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Enter PROSPERO in his magick robes, and ARIEL.
Pro. Now does my project gather to a head:
My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and tine
Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day?

Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord,
You said our work should cease.
Pro.

I did say so,
When first I rais’d the tempeft. Say, my spirit,
How fares the king and his ?
Ari.

Confin'd together
In the same fashion as you gave in charge;
Just as you left them; all prisoners, fir,
In the lime-grove which weather-fends your cell ;
They cannot budgé, till your release. The king,
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted;
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly
Him

you term’d, fir, The good old lord, Gonzalo;
His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops
From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly works them,
That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.

Do'st thou think so, fpirit ?
Ari. Mine would, fir, were I human.
Pro.

And mine shall.
Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
Of their amictions ? and shall not myself,

One

Pro.

One of their kind, that relish all as Marply,
Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ?
Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick,
Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury
Do I take part : the rarer action is
In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent,
The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown further: Go, release them, Ariel ;
My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.
Ari.

I'll fetch them, sir.

[Exit. Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye, that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that By inoon-shine do the green-sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be,) I have be-dimm'd The noon-tide fun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And ’twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas’d promontory Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine, and cedar: graves, at my command, Have wak'd their sleepers ; oped, and let them forth By my so potent art : But this rough magick I here abjure : and, when I have requir’d Some heavenly musick, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,

And

And, deeper than did ever plummet found,
I'll drown

my
book.

[Solemn mufick. Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a frantick gef

ture, attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FranCISCO: They all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and

there stand charmed; which PROSPERO observing, Speaks. A solemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Now useless, boild within thy skull! There stand, For you are spell-stopp'd. Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the Thew of thine, Fall fellowly drops.-The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.- my good Gonzalo, My true preserver, and a loyal fir To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces Home, both in word and deed. Most cruelly Didit thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter : Thy brother was a furtherer in the act; Thou'rt pinch'd for’t now, Sebastian. Flesh and blood, You brother mine, that entertain’d ambition, Expellid remorse, and nature; who, with Sebastian, (Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,) Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee, Unnatural though thou art!—Their understanding Begins to swell; and the approaching tide Will shortly fill the reasonable shores, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, That yet looks on me, or would know me ;--- Ariel,

Fetch

Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell ; [Exit Ariel.
I will dif-case me, and myself present,
As I was sometime Milan :-quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free,
Ariel re-enters, finging, and helps to attire PROSPERO.
Ari. Where the bee fucks, there fuck I;

In a cowslip's bell I lie :
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly,

After fummer, merrily:
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,

Under the blossom tbat hangs on the bough.
Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel : I shall miss thee;
But yet thou shalt have freedom : so, fo, fo.-
To the king's ship, invisible as thou art :
There shalt thou find the mariners aseep
Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain,
Being awake, enforce them to this place ;
And presently, I prythee,

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat.

[Exit ARIEL
Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement
Inhabits here ; Some heavenly power guide us
Out of this fearful country!
Pro.

Behold, sir king,
The 'wronged ke of Milan, Prospero :
For more assurance that a living prince
Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body;
And to thee, and thy company, I bid
A hearty welcome.
Alon.

Whe'r thou beest he, or no,
Or fome inchanted trifle to abuse me,
As late I have been, I not know; thy pulse

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Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee,
The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave
(An if this be at all,) a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign; and do intreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs :-But how should Prospero
Be living, and be here?
Pro.

First, noble friend,
Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot
Be measur’d, or confin'd.
Gon.

Whether this be,
Or be not, I'll not swear.
Pro.

You do yet taste
Some fubtilties o' the isle, that will not let you,
Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends all :
But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,

[ Aside to Seb. and ANT,
I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you,
And justify you traitors; at this time
I'll tell no tales.
Seb. . The devil speaks in him.

[Afide. Pro.

No:
you, most wicked fir, whom to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive
'Thy rankeft fault; all of them; and require
My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.
Alon.

If thou beest Prospero,
Give us particulars of thy preservation :
How thou hast met us here, who three hours since
Were wreck'd upon this shore ; where I have lost,
How sharp the point of this remembrance is !
My dear fon Ferdinand.

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Pro.

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