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
In such another trick; go, ^{4 note}bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place:
Incite them to quick motion, for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.

Ari.
Presently?

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 mow.
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 th' fire i'th' blood: be more abstemious,
Or else, good-night, your vow!—

Fer.
I warrant you, Sir;
The white, cold, virgin-snow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.

Pro.
Well.
Now come, my Ariel; ^{5 note}bring a corollary,
Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly—
No tongue; all eyes; be silent. [To Ferdinand. [Soft Musick.

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