Gon.
By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir;
My old bones ache ^note: here's a maze trod, indeed,
Through forth-rights ^note and meanders! By your patience,
I needs must rest me.

Alon.
Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am myself attach'd with weariness,
To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer ^note: he is drown'd
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.

Ant. [Aside to Seb.]
I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolved to effect.

Seb. [Aside to Ant.]
The next advantage
Will we take throughly.

Ant. [Aside to Seb.]
Let it be to-night;

For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance
As when they are fresh.

Seb. [Aside to Ant.]
I say, to-night: no more. [Solemn and strange music.

Alon.
What harmony is this?—My good friends, hark!

Gon.
Marvellous sweet music! Enter Prospero above ^note, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet: they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart.

Alon.
Give us kind keepers, heavens!—What were ^note these?

Seb.
A living drollery. Now I will believe
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phœnix' throne; one phœnix
At this hour reigning there.

Ant.
I'll believe both;
And what does else want credit, come to me,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true ^note: travellers ne'er did lie ^note,
Though fools at home condemn 'em.

Gon.
If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say, I saw such islanders ^note,—
For, certes, these are people of the island,—
Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,
Their manners are more gentle-kind ^note than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.

Pros. [Aside]
Honest lord,
Thou hast said well; for some of you there present
Are worse than devils.

Alon.
I cannot too much muse ^note
Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing—

Although they want the use of tongue—a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pros. [Aside]
Praise is departing.

Fran.
They vanish'd strangely.

Seb.
No matter, since
They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs.—
Will't please you taste of what is here?

Alon.
Not I.

Gon.
Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys,
Who would believe that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at 'em
Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men
Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find
Each putter-out of five for one ^note will bring us
Good warrant of.

Alon.
I will stand to, and feed,
Although my last: no matter, since I feel
The best is past ^note. Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand to, and do as we. ^noteThunder 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 ^note this lower world
And what is in't,—the never-surfeited sea
Hath caused to belch up you ^note; and on this island,
Where man doth not inhabit,—you 'mongst men
Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;
And even with such-like valour men hang and drown
Their proper selves. [Alon., Seb. &c. draw their swords ^note.
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 ^note that's in my plume ^note: my fellow-ministers
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for your strengths ^note,
And will not be uplifted. But remember,—
For that's my business to you,—that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Exposed unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Him and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incensed the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me:
Lingering perdition—worse than any death
Can be at once—shall step by step attend
You and your ways; whose wraths ^note to guard you from,—
Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads,—is nothing but heart-sorrow ^note
And a clear life ensuing. He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance, with mocks ^note and mows, and carrying out the table.

Pros.
Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated
In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life ^note
And observation strange, my meaner ministers
Their several kinds have done. My high charms work,
And these mine enemies are all knit up
In their distractions: they now ^note are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, while I visit

Young Ferdinand,—whom ^note they suppose is drown'd,—
And his and mine ^note loved darling. [Exit above ^note.

Gon.
I' the name of something holy, sir, ^note why stand you
In this strange stare?

Alon.
O, it is monstrous, monstrous!
Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it;
The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced
The name of Prosper: it did bass ^note my trespass.
Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded; and
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
And with him there lie mudded. [Exit.

Seb.
But one fiend at a time,
I'll fight their legions o'er.

Ant.
I'll be thy second. [Exeunt Seb. and Ant.

Gon.
All three of them are desperate: their great guilt,
Like poison given to work a great time after,
Now 'gins to bite the spirits. I do ^note beseech you,
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,
And hinder them from what this ecstasy
May now provoke them to.

Adr.
Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt.

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