' Alon. You the like loſs ?
Pro. As great to me, as late ; and, ſupportable | To make the dear loſs, have I means much weaker | Than you may call to comfort you ; for I Have loſt my daughter ? |
Alon. A daughter!
O heav'ns ! that they were living both in Naples, The King and Queen there; that they were, I wiſh,
* Myſelf were mudded in that oozy bed, 2 Where my ſon lies. When did you loſe your daughter?
Pro. In this laſt tempeſt. I perceive, theſe lords
At this encounter do ſo much admire, , That they devour their reaſon ; and ſcarce think,
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath: but howſoe'er you have '&
Been juſtled from your ſenſes, know for certain, | That I am Proſp'ro, and that very Duke |
Which was thruſt forth of Milan; who moſt ſtrangely
Upon this ſhore, where you were wrackt, was landed
To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; . |
For *tis a chronicle of day by day, ;
Not a relation for a breakfaſt, nor-
Befitting this firſt meeting. Welcome, Sir;
This cell's my court; here have I few attendants,
And ſubjects none abroad; pray you, look in
My Dukedom fince you've given me again,
I will requite you with as good a thing ; |
At leaſt bring forth a wonder to content ye, ]
As much as me my Dukedom.
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565 The TEMPEST. SCENE opens to the Entrance of the Celb. Here Proſpero diſcovers Ferdinand and Miranda playing at Cheſs.
Mira. O Weet lord, you play me falſe.
Fer. No, my dear love, I would not for the World.
Mira. Yes, for a ſcore of * you ſhall e
And I would call it fair play. Alon. If this prove A viſion of the Iſland, one dear ſon Shall I twice loſe. Seb. A moſt high miracle. Fer. Though the ſeas threaten, they are merciful ? I've curſed them without cauſe.
Alon. Now all the bleſſings : [Ferd. fneels,
Of a glad father compaſs thee about! Ariſe, and ſay how thou cam'ſ here. Mira. O! wander! How many goodly creatures are there here ? How bounteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has ſuch people in't! . Pro. Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou waſt at play E Your eld'ſt acquaintance cannot be three hours: Is ſhe the goddeſs that hath ſevered: us, And brought us thus together ? Fer. Sir, ſhe's mortal ; But by immortal providence, ſhe's mine. I choſe her, when I could not ask my father For his Advice: nor thought, I had one: ſhe Is daughter to this famou, Duke of Milan, Of whom ſo often J have heard renown, But never ſaw before? of whom I have
| Receiv'd a ſecond life, and ſecond father
'This lady makes him to me. Alon. I am hers ; But, oh, how odly will it found that I Maſt ask my child forgiveneſs ! Pro. There, Sir, ſtop ; Eet us not burthen our remembrance with
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Con. I've inly wept, | Or ſhould have ſpoke ere this. Look down, you Gods, And on this couple drop a bleſſed crown: For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way, Which brought us hither ! Alon. I fay, Amen, Gonzalo ! | Gon. Was Milan thruſt from Milan, that his iſſue Should become Kings of Naples O rejoice Beyond a common joy, and ſet it down In gold on laſting pillars! in one voyage Dif Claribel her husband find at Tunis; And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife, Where he himſelf was loſt ; Profþero his Dukedom, In a poor Iſle ; and all of us, ourſelves, , When no man was his, own. Alon. Give me your hands: Let grief and ſorrow ſtill embrace his heart, That doth not wiſh you joy ! Gon. Be't ſo, Amen! Enter Ariel, with the Maſter and Boatfwain amazediy LETS following. 5 O look, Sir, look, Sir, here are more of us! I propheſy'd, if a gallows were on land, This fellow could not drown. Now, blaſphemy, That ſwear'ſt grace o' erboard, nor an oath on ſhore ? Haſt thou no mouth by land? what is the news? Boat. The beſt news is, that we have ſafely found Our King and company; the next our ſhip, Which but three glaſſes ſince we gave out ſplit, Is tight and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when We firſt put out to ſea. . Ari. Sir, all this ſervice Have I done ſince I went. Pero. My trickſey ſpirit!
Alon. Theſe are not natural events; they ſtrengthen, From ſtrange to ſtranger. Say, how came you hither ? Boat/. If I did think, Sir, I were well awake
Id ſtrive to tell you. We were dead a-ſleep, And, how we know not, all clapt under hatches, Where but ev'n now with ſtrange and ſev'ral noiſes Of roaring, ſhrieking, howling, jingling chains, And more diverſity of ſounds, all horrible,
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We were awak'd ; ſtraightway at liberty : Where we, in all her trim, freſhly beheld
Our royal, good and gallant ſhip ; our maſter Cap'ring to eye her; pn a trice, ſo pleaſe you, Ev'n in a dream, were we divided from them, And were brought moping hither. |
Ari. Was't well done?
Pro. Bravely, my diligence ; thou ſhalt be free.
Alon. This is as ſtrange a maze as e'er men trod,
And there is in this buſineſs more than nature Was ever conduct of; ſome oracle Muſt rectify our knowledge, Pro. Sir, my Liege, Do not infeſt your mind with beating on The ſtrangeneſs of this buſineſs ; at pickt leiſure (Which ſhall be ſhortly) ſingle I'll reſolve you, Which to you ſkall ſeem probable, of every Theſe happen'd accidents ; till when be chearful, And think of each think well. Come hither, Spirit; Set Caliban and his companions free: Untie the ſpell, How fares my gracious Sir ? There are yet miſſing of your company Some few odd lads, that you remember not. Enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and Trin- | culo, in their ow apparel.
Ste. Every man ſhift for all the reſt, and let no man take care for himſelf; for all is but fortune; Coragio, bully-monſter, Coragio /
Trin. If theſe be true ſpies, which I wear in my head, here's a goodly ſight. X Cal. G 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 Anthon ia! Will money buy 'em? os f
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 fay, if they be true: this miſhap'd knave,
His mother was a witch · and one fo ſtrong
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And deal in her command without her power: Theſe three have robb'd me; and this demy devil (For he's a baſtard one) had p!otted with them To take my life ; two of theſe ſe os you
Muſt know and own; this thing of darkneſs I
; Acknowledge mine.
Cal. I ſhail be pincht to death
Alon. 1s not this Stephano, my drunken butler ?
Seb. He's drunk now: where had he wine?
Alon. And Trincul; is reeling ripe ; where ſhould they Find this grand ixir, that hath gilded em?
How cam'it thou in this pick e?
Tin. I have been in ſuch a pickle, ſince I faw you laſt, that I fear me, will never out of my bones: I ſhall not fear fly-blowing.
Seb. Why, how now, Stephans!
Ste. O, touch me not: I am not Szephans, but a cramp.
Pro. You'd be King o'th' ifle, Sirrah ? |
Ste. I ſhould have been a fore one then.
Alon. Tis a ſtrange thing, as &erT look'd on.
Pro. He 1s as diſproportion'd in his manners,
As in his ſhape: go, Sirrah to my cell, Take with you your companions ; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handſomly.
Cal. Ay, that Iwill; and Ill be wiſe hereafter,
And ſeek for grace. What a thrice double aſs
Was I, to take this drunkard for a god?
And worſhip this dull fool? | Pro. Go to, away! lit. Alen. Hence, and beſtow your luggage where you found
Seb. Or ſtole it rather.
Pro. Sir, I invite your highneſs, and your train, To my poor cell; where you ſhall take your reſt For this one night, which (part of it) I'll waſte With ſuch diſcourſe, as I not doubt, ſhall make it Go quick away ; the ſtory of my life,
And the particular accidents gone by,
Since I came to this Iſle : and in the morn P11 bring you to your ſhip; and ſo to Naples: Where | have hope to ſee the nuptials
Of theſe our dear beloved ſolemniz'd ;
And thence retire me ta my Milan, Where
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Every third thepght ſhall be my grave.
Alon. I long To hear the ſtory of your life, which m Take the ear ſtrangely. s
Pro. T'll de iver all; And promiſe you calm ſeas, auſpicious gales, And fail ſo expeditious, that ſhall catch Your royal fleet far off: My Ariel, chick, That is thy charge: Then to the elements
Be free, and fare thou well! Pleaſe you, draw near. [ Exeunt omnes.
