Fer. I am, in my condition, The flesh-fly blow my mouth.-Hear my soul Mira. Do you love me? Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound, What best is boded me, to mischief! I, Mira. To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. I am a fool, Fair encounter Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace On that which breeds between them! Fer. Wherefore weep you? Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning, Fer. My mistress, dearest, And I thus humble ever. * Whatsoever. Mira. My husband then? As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't; And now farewell, Till half an hour hence. Fer. A thousand! thousand! A GUILTY CONSCIENCE. O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper. ACT IV. CONTINENCE BEFORE MARRIAGE. If thou dost break her virgin knot before As I hope A LOVER'S PROTESTATION. For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion, * Sprinkling Mine honour into lust; to take away When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, Or night kept chain'd below. PASSION TOO STRONG FOR Vows. Look thou be true; do not give dalliance Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw To the fire i'the blood: be more abstemious, Or else, good night, your vow! VANITY OF HUMAN NATURE. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, DRUNKARDS ENCHANTED BY ARIEL. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking; So full of valour, that they smote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground For kissing of their feet; yet always bending Towards their project: Then I beat my tabor, At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their ears, Advanc'd their eyelids, lifted up their noses, *Vanished. A body of clouds in motion; but it is most probable that the author wrote track. As they smelt music: so I charm'd their ears, Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left them LIGHTNESS OF FOOT. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not Hear a foot fall. ACT V. TEARS. His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves* of reeds. COMPASSION AND CLEMENCY SUPERIOR TO REVENGE. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, Not a frown further. *Thatch. FAIRIES AND MAGIC. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves; And ye, that on the sands, with printless foot SENSES RETURNING. The charm dissolves арасе; And as the morning steals upon the night, To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces |