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Begins to swell; and the approaching tide | Pro. As great to me, as late; and, portable
To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker
Alon. A daughter ?
(Erit Ariel | heavens ! that they were living both in Naples, I will dis-case me, and myself present,
The king and queen there! that they were, I wish As I was sometime Milan :-quickly, spirit; Myself were mudded in that oozy bed
[ter? Thou shalt ere long be free.
Where my son lies. When did you lose your daugh
Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these locus Ariel re-enters, singing, and helps to attire Prospero. At this encounter do so much admire, Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I ;
That they devour their reason; and scarce think In a conslip's bell I lie :
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words There I conich, when onls do cry.
Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have On the bat's back I do fly,
Been justled from your senses, know for certain, After summer, merrily :
That I am Prospero, and that very duke strangely Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Which was thrust forth of Milan ; who most Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel : I shall miss To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; (landed, thee ;
For 'tis a chronicle of day by day, But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, 50.
Not a relation for a breakfast, nor To the king's ship, invisible as thou art :
Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
This cell's my court: here have I few attendants, Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain, And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in. Being awake, enforce them to this place :
My dukedom since you have given me again, And presently, I prythee.
I will requite you with as good a thing; Ari. I drink the air before me, and return
At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye, Or e'er your pulse twice beat.
[Erit Ariel. As much as me my dukedom, Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze-1 The entrance of the cell opens, and discovers Ferdiment
nand and Miranda playing at chess Inhabits here : Some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country!
Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false. Pro. Behold, sir king,
Fer. No, my dearest love, The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero :
I would not for the world. For more assurance that a living prince
Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; And I would call it fair play.
(wrangle, And to thee, and thy company, I bid
Alon. If this prove A hearty welcome.
A vision of the island, one dear son Alon. Whe'r thou beest he, or no,
Shall I twice lose. Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,
1 Seb. A most high miracle ! As late I have been, I not know : thy pulse
Fer. Though the seas threaten they are merciful: Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, I have curs'd them without cause. The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
(Ferd. kneels to Alon. I fear, a madness held me: this must crave
Alon. Now all the blessings (An if this be at all,) a most strange story.
Of a glad father compass thee about!
pero | How many goodly creatures are there here! Pro. First, noble friend,
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot That has such people in't! Be measur'd, or confin'd.
Pro. "Tis new to thee.
fat play? Gon. Whether this be,
Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast Or be not, I'll not swear.
Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours: Pro. You do yet taste
Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
[Aside to Seb. and Ant. I chose her, when I could not ask my father I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you,
For his advice; nor thought I had one: she And justify you traitors; at this time
Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan, l'll tell no tales.
Of whom so often I have heard renown, Seb. The devil speaks in him.
[ Aside. But never saw before ; of whom I have Pro. No:
Receiv'd a second life, and second father
Alon. I am hers:
Must ask my child forgiveness !
Pro. There, sir, stop; Alon. If thou beest Prospero,
Let us not burden our remembrances Give us particulars of thy preservation :
With a heaviness that's gone. How thou hast met us here, who three hours since 1 Gon. I have inly wept, Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost, Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gouls, How sharp the point of this remembrance is ! And on this couple drop a blessed crown: My dear son Ferdinand.
For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way Pro. I am woe for't, sir.
Which brought us hither ! Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience
Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo! Says it is past her cure.
Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue Pro. I rather think,
Should become kings of Naples ? O, rejoice
With gold on lasting pillars : In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis; Alon. You the like loss ?
| And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,
Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedon, And deal in her command, without her power :
These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil When no man was his own.
(For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them Alon. Give me your hands : [To Fer. and Mir. To take my life : two of these fellows you let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I That doth not wish you joy !
Acknowledge mine. Gunt. Be't so! Amen!
Ca!, I shall be pinch'd to death.
Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boats.rain
Seb. He is drunk now: where had he wine ? amuzedly following:
Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us!
should they I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ? This fellow could not drown: Now, blasphemy, How cam'st thou in this pickle ? That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw shore ?
you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones : Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the news ? | I shall not fear fly-blowing. Boats. The best news is, that we have safely Seb. Why, how now, Stephano?
Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a Our king, and company : the next our ship,
Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split,- Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Is tight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when Alm. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd We first put out to sea.
(Pointing to Calibun. Ari. Sir, all this service 2
Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, Have I done since I went. Aside.
As in his shape :-Go, sirrah, to my cell ; Pro. My tricksy spirit!