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Or ſent to Naples, Let me not,
Since I haue my Dukedom got,
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
In this bare iſland by your ſpell :
But releafe me from my bands,
With the help of your good hands
Gentle breath of yours my ſails
Muft fill, or elſe my project fails,
Which was to pleaſe. For now I want
Spirits “ enforce, art to enchant 3
And my ending is deſpair,
Unleſs I be reliew'd by prayer;
Which pierces fo, that it afſaults
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To fee the wonders pf the Wörlc abroad, Than (living du Nogpatdis'd at home ER ear out thy youth with ſhapetefs idfencels,.. it ſince tho low ſt, love fit, and thrive thereing; - _ nas wond when I to lob Henn. Pros Wilt thoa be- gene? ſweet Ttentvy adieuß Some rare note- worthy object in thy travel: Wiſh me partaker in thy happineſs When thou doſt meet good hap? and in thy danger, If ever danger do inviron thee, A ; Commend thy grieyMmtE tè my” prayer; For I will Ge y Lead. n Va EY” Val. And on a love-bopk pray for my ſucceſs? Pro. Upon ſome book'l love l' pray for thee. * Val. To be in love where ſcorn is bought with groans; Coy looks, * heart-fore ſighs; one fading moment's mirth, £2 £2 5 \ With'twenty watchful, weary tedfous nights, It haply won, perhaps an _ gain: If loſt, why then a"getevour habour W WM m However but +-folly;bought with Witt, Or elſe a wit by foſſy vanquiſnec. Pro. So by your circumſtance you call me fool. val. So by your circumftanice I fear you'll prove: Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at; I am not love. Val. Love is your maſter; for he maſters you, And he that is ſo yoked by a fool, Methinks ſhould not be chronicled” for wiſe,
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« Pro, Yet writers, ſay, as in the ſweeteſt bud © The eating canker, dwells; ſo eating love Inhabits in the fineſt wits of all. | yal. And writers ſay, as the moſt forward bud * Is eaten by the canker ere it blow; | Even ſo by love the young, and tender wit « [s turn'd to folly, blaſting in the bud, * Loſing his verdure even in the prime, « And all the fair effects of future hopes. But wherefore waſte I time to counſel thee, That art a votary to fond-deſite? Qnce more adieu: my father at the road Expects my eoming, there to ſee me ſhipp'd. Pro. Andathither will I bring thee, Valentine. Val. Sweet Protheus, no: now let us take our leave. At Milan let. me hear from thee by letters Of. thy ſucceſs in love; and what news elſe Betideth here in abſence. of thy friend: And. I likewiſe. will viſit thee with mine. | Pro. All happineſs bechance to thee in Milan. Val. As much to you at home; and ſo fare wel. ¶ Exit. Pro, He after honour hunts, I after love; | He leaves his friends to 2 them more; leave my ſelf. my friends, and all for love. Thou Julia, thou haſt metamorphos'd me; Made me neglect my ſtudies, loſe my time, War with good counſel, fer the world at nought; Made wit with muſing weak; heart ſick with thou
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Pro. But now he parted hence t'embark for Milan. Speed. Twenty to one then he is ſhipp'd already, And I have play'd the ſheep in loſing him,
Pro. Indeed a ſheep doth often ſtray, | An it the ſhepherd be awhile away. :
Speed. You conclude that my maſter .is a ſhepherd: then, and 1 a ſheep? | 2
Pro. I do. 3 |
Speed. Why then my horns are his horns, whether I wake or fleep. | v4
Pro. A ſilly anſwer, and fitting well a ſheep.
Speed, This proves me ſtill a ſheep. —_ ©
Pro. True; and thy maſter a ſhepherd; + +4
Speed. Nay, tbat I can deny by a circumſtance:
Fro. It ſhall go hard but I'll prove it by another.
Speed, The ſhepherd ſeeks the ſheep, and not the ſheep the ſhepherd; but I ſeek my maſter, and my ma- ſter feeks not me; therefore I am no ſheep. 7
Pro, The ſheep for fodder follows the ſhepherd, the ſheplierd for food follows not the ſheep; thou for wages. followeft thy maſter, thy maſter for wages follows. not thee; therefore thou art a ſheep, '
Speed. Such another Er will make me cry Bai... Pro, But doſt thou
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loſt-mutton, nothing for my labour. 55 Pro. Here's too ſmall a paſture for ſuch ſtore of
muttont. | | |
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ou, SELL CBS Ts FR ob I on n Speed. Nay, Sir, lefs than a pound ſhall ſerve me for
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Speed. She nodded and ſaid, I. Pro. Nod-I.? why, that's noddy. | Speed. You miſtook, Sir, I ſaid ſhe did nod: And you ask me if ſhe did nod, and 1 ſaid ay. Pro. And that ſet together, is noddy. Speed. Now you have taken the pains to ſet it toge - ther, take it for yout pains. Pro, No, no, you ſhall have it for bearing the letter. Speed, Well I perceive I muſt befain to bear with you. Pro. Why, Sir, how do you bear with me?- Speed. Marry, Sit, the letter very orverly, Having nothing;but the word noddy for my pains,- Pro. Beſhrew me but you have a quick wit. Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your ſlow purſe, Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief; what ſaid ſhe} _, -: Lg Speed. Open — purſe, that the money and the mat -· ter may be both deliver'd. Pro, Well Sir, here is for your pains; what ſaid ſn⸗? Speed. Truly, Sir, I think you'll hardly win her. Pro, W hy? could'ſt thou perceiveſo much from her? Speed, Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from her; No not ſo much as a ducket for delivering your letter. And-being ſo bard to me that brought your miud, 1 fear ſhe'll prove as hard to you in telling her mind. Give her no token but ſtones ;- for ſhe's as hard as ſteel. Pro. What, ſaid ſhe nothing? 2 Speed. No, not ſo much as take this for chy paint; To teſtifie your bounty, I thank you, you have teſtern'd me: | vt * Ir requital whereof, heticeforth. carry your letter your ſelf ; and ſo, Sir, I'll. commend you to my maſter. Pro. Go, go, be gone, to-ſave your ſhip from'wrack, W bich, cannot periſh, having thee aboard, Being deftin'd to a-drier death on ſhore. 1 muſt go ſend ſome better meſſenger : * I fear' my Julia would not'deign my lines, | Reteiving them from ſuch à wortlilefs poſt, . [ Exeunt.
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SCENE I, Changes to J v LI A's chamber,
Enter Julia, and Lucetta, |
7. B UT ſay, Lucetta, now we are alone, | Wouldft thou then counſel me to fall in love? Luc. Ay, Madam, ſo you ſtumble not aun Jul. Of all the fair reſort of gentlemen | That ev'ry day with parle encounter me, a In thy Nele which is worthieſt love} . 1 Luc, be aſe you repent their names, 1 I'll owe my : 0
An to my ſhallow fim ple skill | Jul. What think'ft thou of che fair Sir Meer Lus. As of a Knight well ſpoken, neat and fine; Bit were J you, be never ſhould be mine. Jul. What think thou of the rich Mercatio? ? Tuc. Welt of his weach; bet of hinfslf;. ſo, ſo. It | $41; Whas think 'n thou of the genete Procbius? || 4 Luc. Lord, lord! to ſees what folly reigns-in us“ || V Jui. How no l what mern this p:fion at his name? ff A
Luc, Pardon, dear mad; tis a an — Si Thar N unworthy & I am, Mo W $houls condore. thud's des, ].
