The mind that I do! what a fleep were this
For your advancement! Do you understand me? Seb. Methinks, I do.
You did fupplant your brother Profpero.
Ant. True: And, look, how well my garments fit upon me; Much feater than before: My brother's fervants Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Seb. But, for your confcience-
Ant. Ay, Sir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, 'Twould put me to my flipper; But I feel not This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences, That ftand 'twixt me and Milan, candy'd be they, And melt, ere they moleft! Here lies your brother, No better than the earth he lies upon,
If he were that which now he's like; whom I, With this obedient fteel, three inches of it, Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus, To the perpetual wink for aye might put This ancient morfel, this fir Prudence, who Should not upbraid our courfe. For all the reft, They'll take fuggeftion, as a cat laps milk; They'll tell the clock to any business that We say befits the hour.
Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, I'll come by Naples. Draw thy fword: one stroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'ft; And I the king shall love thee.
And when I rear my hand, do you the like
To fall it on Gonzalo.
Mufick. Re-enter ARIEL, invifible.
Ari. My mafter through his art forefees the danger That thefe, his friends, are in; and fends me forth, (For elfe his project dies,) to keep them living.
While you here do fnoring lie, Open-ey'd confpiracy
His time doth take:
If of life you keep a care,
Shake off fumber, and beware: Awake! awake!
Ant. Then let us both be fudden.
Gon. Now, good angels, preferve the king! [They wake. Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you drawn? Wherefore this ghaftly looking?
Gon. What's the matter? Seb. Whiles we ftood here fecuring your repofe, Even now, we heard a hollow burft of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? It ftruck mine ear most terribly.
Alon. I heard nothing. Ant. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; To make an earthquake! fure, it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions.
Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo? Gon. Upon mine honour, fir, I heard a humming, And that a strange one too, which did awake me: I fhak'd you, fir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd,
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I saw their weapons drawn :-there was a noise, That's verity: 'Beft ftand upon our 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 fon.
Heavens keep him from these beafts!
For he is, fure, i' the island.
Ari. Profpero my lord fhall know what I have done :
So, king, go fafely on to feek thy fon,
Another Part of the Iland.
Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood.
A noife of thunder beard.
Cal. All the infections that the fun fucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Profper fall, and make him By inch-meal a difeafe! His fpirits hear me,
And yet I needs muft curfe. But they'll nor pinch, Fright me with urchin fhows, pitch me i' the mire, Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark Out of my way, unless he bid them; but For every trifle are they set upon me :
Sometime like apes, that moe and chatter at me, And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount Their pricks at my foot-fall; fometime am I All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues, Do hifs me into madnefs :-Lo! now! lo! D
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