Take with you your companions; as you look Alon. These are not natural events; they To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. strengthen,
ther 21 Cal. Ay, that I will ; and I'll be wise hereafter. From strange to stranger :- Say, how came you hi. And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass
Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And worship this dull fool? And (how, we know not,) all clapp'd under hatches, Pro. Go to; away! Where, but even now, with strange and several Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you noises
found it. Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, Seb. Or stole it, rather And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
(Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty :
Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
To my poor cell : where you shall take your rest Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master For this one night; which (part of it,) l'll waste Capering to eye her: On a trice, so please you, With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it Even in a dream, were we divided from them, Go quick away: the story of my life, And were brought moping hither.
And the particular accidents, gone by, dri. Was't well done ?
Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou Aside. I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples shalt be free.
Where I have hope to see the nuptial
Every third thought shall be my grave.
Alon. I long Pro. Sir, my liege,
To hear the story of your life, which must
Take the ear strangely.
Aside. Be free, and fare thou well- Aside.] Please you Set Caliban and his companions free:
| Ereunt. Untie the spell. Erit Ariel.] How fares my gracious sir ?
EPILOGUE.-Spoken by Prospero.
Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's my owe;
Which is most fuint : low 'tis true,
I must be here confined by yon,
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell T'rin. If these be true spies which I wear in my In this bare island, by your spell; head, here's a goodly sight.
But release me from my bands, Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed!
With the help of your good hands. How fine my master is! I am afraid
Gentle breath of yours my sails He will chastise me.
Must fill, or else my project fails, Seb. Ha, ha;
Which was to please: Now I want What things are these, my lord Antonio'
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; Will money buy them?
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be reliev'd by prayer;
Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself, and frees all fanlts.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your iudulgence set me free.
TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.
Gentlemen of Verona
PERSONS REPRESENTED. Duke of Milan, father to Silvia.
| Host, where Julia lodges in Milan.
Julia, a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus.
Silvia, the duke's daughter, beloved by Valentine. Eglamour, agent for Silvia, in her escape. |Lucetta, waiting-woman to Julia. Speed, a clownish servant to Valentine. Launce, servant to Proteus.
Servants, musicians. Panthino, servant to Antonio.
SCENE,—Sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of Mantua.
Once more adieu : my father at the road
Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd.
Pro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine.
Val. Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our leave. Enter Valentine and Proteus.
At Milan, let me hear from thee by letters,
Of thy success in love, and what news else Val. CEASE to persuade, my loving Proteus; Betideth here in absence of thy friend; Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits! And I likewise will visit thee with mine. Wer't not, affection chains thy tender days
Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan! To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love,
Val. As much to you at home! and so, farewell. I rather would entreat thy company,
(E.rit Valentine. To see the wonders of the world abroad,
Pro. He after honour hunts, I after love : Than living dully sluggardiz'd at home,
He leaves his friends to dignify them more; Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.
I leave myself, my friends, and all for love. But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein, Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphos'd me; Even as I would, when I to love begin.
Made me neglect my studies, lose my time, Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu! War with good counsel, set the world at nought, Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel:
thought. Wish me partaker in thy happiness,
. Enter Speed. When thou dost meet good hap: and, in thy danger, If ever danger do environ thee,
Speed. Sir Proteus, save you : Saw you my master! Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers,
Pro. But now he parted hence, to embark for For I will be thy bead's-man, Valentine.
Milan. Val. And on a love-book pray for my success. Speed. Twenty to one then he is shipp'd already ; Pro. Upon some book I love, I'll pray for thee. And I have play'd the sheep, in losing him.
Val. That's on some shallow story of deep love, Pro. Indeed a sheep doth very often stray, How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont.
An if the shepherd be awhile away. Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love;
Speed. You conclude that my master is a shepFor he was more than over shoes in love.
herd then, and I a sheep ? Val. "Tis true; for you are over boots in love, Pro. I do. And yet you never swam the Hellespont.
Speed. Why then my horns are his horns, whe. Pro. Over the boots ? nay, give me not the boots.
ther I wake or sleep. Val. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not.
Pro. A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep. Pro.
What? Speed. This proves me still a sheep. Val.
To be Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd. In love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy Speed. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance. looks,
Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by another. With heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth, Speed. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not the With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights: sheep the shepherd; but I seek my master, and my If haply won, perhaps, a hapless gain;
master seeks not me: therefore, I am no sheep. If lost, why then a grievous labour won;
Pro. The sheep for fodder follow the shepherd, However, but a folly bought with wit,
the shepherd for food follows not the sheep; thou Or else a wit by folly vanquished.
for wages followest thy master, thy master for wages Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me fool. follows not thee: therefore, thou art a sheep. Val. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'll prove. Speed. Such another proof will make me cry baa. Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at; I am not love.