Jul. Why not on Protheus as of all the ry T
Live, Then chung bf many good, I rhink him dan A
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Jul. And — — wer love on bim W Luc, Ay, if you 1hought-your Tove riot v away, ff M5 Jul. Why be of d net har Wever mard td. Ar TAC. Yet he of all t reſt I think beft-toves err WI Jul. His little fpeaking ſhews kis love but ſmall. Luc. The fire that's doſeſt kegt burns moſt of Auk
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Jul. I would I knew his mind, Luc. Peruſe this r, madam, Jul. To Julia; lay from whom? Luc. That the contents will ſhew. Jul. Say, ſay ; who gave it thee? Luc. Sir Valentine's page; and ſent, I think, from Protheas. | He would have giv'n it you, but I being by Did in your name receive it; pardon mg... Jul. Now by my medeſiy a goodly: broker! Dare you preſume: to harbour, wanton lines ? To whiſper and conſpire againſt my youth ? Now truſt me, 'tis an office: of great worth, And you an officer. fic for the place. There take the paper; ſee it be retur nd, Or elſe return no more into my ſight. Tuc. To plead for love deſerves: more fee than hate. Jul. Will ye be gone? | 2 Tuc. That you may ruminate;” Kxit. Jul. And yet 1 would I had O er- loo d the ſetter. It were a ſhame to call her back again, 2 And pray her tot fault, for which bichid: her, What fool! is ſhe that knows I am a maid, And wauldl not force the letter to my view? Since maids in modeſty ſay no to that | Which they would have the-proft''rer conſtrue ay, Fie, fie; how way-ward is this fooliſh love, That like a teſty babe will fcratch the nurſe, - And preſently all humbled kiſs the rod? How churliſhly. T chid Lucetia hence, When willingly I would have had hev here? How angerly 1 taughe my brow to from, When inward joy enfore'd my hett to ſmise? My penance is to call Lacetta back, | And ask remiſhoa for my foly paſt, What ho! Ancetra fo |
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Lac. What would your ladyſhip
Jul. Is't near dinner-time?
Luc. I would it were, That you might kill your ſtomach on your * 3 And not upon your maid.
Jul. What is't that you Took up ſo gingerly r
Jul. Why di dat thou ſtoop then?
Tuc. Tol take a paper up that I let fall,
Jul. And is that paper nothing ?}
Luc. Nothing concerning me.
Jul. Then let it lye for thoſe that it concerns.
Luc. Madam, it will not lye where it concerns, Unleſs it have a falſe interpreter.
Jul. Some love of yours hath writ to you in A
Luc. That I might ſing it, madam, to a tune; Give me a note; your ladyſnip can =
Jul. As little by ſuch toys as may be poſſible; . Beſt ſing it to the tune of Ligbt O *
Lc. It is too heavy for ſo light a tune. 75 5
Jul. Heavy ? belike it hath ſome burtben — Luc. Ay; and melodious were it, you would fng 0 Jul. And Why not you?: Tuc: I cannot reach ſo hizh. N Jul. Let's ſee your ſong: How now minion:?; Luc. Keep tune there ſtill, ſo you will fing i irouts+- And yet methinks I do not like the tune. | Jul: You do nee +: FO -4 Luc. Mo, madam, tis too arp. Jul, You, minion, are too ſawey. Luc. Nay, now you are too flat, Aud mar the concord with too harſh a diſcant: There wanteth but a mean to fill your fo Jul. The mean is drewn'd with your un rly baſe
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Jul. This babble ſhall not henceforth ttouble me; Here is a coil with proteftati.n!. ' [ Tears it. Go, get you gone, and let the papers lye: | You would be fingring them to anger me.
Luc. She makes it ſtrange, but ſhe would be beſt
pleasd | n | To be ſo anger'd with another letter. Exit.
Jul. Nay; would I were ſo anger'd with ame? Oh hateful hands to tear ſuch loving words;
Injurious waſps, to feed on ſuch ſweet honey, And kill the bees that yield it with your ſtings! IU kiſs each ſeveral paper for amends; Look, here is writ kind Julia; unkind Julia! Az in revenge of thy ingratitude; * + | I throwthy name againff the bruiſing ones; Trampling contemptuouſly on thy diſdain. Look here is writ; Love-wounded Protheus. ; Poor wounded name! my boſom, as a bed, | * Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly beal'd + Is And thus I ſearch it with a ſov*caign kiſs, | But twice or thrice was Protheus written down: Be calm, good wind, blow net a word away, »Till 1 have found each letter in the letter, | x Except mine own name: That ſome” whirl- wind bear- * Vnto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock, et * And throw it thence into the raging ſea. J Lo here in one line is his name twice writ: e Poor forlorn Protheus, paſſonate Protheus, - To the fest Julia: that I'll tear away; And yet I will not; ſith ſo-prettily: | He couples it to his complaining names: | Thus will I fold them one upon another; 4 Now kiſs, embrace, contend; do what you will.
Enter Lucetta;
Luc. Madam, dinner is ready, and your father ſtays, - Jul. Well let us po. | | Luc. What, ſhall theſe papers lye like tell-tales here? Jul. M thou veſpect them, beſt to take them wp. 85 Lt.
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Luc. Nay I was taken up for lay ing them down:
Yet here they ſhall not lie for catehing cold. Jul. I ſee you have a month's mind to them. Luc. Ay madam, (you may ſay what fights vauſees.
I ſee things. too, although = judge I wink, Ful. Come, come, will't — you got FExennt, |
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SCENE I. Znter Anthonio and panthion- be : | |
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E LL me, Panthion, what ſad talk was that | W herewith my brother held Four is the cloiſter ?
Pant. Twasaf his nephew Prot hes, your fag.
Ant. Why, what of him: 750 Pant. He wonder'd that your lordſhip.
Would ſuffer him to ſpend his yonth at home: While other men of ſlender reputation Put forth theit ſons to feek;preferment out: Some to the wars to try their fortune there; Soma to diſcover Iſlands far ay; Some to the ſtudious unives nnn en — 1 or for all theſe: exerciſers. 7 =_ ASH
Ant.
He ſaid, that Pnoshess your fon — 8 And did requeſt mots wpermyne ll - +
To let him ſpend his time no moreat bome z * 42 W hich would be great impaxchoentta. his age. In having known na travel in his Xouthy,
Ant. Nor need 'ſi thou. mul im portuna me eker. W hereon; thia month I bave: haet ring. a I have cenſider'd well his loſs of time;
And how he cannot beg;
Not being try'd,, nortator'd in the world: Experience is. hy joduſtry atchie vr d. reel And per ected by the ſwift courſe af time: » Them tell me, widen were I beſh toifend i? | Pax. L chin v 8 * 5
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The Two Gentlemen of Verona. Bf How his companion, youthful Valentine, | Attends the Emperor in his royal court. |
Ant. 1 know it well. . N
* Twere goed, I think, your lordfhip ſent him
thithen; F | There ſhall he praQtife tilts and tournaments, Hear ſweet urfy, converſe with noblemen, And be in eye- of every exerciſe # - ECD Worthy his youth and noblenefs of birth.
Ant, I like thy counfe};. well haſt thou advis'd;. And that thou may 'N perceive how well 1 like it, The execution of it ſhall malte known; ˖ Ev'n with the _ expedition”
I will diſpatch him to the Emperor's court.
Pant. To-morrow, may it pleaft you, Don Alphonſo, With other gentlemen of good eſteem, Are journey ing to ſalute the Emperor, | And to comment their ſervice to his will. |
Ant, Good company : with them ſhall Pror heut go. And in good time, now will we break with him.
Euter Protheus.
Pro. Sweet love, ſweet lines, fweet life;
Here is her hand, the- agent of her heart;
Here is her -oath for love; her honour's pawn.
©- that our fathers would applaud our loves,
To ſeal our happineſs yith their cohſents,
Oh heav'nly Julia? 5 3 f Ant. — _ AR are you reading. there; Pro. May't pteafe your fordflifp, tis a word or tw
Of commendation fent from e a N
Deliver 'd by a friend that came from bim. OD Ant, Lend me the letter; let me ſee what news. Pro. There is no news, my lord, but that be writes
How happily he lives, how wal beloy'd;
And daily graced'by the Emperor,
Wiſhing me with him, partner of his fortune,
Ant. And* how ſtand you affected to his wiſh ? Pro, As one relying on your Jordſhip's will,
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And not depending on his friendly win.
Ant. My will is ſomething forted with his wiſa: Muſe not that I thus ſuddenly proceed; For what Iwill, I will; and there's an end. Jam reſolv'd that thou ſhalt ſpend ſome time” With Valentine in the Emp'ror's-court: -
What maintenance he from his friend receives, Like exhibition thou ſhalt have from me: To-morrow be in readineſs to go.
