Pro. Come with a thought ; Ariel, come. I thank you : Profpero comes forward from the Cell; enter Ariel to him. Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; what's thy pleasure? Pro. Spirit, We must prepare to meet with Caliban. Ari. Ay, my commander; when I prefented Ceres, I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd, Left I might anger thee. Pro. Say again, where didft thou leave these varlets? Ari. I told you, Sir, they were red hot with drinking; So full of valour, that they fmote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake Pro. This was well done, my bird; Thy shape invifible retain thou ftill; 2 The trumpery in my houfe, go bring it hither, For ftale to catch thefe thieves. I Ari. I go, go. Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature Nurture can never ftick; on whom my pains, 2 The trumpery in my boufe, go bring it hither [Exit. For fale to catch thefe Thieves-] If it be asked what neceffity there was for this apparatus, I anfwer that it was the fuperftitious fancy of the people, in our Author's time, that Witches, Conjurors, &e. had no power over those against whom they would employ their Charms, till they had got them at this advantage, committing fome fin or other, as here of theft. Humanely Humanely taken, all, all loft, quite loft; [Profpero remains invifible. SCENE V. Enter Ariel loaden with glistering apparel, &c. Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all wet. Cal. Pray you, tread foftly, that the blind mole may not Hear a foot fall; we now are near his cell. Ste. Monster, your Fairy, which you fay is a harmless Fairy, has done little better than plaid the Jack with us. Trin. Monster, I do fmell all horfe-piss, at which my nofe is in great indignation. Ste. So is mine: do you hear, monfter? if I fhould take a displeasure against you; look you Trin. Thou wer't but a loft monster. Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour ftill: Be patient, for the prize, I'll bring thee to, Shall hood-wink this mifchance; therefore, fpeak foftly: All's hufht as midnight yet. Trin. "Ay, but to lofe our bottles in the pool,Ste. "There is not only difgrace and dishonour in that, monfter, but an infinite lofs. Trin. "That's more to me than my wetting: yet "this is your harmless Fairy, monster. Ste. "I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er 66 ears for my labour." Cal. Pr'ythee, my King, be quiet: feeft thou here, This is the mouth o' th' cell; no noife, and enter; Do that good mischief, which may make this Island Thine own for ever; and I, thy Caliban, For ay thy foot-licker. Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody thoughts. [phano! Trin. O King Stephano! O Peer! O worthy SteLook, what a wardrobe here is for thee! 3 Cal. Let it alone, thou fool, it is but trash. Trin. Oh, oh, monster; we know what belongs to a frippery ;- -O, King Stephano! Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown. Trin. Thy grace fhall have it. [mean, Cal. The dropfie drown this fool! what do you To doat thus on fuch luggage? let's along, And do the murder firft: if he awake, From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches; Make us ftrange stuff. Ste. Be you quiet, monfter. Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? now is the jerkin under the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin. Trin. Do, do; we fteal by line and level, and't like your Grace. Ste. "I thank thee for that jeft, here's a garment for't: wit fhall not go unrewarded, while I am "King of this country: fteal by line and level, is an "excellent pafs of pate; there's another garment " for't. Trin. Monster, come, put fome lime upon your fingers, and away with the reft. Cal. I will have none on't; we fhall lofe our time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or apes With foreheads villanous low. 3 Trin. O King Stephano! O Peer! O worthy Stephano ! Look, what a wardrobe here is for thee!] The Humour of these lines confifts in their being an allufion to an old celebrated Ballad, which begins thus, King Stephen was a worthy Peer and celebrates that King's parfimony with regard to his wardrobe.- -There are two Stanzas of this ballad in Othello. - Ste. Ste. "Monster, lay to your fingers; help to bear this away, where my hogfhead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom; 'go to, carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Ay, and this. A noife of hunters heard. Enter divers fpirits in fhape of bounds, hunting them about; Profpero and Ariel Jetting them on. Calib. Steph. and Trinc, driven out, roaring. Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey. Ari. Silver; there it goes, Silver. Pro. Fury, Fury; there, Tyrant, there; hark, hark; Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulfions; fhorten up their finews With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make them, Than pard, or cat o' mountain. Ari. Hark, they roar. Pro. Let them be hunted foundly. At this hour Lye at my mercy all mine enemies: Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I. *** Before the Cell. Enter Profpero in his magick Robes, and Ariel. 4 PROSPER O. OW does my project gather to a head; Time Goes Goes upright with his Carriage-] The thought is pretty. Goes upright with his carriage: how's the day? Pro. I did fay so, When first I rais'd the tempeft; fay, my fpirit, Ari. Confin'd In the fame fashion as you gave in charge; That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Do'st thou think fo, fpirit? Ari. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling One of their kind, that relifh all as sharply, In virtue than in vengeance; they being penitent, Not a frown further; go, release them, Ariel; -Time is ufually reprefented as an old man almoft worn out, and bending under his load. He is here painted as in great vigour, and walking upright, to denote that things went profperoully on. My |