Ste. He that dies pays all Debts: I defie thee. Mercy on us. Cal. Art thou afraid? Ste. No, Monster, not I. Cal. Be not afraid; the Ifle is full of Noifes, Sounds, and fweet Airs, that give Delight, and hurt not. Will hum about mine Ears; and fometimes Voices, I cry'd to dream again. Ste. This will prove a brave Kingdom to me, Ste. That fhall be by and by: I remember the Story. Trin. The Sound is going away; Let's follow it, and after do our Work. Ste. Lead, Monster; We'll follow. I would I could fee this Taborer: He lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow Stephano. SCENE III. [Exeunt. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Anthonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francifco, &c. Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, Sir, My old Bones ake: Here's a Maze trod indeed Through Forth-rights and Meanders: By your Patience, I needs muft reft me. Alon. Old Lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am my felf attach'd with Weariness Ant. Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of Hope. Seb. The next Advantage will we take throughly. For, now they are opprefs'd with Travel, they Solemn and ftrange Mufick, and Profpero on the Top invisible. Enter feveral strange Shapes, bringing in a Banquet; and dance about it with gentle Actions of Salutations, and inviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart. Seb. I fay to Night: No more. Alon. What Harmony is this? My good Friends, hark! Alon. Give us kind Keepers, Heav'ns; what are these? That there are Unicorns; that in Arabia There is one Tree, the Phoenix Throne, one Phoenix Ant. I'll believe both: And what does elfe want Credit, come to me, Gon. If in Naples I fhould report this now, would they believe me? (For certes thefe are People of the Ifland) Who tho' they are of monftrous Shape, yet note Many, nay, almost any. Pro. Honeft Lord, Thou haft faid well; for fome of you there present Are worse than Devils. Alon. I cannot too much mufe, Such Shapes, fuch Gefture, and fuch Sound, expreffing, Of excellent dumb Difcourfe. Pro. Praise in departing. Fra. Fra. They vanish'd strangely. Seb. No matter, fince They have left their Viands behind; for we have Stomachs. Wilt please you taste of what is here? Alon. Not I. Gon. Faith Sir, you need not fear. When we were Boys, Whose Heads ftood in their Breafts? which now we find Alon. I will ftand to, and feed, Although my laft; vo matter, fince I feel The beft is paft. Brother, my Lord, the Duke, Thunder and Lightning. Enter Ariel like a Harpy, claps his Wings upon the Table, and with a queint Device the Banquet vanishes. Ari. You are three Men of Sin, whom Destiny, Of whom your Swords are temper'd, may as well One Dowle that's in my Plume: My Fellow-minifters Your Swords are now too maffie for your Strength, Incens'd Incens'd the Seas and Shores, yea, all the Creatures, You and your Ways, whofe Wraths to guard you from, Upon your Heads, is nothing but Heart's-forrow, He vanishes in Thunder: Then, to foft Mufick, Enter the Shapes again, and dance with Mocks and Mowes, and carrying out the Table. Pro. Bravely the Figure of this Harpy haft thou In their Distractions: They now are in my Power; Young Ferdinand, whom they fuppofe is drown'd, Gon. I'th' Name of fomething holy, Sir, why ftand in this ftrange Stare? Alon. O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Seb. But one Fiend at a time, I'll fight their Legions o'er. Ant. I'll be thy Second, you [Exit, [Exeunt. Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great Guilt, Like Poison giv'n to work a great time after, Now 'gins to bite the Spirits. I do befeech you, And And hinder them from what this Extafie May now provoke them to. Adri. Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt omnes. A C T IV. SCENE I. Enter Profpero, Ferdinand, and Miranda. Have given you here a Third of mine own Life, I render to thy Hand: All thy Vexations For thou shalt find the will out-ftrip all Praife, Fer. I do believe it Against an Oracle, Pro. Then, as my Gift, and thine own Acquifition If thou doft break her Virgin-knot before Fer. As I hope For quiet Days, fair Iffue, and long Life, The most opportune Place, the ftrong'ft Suggestion, Our worfer Genius can, fhall never melt Mine Honour into Luft, to take away When I fall think or Phoebus Steeds are founder'd, Pro. |