Excuſe it not, for I am peremptory. ; | + Pro, My lord, I cannot be ſo ſoon provided; Pleaſe to deliberate a day or two.: | | 1
Ant, Look what thou want'ſt ſhall be ſent after thees No more of ſtay; to-morrow thou muſt go.
Come on Panthian; you ſhall be employ'd cad To baſten on his expedition. [Exe. Ant. and Pant:
Pro, Thus bave 1 hun d the fire ſor fear of burning, And drench'd me in the ſea, where 1 am drown'd: 1 fear'd to ſhew my father Julia's letter,
LefF he ſhouli, take exceptions to my love; And with the vantage of mine own extuſe Hath he * moſt againſt my love. Oh how this ſpring of love reſembleth well
Th* uncertain glory of an April day, | — Which now ſhews all the beauty of the ſun,
And by and by a cloud takes all- away. 22.
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Pant. Sir Proteus, your father calls for ou
is in haſte, therefore 1 pray you g. Fro. Why this it is! my. heart accords thereto, -- ;
And yet a thouſand times it anfwers ao. Excunt.
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8 C EN E changes to Milan.
es | Lau Valentine and. — Seed. l R, your glove: | ati D Fal. Not mine; my gloves 2 are on. &s Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this. is but 7 one,
Val. Ha! let me ſee: ay, give it me, it's mine :. Sweet ornament that decks e divine, | At Silvia! Silvia | |
Speed. Madam Silvia ! Madam Silvia!
Val. How now Sirrah? |
Speed. She is not within heari „Sir.
Val. Why Sic. who bad you ca afl her?
Speed. Your worſhip, Sir, or elſe 1 miftook,
Fal. Well, you'll ſtill be too forward, |
Speed. And yet | was laſt chidden for being ſo Gow.
Val. Go too Sir, tell me, do you know Madam _
Speed. She that your wor ſhip loves?
Ful. Why, how: know you that Jam in ove? + |
| Speed. Marr by-thefe' ſpecial marks: firſt; you ! have learn'd, le Sir Prot heus to wreath your arms like a male. content, te reliſn à love - ſong like a Robin-
red- breaſt, to walk alone like one that had the peſti-
lence, to ſigh like a ſthookboy: that had loſt his 4 5 C,
to weep like a young wench that ha loſt her grandam,
to faſt like one that takes diet, to watch like one that
fears robbing, to ſpeak puling like a beggar at Hal- 3 You. were wont, when you laugh'd, to crow
18. The Two Gentlemen of Verona.
crow like a cock; when you walk'd, to walk like one of the lions; when you faſted, it was preſently after a dinnet; when you look'd ſadly, it was for watt of
mony : and now you are metamoyplios'd with 7 ov
1 ſtreſe, that when I look on you I can hardiy think
| you my maſter, - |
val. Are all thefe things perceiv'd in me? N :
Speed. They are all perceiv'd without ye.
Val. Without me ? they cannot.
Speed. Without yon? | nay that's certain; for with- out you were ſo ſimple, none elſe wou'd : But you are ſo without theſe follies, that theſe follies are with- in you, and ſhine through you like the water in an urinal; that not an eye that ſees you, but is a phy i- cian to comment on your malady. ö
Val. But · tell me, doſt thou know my lady Silvia ?
Speed. She that you gaze on ſ ; as ſhe: {its at ſup- |
er? 9 | x val. Haſt thou obſiry*d>that? evin: ſue I mean.
Speed. Why; Sir, I know her: not. |
Val. Doft thou know her dy gazing on hen. and? yet know'ft her not? EL,
Speed. Is ſhe not hard- favour'd, en 21th ©
Val. Not ſo fair; boy, ab well fvom d.
Speed. Sir, I know that: well enough. F 3
Val. What doſt thou knoõ-w-? 5
Speed. That ſhe is not ſo fair, ar of you all L &- vour'd.
Val. I mean that har W is exquite,
But her favour infinite.
Speed. That's becauſe the one is painted, and the other out of all count,
val. How painted? and how out of count?
Speed. Marry Sir, ſo painted to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty,
Val. How eſteem'ſt thou me? I account of ker beauty. & Ke
Speed. Youinever ſaw ber ſince ſhe was teform'd.
Val. How long hath the: been deform'd3 5
2% Ever. ſince you lawd her.
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Val. 1 have lov'd ber ever fince I ſaw her, And ſtill I ſee her beautiful.
Speed, If 2 love her, you cannot. ſee. Rer.
Val. Why?
Speed. Becauſe love is blind. O that you bad mine eyes, or ycur own eyes had the lights they were wont 10 —_ when you chid at Sir Protheus bon going un-
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val. What ſhould I ſee then? _
Speed, Your own preſent folly, an and her ter pang de- formity : for he being in love, could ee to gar- ter his hoſe; and you being 1 in love, — edo Pot. on your boſe, _.
Val. Belike, box, 1 you are in love: for, lat. morning you 47 not ſee 0 wipe m Inos.
Speed. True, Sir, I was in love wink my bed,, Ir. thank Tics ou ſwing'd me for my love, which makes me the r to chide you for yours,
Pal. 15 concluſion, I and affected to her. me
Sper. I would you were ſet, ſo your affection would ceaſe,
Val, Laſt night ſhe n me to wilte bene lines to one ſhe loves. 6 i
$p#4. And bave you?
Val. I have.
Speed. Are they not lame
Val. No, boy, but as we as 1 * do them: | Peace, herexſhe comes. .
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Now will he interpret to her. 3 Val, Madam and Miſtreſs, a thouſand. good-morram 7 Speed. Oh! 'give ye good-even ; here's. a million of
manners,
Sil. Sir Valentine and ſervant, to you two thouſand. © -
1 Speed. He ſhould give her intereſt ; and ſhe gives it
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Val. As you injoin'd me, I have writ your letter, .
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26 The Two Gentlemen of Verona; Unto the ſecret; nameleſs friend of 'yours ; Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, But for my duty to your lady ſſrip. „ : Si}, 1 thank you, gentle ſervant, tis very clerkly one, n | Val. Now truſt me; Madam, it came hardly For being ignorant to whom it goes, 5 I wiit at random, very Joubtfully. 3 ; Sil. Perchance you think too much of ſo much pains ? val. No, Madam, ſo it ſteed you, I will write, Pleaſe, you command, a thouſand times as mach
Sil. A r well, I gueſs the ſequel;
And yet I wilt nor name it, yet I care not,
Aud pet take this again, and yet I thank you;
Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more.
Speed. Ard yet you will; and yet, axother yet. Aſide. Val. What means your ladyſhip ? do you not like it? Sil. Yes, yes, the lines are very quaintly writ;
Jut ſtnce unwillingly, take them again; |
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Val. Madam, they are for you. 3
i. Ay, ay; you writ them, Sir, at my requeff;
- But I will none of them; they are for you: _
I would have had them writ more movingly. _ Pal. Picaſe-you,: I'll write your lady ſhip another; Sil. Ahd' when it's writ; for my ſakè read it over;
And if it pleaſe you, ſo, if not; why ſo. ö Val. It it ple: ſe me, Madam, what then?
Sil. Why if it pleaſè you, take it for your labour;
And ſo good-morrow; ' 2+ er . Exit.
Speed. O jeſt unfeen, infcrutable; inviſible, as à floſe
On a man's face, or a weathercock on a Rt#eple! ©
My. maſter ſues to her, and ſhe hath taught her ſuitor,
He being ber pupil, to become her tutors
© excellent device! was there ever heard a better?
That my maſter being the ſcribe, to himſelf ſhould write
the letter?” | : Val. How. now, Sir} what are you':reaſoning.with wur ſelf? | ö |
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Fal. To do when: Speed. To be a ſpokes- man from Madam Silvia. Val. To whom; Spe ed. To your ſelf N why, the woes you by a fi gure. | Val. What fig ure? | Speed, By a — I ſhould ſay. Val. Why, ſhe hath not writ tome? Speed. What need ſhe, | SIS When ſhe hath made you write to your ſelf:
Why, do you not perceive the jeſt?
val. No, believe me. Speed. No believing you indeed, Sir: but did you.
perceive her earneſt?
