Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find, Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Although my last: no matter, since I feel Thunder and lightning.-Enter ARIEL, like a harpy; claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, 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 most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown 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 bemock'd-at stabs Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow ministers Your swords are now too massy for your strengths, Can be at once,) shall step by step attend [from .Down. + Pure, blameless. He vanishes in thunder: then to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes, and carry out the table. Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life, work, And these, mine enemies, are all knit up In their distractions; they now are in my power; [Exit Prospero from above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, Sir, why stand you In this strange stare? Alon. O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; Seb. But one fiend at a time, I'll fight their legions o'er. Ant. I'll be thy second. [Exit. [Exeunt Seb. and Ant. Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, May now provoke them to. Adri. Follow, I pray you. ACT IV. [Exeunt. SCENE I-Before PROSPERO's Cell. Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA. Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you, Your compensation makes amends; for I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Alienation of mind. Or that for which I live; whom once again Has strangely stood the test; here, afore Heaven, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise, Fer. I do believe it, Against an oracle. Pro. Then as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchased, 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 aspersion shall the heavens let fall Fer. As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den, Mine honour into lust; to take away The edge of that day's celebration, When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd; Or night kept chain'd below. Pro. Fairly spoke; Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.- Enter ARIEL. Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service Did worthily perform; and I must use you 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 mowe; Do you love me, master? no. Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: do not approach Till thou dost hear me call. Ari. Well I conceive. [Exit. Pro. 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! Fer. I warrant you, Sir; The white-cold virgin snow upon my heart Pro. Well. Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary, Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly- A Masque.-Enter IRIS. [Soft music. Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep; Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims, Which spongy April at thy hest+ betrims, To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom groves, Whose shadow the dismiss'd bachelor loves, Bids thee leave these ; and with her sovereign grace, Enter CERES. Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter; Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers * Surplus. et Command. Woody. Rich scarf to my proud earth; Why hath thy queen On the bless'd lovers. Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow, If Venus, or her son, as thou dost 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 company I have forsworn. Iris. Of her society Be not afraid I met her deity Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her son Dove drawn with her: here thought they to have done Some wanton charm upon this man and maid, Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows, rows, And be a boy right out. Cer. Highest queen of state, Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait. Enter JUNO. Jun. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be, And honour'd in their issue. SONG. Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, Cer. Earth's increase, and foison + plenty; Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing; Scarcity and want, shall shun you; Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and |