Pro. But d'ost thou hear ? gav'st thou my letter Val. Love is your master, for he masters you: to Julia ? And he that is so yoked by a fool,
Speed. Ay, sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your letter Methinks should not be chronicled for wise. to her, a laced mutton ; and she, a laced mutton,
Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud gave me, a lost mutton, nothing for my labour! The eating canker dwells, so eating love
Pro. Here's too small a pasture for such a store of Inhabits in the finest wits of all.
muttons. Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud Speed. If the ground be overcharged, you were Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
best stick her. Even so by love the young and tender wit
Pro. Nay, in that you are astray; 'twere best Is turn'd to folly ; blasting in the bud,
pound you. Losing his verdure even in the prime,
Speed. Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve me And all the fair effects of future hopes.
for carrying your letter. But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,
Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a pinfold. That art a votary to fond desire ?
Speed. From a pound to a pin? fold it over and over
"Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your Jul. They do not love, that do not show their love. Pro. But what said she ? did she nod? slover. Luc. 0, they love least, that let men know their (Speed nods. Jul. I would, I knew his mind.
[love. Speed. I.
Peruse this paper, madam. Pro. Nod, I; why, that's noddy.
Jul. To Julia, Say, from whom? Speed. You mistook, sir; I say, she did nod: and Luc.
That the contents will shew. you ask me, if she did nod; and I say, I.
Jul. Say, say; who gave it thee? Pro. And that set together, is-noddy.
Luc. Sir Valentine's page; and sent, I think, Speed. Now you have taken the pains to
from Proteus : together, take it for your pains.
He would have given it you, but I, being in the way, Pro. No, no, you shall have it for bearing the Did in your name receive it; pardon the fault, I pray. letter.
Jul. Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker! Speed. Well, I perceive, I must be fain to bear Dare you presume to harbour wanton lines? with you.
To whisper and conspire against my youth? Pro. Why, sir, how do you bear with me? Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth,
Speed. Marry, sir, the letter very orderly; having And you an officer fit for the place. nothing but the word, noddy, for my pains.
There, take the paper, see it be return'd; Pro. Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. Or else return no more into my sight. Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse. Luc. To plead for love deserves more fee than hate.
Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief: Jul. Will you be gone? What said she?
That you may ruminate. [Erit. Speed. Open your purse, that the money, and the Jul. And yet, I would, I had o'erlook'd the letter. matter, may be both at once delivered.
It were a shame to call her back again, Pro. Well, sir, here is for your pains : What And pray her to a fault for which I chid her. said she?
What fool is she, that knows I am a maid, Speed. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win her. And would not force the letter to my view ?
Pro. Why? Could'st thou perceive so much from Since maids, in modesty, say No, to that her ?
| Which they would have the profferer construe, dy. Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from Fie, fie ! how wayward is this foolish love, her; no, not so much as a ducat for delivering your That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, letter: And being so hard to me that brought your And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod! mind, I fear, she'll prove as hard to you in telling How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence, her mind. Give her no token but stones; for she's When willingly I would have had her here! as hard as steel.
How angrily I taught my brow to frown, Pro. What, said she nothing?
When inward joy enforc'd my heart to smile! Speed. No, not so much as-take this for thy pains. My penance is, to call Lucetta back, To testify your bounty, I thank you, you have And ask remission for my folly past :testern'd me; in requital whereof, henceforth carry What ho! Lucetta ? your letters yourself: and so, sir, I'll commend you
Re-enter Lucetta. to my master. Pro. Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wreck; Luc.
What would your ladyship? Which cannot perish, having thee aboard,
Jul. Is it near dinner time? Being destined to a drier death on shore :
I would it were : I must go send some better messenger ;
That you might kill your stomach on your meat, X fear, my Julia would not deign my lines,
And not upon your maid. Receiving them from such a worthless post.
What is't you took up (Exeunt. So gingerly?
Luc. Nothing SCENE II.-The same. Garden of Julia's house. Jul.
Why did'st thou stoop then? Enter Julia and Lucetta.
Luc. To take a paper up that I let fall.
Jul. And is that paper nothing ? Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone,
Nothing concerning me. Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love? Jul. Then let it lie for those that it concerns.
Luc. Ay,madam ; so you stumble not unheedfully. Luc. Madam, it will not lie where it concerns, Jul. Of all the fair resort of gentlemen,
Unless it have a false interpreter. That every day with parle encounter me,
Jul. Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme. In thy opinion, which is worthiest love?
Luc. That I might sing it, madam, to a tune : Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll shew my Give me a note: your ladyship can set. Acoording to my shallow simple skill. [mind Jul. As little by such toys as may be possible :
Jul. What think'st thou of the fair sir Eglamour ? Best sing it to the tune of Light o' love. Luc. As of a knight well-spoken, neat and fine; Luc. It is too heavy for so light a tune. But, were I you, he never should be mine.