Val. She gave me none, except an angry word. Speed, Why, ſhe hath given you a letter. Val, That's 'the letter I writ to her friend. 2a And that ny hath ſhe deliver'd, and there” $ an end, Val. I would i it were no worſe: Speed, 1'll warrant you tis as well : For often have you writ to her, and ſhe in mod Or glſe for want of idle time, could not again rep Or fearing elſe ſome meſſenger Sar _—_ her mind diſcover, Her _ hath taught her love hinoſelf to write unto hes lover. All this I fpeak in print; tor in print I found it. Why muſe you, Sir? 'tis n. 0 — . have din'd. d. Ay, but hearken sir; tho; * e love a feed on the air, I am one that am nouriſh'd by my victuals; and would fain have meat: oh be not like your miſtreſs; be moved, be moved. [Exeunt.
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22 De T \Contlenion of Verona.
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Enter Protheus and Julia.
8 N AVE patienge, gentle Juli. |
Jul. ,wiſt1where is no xemedy; |
Pro, Wie poſſi bly I can, -Lwilkgetuen. .
Jul. If you return not, you / will return the ſooner: Keep this remembrance- fot hy Jalia s ſake.
[Giuing a ring.
, Why. then we'll wake exchange z here, take
ou this. 7 Jul.. And ſeal the in with aboly kils.
Pro. Hexe is my hand For, my ttue geoſtaneß: And when that hour Orſlips ane in che day, Mberein I ;figh nagt, Julia, for thy ke.
The next enſuing hour ſome foul miſchance Torment me, for my love s forgetfulneſ:! My father ſtays my coming; on not: as he. tide, is now; nay .aot-the-tide.of years; «tide will ſtay me-ongeraban, h fpould: {Exit J als Fine eder bee 2. 0 ? \Þ 9.2 7 true love ſhoukd do; it cannot
9 betterrdseds than words to: . it.: nen. 5
Pan. Sir prot heus, you are na. tor. Pre, Ho; me. Alas eee keen fas, byers dank. {Sens a Mou 16 elt:
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Enter Launce, with his dog Crab.
i 6 my Na „ *twill be this hour ere I have done * weeping; all the kind of the Launc have this very : * laults
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_ © ther wailing,-my lifter crying, our maid howkipg, our cat wfinging her hands, and all our houfe ia a great
147 did. not this cruel-hearted cur ſnhed one tear! he is à tone, à very 'pebblEſtone, and has no more j pity in him than a dog: a Jeu .woute have * wept to have ſeen our parting; why my Saddam * having no ey look you, wept herfelf blind at
« lexi p perp exit /;
es, » 4 my+parting; Nay, ' 1'll how you 'the*minner of Lit! Wit dee Uh father; no this left hee is my <:firher ;"it6, no, this left moe is my mother; nay, that cannot be ſo neither; yes it is ſa, it is ſo; it
„ hath the worſer ſole; this ſhoe with the hole in it is
mycntother, and this my fütber; a vengeance on't. F. there tis: no Sir, this taff is my ifer;"for-look
* you, ſhe is as white as a lilly, and as ſmall as a wand;
**©<3this hat ĩs Nan our maid; 1 am the dog; no, the cog is bimſelf, and I am the dog: oh, the 55 is me, an Tam my Tf; ay, ſo 10; now come 1
my father; * father, your bheſſing; now thould not the ſhoe ſpeak © a word for weeping ; now ſhould I kiſs my father well he weeps on: now, come I to my mother; oh © that he could ſpeak now like * an ould woman! well * 1 kiſs bgr;.why.there tis; here's gay mother's breath * up and down: now come I to my ſiſter; mark, the © moan ſhe makes: now the do allthis whe Meds
a but ſee how 1 lay * the dulb&with-my-rears, geo
Enter Pa nthion.
Pant. Launce, away, away, aboard thy maſter is ſhipp'd and thor art ta poft, after with oars: what's the matter? why weep'ſt thou, man ? away afs, you. will
© * -
loſe the tide, if you rarry any longer.
Laun. It is no matter if the tide ,were, Toft, for jt is the unkindeſt tide that ever any man ty d.
24 . The. Two Gentlemen of Verona.
Pant. What's the unkindeſt tide? atoll Ln. Why, he that's ty'd here; Crab, my dog. Tant. Tut, man; I mean thou'le loſe the flood; and in loſing the flood, loſe thy voyage, and in loſing thy voyage, loſe thy-maſter; and in loſing thy maſter, loſc thy ſervice; and in loſing thy ſervice, —— why doft
thou ſtop my mouth? | I x
--- , Lawn. For fear thou ſhould'ſt loſe thy tongue.
pant. Where ſhould I loſe my tongue? |
Tax. In thy tale.
© - Pals. a0 hy tall > |
Tan. Loſe the flood, and the voyage, and the
... maſter, and the ſervice, and the tide; why, man, it the river were dry, I am able to. fill it with my tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the boat with my ſighs... hy. . | of
Tant. Come. come, away, man, I was ſent to call thee, Laun. Sir, call me what thou dar'ſt.
Pant. Wilt thou go? b Laun, Well I will go. | * '[Exeunt. £ CP WH TN | i l üben 1 Changes to Milan. f Enter Valentine, Silvia, Thurio and Speed. 5% CErvant. , | Val. Miſtreſs, | | : Speed. Maſter, Sir Thurio frowns on you. | oy Val. Ay boy it's for love. \; Spred. Not of you. o | a Val. Of my miſtreſs then. | | | | = 4a" 'Twere good you knockt him. | Sil. Servant, you are fad, | Val. Indeed, madam, I Teem fo, „ Thu, Seem you that you are not? | V
Val. Haply I do, Thu. So do counterfeits,
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Val, So do you.
Thu, What ſeem I that I am not?
Val. Wiſe. n
Thu. What inftance of the contrary ?
Val. Your Folly. + |
Thu. And how quote you my folly?
Val. I quote it in your jerkin.
Thu. My jerkin is a doublet.
Val. Well then, I'll double your folly. + Thu, How? | |
Sil. What angry, Sir Thurio? do you change colour? ; Val. Give him leave, Madam; he is a kind of Came- 108,
Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood, than live in your air. | |
Val. You have ſaid, Sir.
The. Ay Sir, and done too, for this time.
Val. I know it well, Sir; you always end ere you begin. 4
Sil. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly ſhot off. |
Val. *Tis indeed, Madam; we thank the giver.
Sil. Who is that, ſervant? |
Val. Yourſelf, ſweet lady, for you gave the fire : Sir Thurio borrows his wit from 25 ladyſhip's looks, and ſpends what he borrows kindly in your company.
The. Sir, if you ſpend word for word with me, I
fhall make! your wit bankrupt.
Val. I know it well, Sir; you have an exchequer of words, and, I think, no other treaſure to give your
followers: for it appears, by their bare liveries, that they
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ive by your bare words. Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more: Here comes my
father. SCENE V.
Enter the Duke.
Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beſt;
Sir Valentine, your father's in good health : B What
26 The Two Gentlemen of Verona,
What fay you to a letter from your friends Of much good news? i
Val. My lord, I will be thankful To any meſſenger from thence.
Duke. Know you Don Antonio, your countryman?
Val. Ah, my good lord, I know the gentleman To be of worth and worthy eſtimation; | And not without deſert ſo well reputed.
Duke. Hath he not a ſon?
Val. Ay, my good lord, a ſon that well deſerves «+ The honour ht regard of ſuch a father.
Duke. You know him well?
Val. J knew him as myſelf, for from our infancy We have converſt and ſpent our hours together : And tho' myſelf have been an idle truant, Omitting the ſweet benefit of time,
To cloth mine eyes with angel-like perfection; Yet hath Sir Protheus, for that's his name, Made uſe and fair advantage of his days;
His years but young, but his experience old; His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; And in a word, (for far behind his worth Come all the praiſes that I now beſtow)
He is complcat in feature and in mind,
With all e to grace a gentleman. --
Duke. ERIE me, Sir, but if he make this good, He is as worthy for an empreſs's love,
As meet to be an Emperor's counſellor ,
Well, Sir, this gentleman is come to me,
With commendations from great potentates ; And here he means to ſpend his time a while. I think 'tis no unwelcome news to you.
