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Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them ?
Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.

Seb. Why
Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not
Myself dispos’d to sleep.

Ant. Nor I; my spirits are nimble.
They fell together all, as by consent ;
They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might,
Worthy Sebastian 1-0, what might ?- No more :-
And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face,
What thou should'st be : the occasion speaks thee;

My strong imagination sees a crown
Dropping upon thy head.

Seb. What, art thou waking ?
Ant. Do you not hear me speak?

" Seb. I do; and, surely, “ It is a sleepy language ; and thou speak'st 230 “ Out.of thy sleep: What is it thou didst say? " This is a strange repose, to be asleep “ With eyes wide open ; standing, speaking, moving; “ And yet so fast asleep."

Ant. Noble Sebastian, Thou let'st thy fortune sleep, “ die rather ; wink'st • Whiles thou art waking.

Seb. Thou dost snore distinctly; “ There's meaning in thy snores.

Ant. I am more serious than my custom : you Must be so too, if heed me; which to do, 241 * Trebles thee o'er.



Seb. Well; I am standing water. “ Ant. I'll teach you how to flow..

Seb. Do so: to ebb, “ Hereditary sloth instructs me..

Ant. 0, “ If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, “ Whilst thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, “ You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, 250 “ Most often, do so near the bottom run, “ By their own fear, or sloth.".

Seb. Pr'ythee, 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 is earth'd) hath here almost persuaded: " (For he's a spirit of persuasion, only

261 “ Professes to persuade) the king, his son's alive; “ 'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd, " As he, that sleeps here, swims,

Seb. I have no hope " That he's undrown'd.

Ant, 0, 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, 270 " But doubts , discovery there." Will you grant

wit me,

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That Ferdinand is drown'di

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' the moon's too slow) till new-born chins

280 « Bę rough and razorable ; she, from whom “ We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast

again ; « And, by that destiny, to perform an act, « Whereof what's past is prologue ; what to come, “ In 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 some space.” Art.“ A space, whose every cubit

291 " Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel Measure us back to Naples?-Keep in Tunis, “ And let Sebastian wake !”—Say, this were death That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no

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Than now they are: There be that can rule Naples, As well as he that sleeps ; " lords, that can prate “ As amply, and unnecessarily,

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“ As this Gonzalo; I myself could make “ A chough of as deep chat.” O, that you bore The mind that I do! what a sleep were this 301 For your advancement! Do you understand me?

Seb. Methinks, I do.

Ant. And how does your content
Tender your own good fortunę?

Seb. I remember
You did supplant your brother Prospero.

Ant. True ;
And, look, how well my garments sit upon me;
Much feater than before : My brother's servants 310
Were then my fellows, now they are my men.

Seb. But, for your conscience-
Ant. . Aye, sir ; where lies that: “ if it were a

kybe, “ 'Twould put me to my slipper ; But I feel not so This deity in my bosom :” twenty consciences, That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candy'd be they, And melt, e'er they molest, Here lies your brother, No better than the earth he lies upon, If he were that which now he's like, that's dead; Whom I with this obedient steel, three inches of it,

320 Can lay to bed for ever : whiles you, doing thus, To the perpetual wink, for ay might put This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, whą Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, "! They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk;" They'll tell the clock to any business that Diij


We say befits the hour.

Seb. Thy case, dear friend, Shall be my precedent; as thon got'st Milan, I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay’st; And I the king shall love thee.

332 Ant. Draw together : And when I rear my hand, do you the like To fall it on Gonzalo, Seb, O, but one word. [They converse apart.

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 dięs) to keep them living.

[Sings in GONZALO's. Ear.


While you here do snoring lie,
Open-ey'd conspiracy

His time doth take:
If of life you keep a care,
Skake off slumber, and beware:

Awake! awake!

Ant. Then let us both be sudden,
Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king!

[They wake. Alon. : Why, how now, ho ! awake? Why are you drawn? 3


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