Jul. Heavy ? belike, it hath some burden then. Jul. What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio ? Luc. Ay; and melodious were it, would you Luc. Well, of his wealth ; but of himself, so, so. 1 Jul. And why not you ?
(sing it. Jul. What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus ?
I cannot reach so high. Luc. Lord, lord ! to see what folly reigns in us! Jul. Let's see your song ;-How now, minion? Jul. How now! what means this passion at his Luc. Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out: name?
And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune.
Luc. No, madam ; it is too sharp.
Jul. You, minion, are too saucy. Jul. Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest ?
Luc. Nay, now you are too fiat, Luc. Then thus, -of many good I think him And mar the concord with too harsh a descant: Jul. Your reason ?
fbest. There wanteth but a mean to fill your song. Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason;
Jul. The mean is drown'd with your unruly base. I think him so, because I think him so. [him? Luc. Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus.
Jul. And would'st thou have me cast my love on Jul. This babble shall not benceforth trouble me.
To be so anger'd with another letter. (Erit. Even with the speediest execution
Jul. Nay, would I were so anger'd with the same! I will despatch him to the emperor's court.
Pan, Tomorrow,may it please you, Ion Alphonso,
And to commend their service to his will. And, here is writ-kind Julia : unkind Julia !
Ant. Good company; with them shall Proteus go : As in revenge of thy ingratitude,
And in good time,-now will we break with him. I throw thy name against the bruising stones,
Pro. Sweet love ! sweet lines ! sweet life!
Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Shall lodge thee, till thy wound be throughly heal'd; Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn: And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.
O, that our fathers would applaud our loves, But twice, or thrice, was Proteus written down: To seal our happiness with their consents! Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away,
O heavenly Julia ! Till I have found each letter in the letter,
Ant. How now? what letter are you reading there? Except mine own name; that some whirlwind bear Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word or two Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock,
Of commendation sent from Valentine, And throw it thence into the raging sea !
Deliver'd by a friend that came from him. Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ,
Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what news. Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus,
Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he writes To the sweet Julia : that I'll tear away;
How happily be lives, how well-belov'd, And yet I will not, sith so prettily
And daily graced by the emperor; lle couples it to his complaining names ;
Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. Thus will I fold them one upon another;
Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will. Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will,
And not depending on his friendly wish.
Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish :
here? For what I will, I will, and there an end. Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time Jul. If you respect them, best to take them up. With Valentinus in the emperor's court;
Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down : What maintenance he from his friends receives,
Jul. I see you have a month's mind to them. To-morrow be in readiness to go:
Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided ; Jul. Come, come, wilt please you go? [Exeunt. Please you, deliberate a day or two.
Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent after
Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd
To hasten on his expedition.
[Ereunt Ant. and Pan. Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that, Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire, for fear of Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?
burning; Pan. 'Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son. And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd: Ant. Why, what of him?
I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter, He wonder'd, that your lordship Lest he should take exceptions to my love ; Would suffer him to spend his youth at home; And with the vantage of mine own excuse While other men, of slender reputation,
Hath he excepted most against my love. Put forth their sons to seek preferment out:
0, how this spring of love resembleth Somne, to the wars, to try their fortune there;
The uncertain glory of an April day; Some, to discover islands far away;
Which now shews all the beauty of the sun, Some, to the studious universities.
And by and by a cloud takes all away! For any, or for all these exercises, he said, that Proteus, your son, was meet:
Re-enter Panthino. And did request me, to importune you,
Pan. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you; To let him spend his time no more at home, He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go. Which would be great impeachment to his age, Pro. Why, this it is! my heart accords thereto; In having known no travel in his youth.
And yet a thousand times it answers, no. [Exeunt. Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to that Whereon this month I have been hammering. I have consider'd well his loss of time;
АСТ II. And how he cannot be a perfect man, ot being try'd, and tutor'd in the world :
SCENE I. Milan. An Apartment in the Duke's Experience is by industry atchiev'd,
Palace. And perfected by the swift course of time:
Enter Valentine and Speed. Then, tell me, whither were I best co send him?
Pan, I think, your lordship is not ignorant, Speed. Sir, your glove. How his companion, youthful Valentine,
Val. Not mine; my gloves are on. [but one. Attends the emperor in his royal court.
Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is Ant. I know it well.
Val, Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's mine :Pan. 'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine ! thither :
Ah Silvia ! Silvia!
Speed. She is not within hearing, sir.
Val. Why, sir, who bade you call her ? Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advis'd: Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. And, that thou may'st perceive how well I like it, Val. Well, you'll still be too forward. (slow. The execution of it shall make known;
Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too