Val. Should I have wiſh'd a thing, it had been he.
Duke. Welcome him then according to his wor th: Silvia, I ſpeak to you; and you, Sir Thurio;
For Valentine, 1 need not cite him to it: | I'll fend him hither to you preſently. Exit. Duke.
Val. This is the gentleman I told your lady ſhip Had come along with me, but that his miſtreſs Did hold his eyes lockt in her cryſtal looks.
The Two Gentlemen of Verona. 27 Sil. Belike that now ſhe hath enfranchis'd them
Upon ſome other pawn for fealty. Val. Nay ſure I think ſhe holds ther priſs'ners till. Sil. Nay then he ſhould be blind; and being blind, How could he ſee his way to ſeek out you? Val. Why lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. Thu. They fay that love hath not an eye at all. Val. To ſee ſuch lovers, Thurio, as yourſelf; Upon a homely object love can wink.
SCENE VI.
Exter Protheus.
Sil. Have done, have done; here comes the gentleman. Val. Welcome, dear Pratheus: miſtreſs, I beſeech you Confirm this welcome with ſome ſpecial favour. Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither, If this be he you oft have wiſh'd to hear from. Val. Miſtref, it is: Sweet lady, entertain him To be my fellow-ſervant to your ladyſhip. Sil. Too low a miſtreſs for ſo high a 33 Pro. Not ſo, {ſweet lady; but too mean a ſervant To have a look of ſuch a worthy miſtreſs. Val. Leave off diſcourſe of diſability : Sweet lady entertain him for your ſervant. Pro. My duty will I boaſt of, nothing elſe. Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed ; Servant, you're welcome to a worthleſs miſtreſs. Pro. Tl die on him that ſays ſo but yourſelf. Sil. That you're welcome? Pro. That you are worthleſs. | > Thu. Madam, my lord your father would ſpeak with
ou. . WY I wait upon his pleaſure; come, Sir Thurio, Go with me. Once more my new Tervant, welcome: Pl leave you to confer of home affairs; When you have done, we look to hear from you. Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyſhip. | [Ex, Sil. and Thu. B 2 SCENE
28 The Two Gentlemen of Verona.
SCENE VII.
Val. Now tell me how do all from whence you came? | kd Pro. Your friends are well, and have them -much commended. | Val. And how do yours? Pro. I left them all in health. "= How does your lady? and how thrives your ove? | Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you; I know you joy not in a love-diſcourſe. | Val. Ay, Protheus, but that life is alter'd now; I have done.penance for contemning love, Whoſe high imperious thoughts have puniſh'd me With bitter faſts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears and daily heart-ſore ſighs. For in revenge of my contempt of love, Love hath chac'd ſleep from my enthralled eyes, And made them watchers of mine own heart's ſorrow, O gentle Protheus, loye's a mighty lord, And hath ſo humbled me, as 1 confeſs There is no woe to his correction; Nor to his ſervice, no ſuch joy on earth. Now no 'diſcourſe, except it be of love; Now can I break my faſt, dine, ſup and fleep Upon the very naked name of love. Pro. Enough: 1 read your fortune in your eye. Was this the idol that you worſhip ſo? ay Val. Even ſhe; and is ſhe not a heay'nly ſaint? Pro. No: but ſhe is an carthly paragon. | * Val. Call her divine. Pro. I will not flatter her. | | Val. O flatter me; for love delights in praiſe. Pro. When I was ſick you gave me bitter pills, And I muſt miniſter the like to you. | Val. Then ſpeak the truth by her, if not divine, Vet let her be a principality, _ | Sov'reign to all the creatures on the earth. | 2 0 Pro.
Py 1 *
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Pro. Except my miſtreſs.
Val. Sweet, except not any, Except thou wilt _— againſt my love.
Pro. Have I not reaſon to prefer my own?
Val. And I will help thee to. prefer her too: She ſhall be dignify'd with this high honour, To bear my lady's train, leſt the baſe earth Should from her veſture chance to ſteal a kiſs; And of fo great a favour growing proud, Diſdain to root the fummer-ſ{welling flower, And make rough winter everlaſtingly.
Pro. Why Valentine, what bragadiſm is this?
Val. Pardon me, Protheus; all I can is nothing To her, whoſe worth makes other worthies nothing; She is alone.
Pro. Then let her alone. |
Val. Not for the world: why man, ſhe is mine own, And I as rich in having ſach a Jewel, As twenty ſeas, if all their ſand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rock pure gold. Forgive me that I do not dream on thee, Becauſe thou ſeeſt me doat upon my love. My fooliſh rival, that her father likes, Only for his poſſeſſions are ſo huge, Is gone with her along, and I muſt after; For love thou. know'ft is full of Jealouſy.
Pro. But ſhe loves you?
Val. Ay, and we are betroth'd; nay more, our mar-
riage, |
With all the cunning manner of our flight, Determin'd of ; how I muſt climb her window, The ladder made of cords, and all the means Plotted and *greed on for my happineſs. Good Protheus, go with me to my chamber, In theſe affairs to aid me with thy counſel. Pro. Go on before; I ſhall enquire you forth. I muſt unto the road, to diſembark Some neceſſaries that I needs muſt uſe; And then I'll preſently attend you.
Val. Will you make haſte?
3 3 Pre.
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30 The Two Gentlemen of Verona. Pro. I will. 3 [Exit Val.
Ev'n as one heat another heat expels, |
Or as one nail by ſtrength drives out another;
So the remembrance of my former love
Is by a newer object quite forgotten.
Is it mine then, or Valentino's praiſe?
Her true perfection or my falſe tranſgreſſion,
That makes me reaſonleſs to reaſon thus?
She's fair; and ſo is Julia that I love;
That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd;
Which like a waxen image gainſt a fire,
Bears no impreſſion of the thing it was.
Methinks my zeal to Valentine is cold,
And that I love him not as I was wont,
On! but I love his lady too too much;
And that's the reaſon I love him ſo little.
How ſpall I doat on her with more advice,
That thus without advice begin to love her?
Tis but her picture I have yet beheld,
And that hath dazled ſo my reaſon's light:
But when J look on her perfections,
There is no reafon but I ſhall be blind.
If I can check my erring love, 1 will; |
If not, to compaſs her T'll uſe my ſxill. [Exit,
" "SCENE: um. Enter Speed and Launce.
| Speed Taunce, by mine honeſty welcome to + Milan.
Lawn. Forſwear not thyſelf, ſweet youth; for I am not welcome: I reckon this always, that a man is never undone *till he be hang'd, nor never welcome to a place
' till ſome certain ſhot be paid, and the hoſteſs ſay wel-
come. | | Speed. Come on, you mad -cap; II to the ale-houſe
with you preſently, where, for one ſhot of five-pence,
thou ſhalt have FA thouſand welcomes. But 5 —
1 It is Padua in the former editions. See the Kore on Ad 3. Scene 2.
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how did thy maſter part with Madam Julia? Lawn. Marry, after they clos'd in earneſt, they parted very fairly in jeſt. |
Speed. But ſhall ſhe marry him ?
Laun. No.
Speed. How then? ſhall he marry her?
'Laun. No, neither.
Speed. What, are they broken?
Lawn. No, they are both as whole as a fiſh.
Speed. Why then how ſtands the matter with them ?
Lawn, Marry thus, when it ſtands well with him, it ſtands well with her.“
Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match?
Laun. Aſk my dog: if he ſay ay, it will; if he fay 2 it will; if he ſhake his tail, and ſay nothing, it will.
Speed, The concluſion is then, that it will.
Laun. Thou ſhalt never get ſuch a ſecret from me, but by a parable. -
Speed, *Tis well that I get it ſo: but Launce, how fay'ſt thou that my maſter is become a notable lover?
Laun. I never knew him otherwiſc.
Speed. Than how ? :
Laun. A notable Lubber, as thou reporteſt him to be.
Speed. Why, thou whoreſon aſs, thou miſtak'ſt me.
Laun. Why fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy maſter.
Speed. I tell thee, my maſter is become a hot lover.
B 4 Laun.
— —
2 — — — *
b it ſtands well with her.
Speed. What an aſs art thou? I underſtand thee not.
Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canſt not? My ſtaff underſtands me.
Speed.” What thou ſay'ſt?
Lain. Ay, and what I do too; look thee, II but lean and my ſtaff underſtands me.
Speed. It ſtands under thee indeed.
Laun. Why, ſtand-under, and underſtand is all one.
Speed. But tell me true, &. '
32 The Two Gentlemen of Verona.
Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not the* he burn him- ſelf in love: If thou wilt go with me to the ale-houſe, ſo; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Few, and not worth the rame of a Chriſtian.
Speed. Why?
Lan. Becauſe thou haſt not ſo much charity in thee as to go te the alc-houſe with a Chriſtian: wilt thou
Speed. At thy fervice. [ Exennt. SCENE IX. Euter Protheus ſolus.
Tro. To leave my Julia; ſhall I be forſwern? To love fair Silvia; ſhall I be forſworn? To wrong my friend, I ſhall be much forſworn : And ev'n that pow'r which gave me firſt my oath Provokes me to this dreefill perjury. | Love bad me ſwear, and love bids me fot ſwear: O ſwect ſuggeſtion love, if thou haſt ſinn'd, Teach me, thy tempted ſubject, to excuſe it. At firſt 1 did adore a twinkling ſtar, But now I worſhip a celeſtial ſun. Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; And he wants wit that wants reſolved will, To learn his wit t'exchange the bad for better,. Fie, fie, unreverend tongue, to call her bad, Whoſe Sov'raignty ſo oft thou haſt preferr'd With twenty thouſand ſoul-confirmed oaths. J cannot leave to love, and yet I do: But there I leave to love where I ſhould love: Julia 1 loſe, and Valentine I loſe: If I keep them, I needs muſt loſe myſelf : Tf I loſe them, thus find I but their loſs; For Valentine, myſelf; for Julia, Silvia: I to myſelf am dearer than a friend; For love is ſtill moſt precious in itſelf; And Silvia, witneſs heav'n that made Her fair, Shews Julia but a ſwarthy Erhiope.
I R A þ I * 1 1 . ] ( J ] ] ]
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I will forget that Julia is alive, Remembring that my love to her is dead: And Valentine I'll hold an enemy,
Aiming at Silvia as a fweeter friend.
I cannot now prove conſtant to my ſelf, Without ſome treachery us'd to Valentine : This night he meaneth with a corded ladder To climb celeſtial Silvias chamber window;
My ſelf in council his competitor.
Now preſently P'll give her farther notice
Of their diſguiſing, and pretended flight:
Who, all enrag'd, will baniſh Valentine:
For Thurio he intends ſhall wed his daughter.
But Valentine being gone, Tl quickly croſs,
By ſome ly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceeding. Love lend me wings, to make my purpoſe ſwift, As thou haſt lent me wit to plot his drift. Exit.
SCENE X. „E R ON A.
Enter Julia and: Lucetta. Jul. Ow Lucetta; gentle girl, aſſiſt me, And even in kind love I do conjure thee, Who att the table wherein all my thoughts
Are viſibly character d and engrav'd,
To leſſon me, and tell me ſome good mean, How with my honour I may undertake A journey to my loving Protheus. Luc. Alas, the way. is wearifome and long. Jul. A true devoted pilgrim is not weary To meaſure Kingdoms with his feeble ſteps; Much leſs ſhall ſne, that hath love's wings to fly; And when the flight is made to one ſo dear,
Of ach divine perfection as Sir Protheus.
Luc. Better forbear till Protheus make return,
4 Jul.
34 The Two Gentlemen of V erona.
Jul. Oh, know'lt thou not his looks ar my foul's ? £ Pity the dearth that I have 2 in, By longing for that food ſo long a time. Didſt thou but know the inly =; of love, Thou would'ſt as ſoon go kindle fire with ſnow, As ſeek to quench the fre of love with words. Luc. I do not ſeek to quench your love's hot fire, But qualifie the fire's extreameſt rage, Leſt i it ſnould burn above the bounds of reſon. Jul. — more thou damm'ſt it up, the more it urns: © The current that with genie murmur glides, - Thou know'ſt, being ſtopp'd, . 554 doth rage; * But when his faircomle i is not hindered, He makes ſweet muſick with th' enameled ſtones, * Giving a gentle kiſs to every ſedge * He overtaketh in his pilgrimage: * And ſo by many winding nooks he ſtrays, With willing ſport, to the wild ocean. Then let me go, and hinder not my courſe; II be as patient as a gentle ſtream, And make a paſtime of each weary ſtep, Till the Eſt ſtep have brought me to my love; And there Il] reſt, as, after much turmoil, A bleſſed ſoul doth in Elix ium. Luc. But in what habit will you go along? Jul. Not like a woman; for 1 would prevent The looſe encounters of kEivious men: | Gentle Lucetta, fit me with ſuch weeds As may beſcem ſome well reputed page. Luc. Why then your ladyſnip muſt cut your hair. Jul. No, girl; I'll knit it up in ſilken ſtrings, With twenty odd - eonceited true- love knots: To be fantaſticx may become a youth _ Of greater time than I ſhall ſhew- to be. Luc. What faſhion,” Madam, ſhall 1 make your breeches? | Jul. That fits as well, as tell me, good my lord.
What compaſs will you wear your farthingale? 1 Way,
The Two Gentlemen of Verona. 35
Why, even what faſhion thou beſt like'ſt, Lucetta. Luc. You muſt needs have them with a cod-piece» Madam. Jul. Out, out, Lucetta, that will be ill-fayour'd. Luc. A round hoſe, Madam, now's not worth a pin, Unleſs you have a cod-piece to ſtick pins on. | ul. Lucetta, as thou lov'ſt me, let me have What thou think'ſt meet, and is moſt mannerly: But tell me, wench, how will the world repute me For undertaking ſo unſtaid a journey? I fear me it will make me ſcandaliz'd. Luc. If you think ſo, then ſtay at home, and go not. Jul. Nay, that I will not. | Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. If Protheus like your journey when you come, No matter who's. diſpleas'd when you are gone: I fear me he will ſcarce be pleas d with all. Jul. That is the leaſt, Lucetta, of my fear: A thouſand oaths, an ocean of his tears, And inſtances as infinite of love, Warrant me welcome to my Protheus. Luc. All theſe are ſervants to deceitful men. Jul. Baſe men that uſe them to ſo baſe effect: But truer ſtars did govern Protheus birth; His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles, His love ſincere, his thoughts immaculate, His tears pure meſſengers Fac from his heart, His heart as far from fraud as Neav'n from earth. Tuc. Pray heav'n he prove ſo when you come to him. Jul. Now as thou lov'ſt me, do him not that wrong, To bear a hard opinion of his truth ; Only deſerve my love by loving him, And preſently go with me to my chamber, To take a note of what I ſtand in need of, To furniſh me upon my longing journey: All that is mine I leave at thy diſpoſe, My goods, my lands, my reputation, Only in lieu thereof diſpatch me hence, Come, anſwer not; but to it preſently : | Lam impatient of my tarriance. Exe. | B 6. ACT
36 The Two Gentlemen of Verona,
7 CON Wy - (/ N A” CS SIO 3 (dg J 8 1 t
ACT II. SCENE I. SCENE changes to Milan.
Enter Duke, Thurio and Protheus.
Duo kk.
IR Thwrio, give us leave, I pray, a while; We have ſome fecrets to confer about. | [Exit Thurio. Now tell me, Protheus, what's your will with me? | Pro. My gracious lord, that which J would diſcover The law of friendſhip bids mewto conceal; But when call to mind your __ favours Done to me, undeſerving as Lam, My duty pricks me on to utter that, Which elſe no worldly good ſhould draw from me. Know, worthy Prince, Sir Valentine my friend | This night intends to fteal away your daughter : My felf am one made privy to the plot. I know you have determin'd to beſtow her On Thurio whom your gentle daughter hates: And ſhould ſhe thus be ftolPn' away from you, It would be much vexation to your age. Thus, for my duty's fake, I rather choſe To croſs my friend in his intended drift, Than by concealing it heap on your head - | A pack of ſorrows, which would preſs you down, If unprevented, to your timeleſs grave. Duke. Protheus, I thank thee for thine honeſt care j
Which to requite, command me while I live.
This love of theirs my ſelf have often ſeen,
Haply
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The Two Gentlemen of Verona. 37
Haply when they have judg'd me faſt aſleep ; And oftentimes have purpos'd to forbid Sir Valentine her company, and my court : But fearing leſt my jealous aim might err, And fo unworthily diſgrace the man, (A raſbneſs that I ever yet have ſhun'd;) I gave him gentle looks, thereby to find That which thy ſelf hath now diſclos d to me. And that thou may'ſt perceive my fear of this, Knowing that tender youth is ſoon ſuggeſted, I nightly lodge her in an upper tower, | The key whereof my ſelf hath ever kept; And thence ſhe cannot be convey'd away.
Pro. Know, noble Lord, they have devis'd a mean How he her chamber-window will aſcend, And with a corded ladder fetch her down; For which tht youthful lover now is gone, And this way comes he with it preſently : Where, if it pleaſe you, you may intercept him. But, good my lord, do it fo cunningly, That my diſcov'ry be not aimed at ; For love of you, not hate unto my friend, Hath made me publiſher of this pretence.
Duke. Upon mine honour, he ſhall never know That TI had any light from the of this.
Pro. Adieu, my lord: Sir Valentine is coming.
| [ Ex. Pro.
SCENE IL Enter Valentine.
Duke. Sir valentine, whither away ſo faſt ? Val. Pleaſe it your Grace, there is a meſſenger That ſtays to bear my letters to my friends, And I am going todeliver them. Duke. Be they of much import? Fal. The tenor of them doth but ſignifie My health, and happy being at your court. Duke. Nay then no matter; ſtay with me a while; ;
38 The Two Gentlemen of Verona, I am to break with thee of ſome affairs
That touch me near; wherein thou muſt be ſecret. - *Tis not unknown to thee, that I have ſought To match my friend, Sir Thurio, to my daughter.
Val. I know it well, my lord, and ſure the match Were rich and honourable; beſides, the gentleman Is full of virtue, bounty, worth and qualities, Beſceming ſuch a wife as your fair daughter.
Cannot your Grace win her. to fancy him ?
Dake, No, truſt me, ſhe is peeviſh, ſullen, froward, Proud, diſobedient, ſtubborn, lacking duty; Neither regarding that ſhe is my child,
Nor fearing me as if I were her father:
And may I ſay to thee, this pride of hers,
Upon advice, hath drawn my love from her ; And where I thought the remnant of mine age Should have been cheriſh'd by her child-like duty; I now am full refoly'd to take a wife,
And turn her out to who will take her in:
Then let her beauty be her wedding-dowre;
For me and my poſſeſſions ſhe eſteems not.
- Val. What would your Grace have me to do in this ?
Dake. There is a lady * Sir, i in Milan here, Whom I affect; but ſhe is nice and coy,
And nought eſteems my aged cloquence :
Now therefore would ] have thee to my tutor; (For long agone I have forgot to court; Beſides, the faſhion of the time is chang'd,) How and which way I may beſtow my ſelf, To be regarded in her ſun- bright eye.
Val. Win her with gifts, if- ſhe reſpects not words; Dumb jewels often in their ſilent kind,
More than quick words, do move a woman's mind. Duke. But I ſcorn a preſent that I ſent her, 1
* Sir in Milan here. It ought to be thus, inſtead of —in Fre- na here For the Scene a I is in Milan, as is clear from. Several paſſages in the firſt Aft, and in the beginning of the firfl Scene of the fourth Aft. A like miſtake has crept into the eighth Scene of Act II. where Speed bids bis fellow-ſtrvant Lune, wel-
come to Padua,
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Val. we woman ſometimes ſcorns what beſt contents 5 Send her another; never give her o'er ; For ſcorn at firſt makes after- love the more. If ſhe do frown, tis not in hate of you, But rather to beget more love in you: If ſhe do chide, tis not to have you gone; For why, the fools are mad if left alone. Take no repulſe, whatever ſhe doth ſay; For, get you gone, ſhe doth not mean away: Flatter, and praiſe, commend, extol their graces; Tho? ne'er ſo black, ſay they have angels faces. That man that hath a tongue, I ſay, is no man, If with his tongue he cannot win a woman. Dake. But ſhe I mean, is promis'd by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth, And kept ſeverely from reſort of men, That no man hath acceſs by day to her. Val. Why then I would reſort to her by night. Duke. Ay, but the doors be lockt, and keys kept fafe, That no man hath recourſe to her by night. Val. What lets but one may enter at her window ? Duke. Her chamber is aloft far from the ground, And built ſo ſhelving, that one cannot climb it Without apparent hazard of his life. Val. Why then a ladder quaintly made of cords, To caſt up, with a pair of anchoring hooks, Would ſerve to ſcale another Hera tower, So bold Leander would adventure it. | Dake. Now as thou art a gentleman of blood, Adviſe me where I may have ſuch a ladder. Val. When would you uſe it? pray, Sir, tell me that, Duke. This very night; for love is like a child, That longs for ev'ry thing that he can come by. Val. By ſeven a clock I'll get you ſuch a ladder. Due. But hark thee: I will go to her alone; How ſhall I belt convey the ladder thither ? Val. It will be light, my lord, that you may bear it Under a cloak that is of any length. Duke. A cloak as long as thine will ſerve the * | V
40 The Two Gentlemen of Verona.
Pal. Ay, my good lord.
Duke. Then let me ſee thy cloak;
Tl get me one of ſuch another . | Val. Why any cloak will ſerve the turn, my lord. Duke. How ſball I faſhion me to wear a cloak?
I pray thee let me feel thy cloak upon me.
What letter is this ſame? what's here? To Silvia?
And here an engine fit for my proceeding ?
II be ſo bold to break the ſeal for once. [Duke Reads.
My thoughts do harbour with my Silvia nightly, And ſlaves they are to me that ſend them flying: Oh, could their maſter come and go as lightly, Himſelf would lodge where ſenſeleſs they are lying : My herald thoughts in thy pure boſom reſt them, While I, their King, that thither them importune, Do curſe: the grace that with ſuch grace hath bleſt them, Becauſe my ſelf do want my ſervants fortune : J curſe my ſelf, for they are ſent by me, That they ſhould harbour where their lord would bs.
What's here? Silvia, this night will I infranchiſe thee :
"Tis ſo; and here's the ladder for the purpoſe.
Why Phaiton, for thou art Merop's ſon,
Wilt thou aſpire to guide the heav'nly car,
And with thy daring folly burn the world ?
Wilt thou reach ſtars, becauſe they ſhine on thee 7 -
Go, baſe intruder! over-weening ſlave! |
Beſtow thy fawning ſmiles on equal mates.
And think my patience, more than thy deſert,
Is privilege for thy departure hence: —
Thank me for this, more than for all the favours
Which, all too much, I have beſtow'd on thee.
But if thou linger in my territories, |
Longer than ſwifteſt expedition
Will give thee time to leave our royal court,
By heay'n, my wrath ſhall far exceed the love
T ever bore my daughter or thy ſelf: .
Be gone, I will not hear thy vain excuſe, .
But as thou lov'ſt thy life, make ſpeed from hence: [Ex# SCENE
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Val. And why not death, rather than living torment? * To die, is to be baniſh'd from my ſelf, * And Silvia is my ſelf; baniſh'd from her s ſelf from ſelf: a deadly baniſhment ! What light is light, if Silvia be not ſeen? What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by? * Unleſs it be to think that ſhe is by, And feed upon the ſhadow of perfection. * Except I be by Silvia in the night, There is no muſick in the nightingale : * Unleſs I look on Silvia in the day, There