FER. Moft fure, the goddess

On whom these airs attend!-Vouchfafe, my prayer
May know, if you remain upon this island;

And that you will fome good inftruction give,
How I may bear me here: My prime request,
Which I do laft pronounce, is, O you wonder!
If you be made, or no?

MIRA. No wonder, fir;
But, certainly a maid.

FER. My language! heavens!

I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis fpoken.

PRO. How! the beft?

What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee?
FER. A fingle thing, as I am now, that wonders
To hear thee speak of Naples: He does hear me;
And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples;
Who with mine eyes, ne'er fince at ebb, beheld
The king my father wreck'd.

MIRA. Alack, for mercy!

FER. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of Milan,

And his brave fon, being twain.

PRO. The duke of Milan,

And his more braver daughter, could control thee,

If now 'twere fit to do't:-At the first fight
They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel,

I'll fet thee free for this!-A word, good fir;

[Afide.

I fear, you have done yourself fome wrong: a word.
MIRA. Why speaks my father fo ungently? This

Is the third man that e'er I faw; the first

That e'er I figh'd for: pity move my father

To be inclin'd my way!

FER. O, if a virgin,

And

your affection not gone forth, I'll make you The queen of Naples.

PRO. Soft, fir; one word more.

They are both in either's powers; but this swift business

I must uneafy make, left too light winning

[Afide.

Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge thee, That thou attend me: thou dost here ufurp

The name thou ow'ft not; and haft put thyfelf

Upon this island, as a spy, to win it

From me, the lord on't.

FER. No, as I am a man.

MIRA. There's nothing ill can dwell in fuch a temple: If the ill spirit have fo fair an house,

Good things will ftrive to dwell with't.

PRO. Follow me.

[To FERD.

Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come.
I'll manacle thy neck and feet together:

Sea-water fhalt thou drink, thy food shall be

The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks
Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow.

FER. No;

I will refift fuch entertainment, till

Mine enemy has more power.

MIRA. O dear father,

Make not too rafh a trial of him, for

He's gentle, and not fearful.

PRO. What, I fay,

My foot my tutor!-Put thy fword up,

[He draws.

traitor;

Who mak'st a show, but dar'ft not strike, thy confcience

Is fo poffefs'd with guilt: come from thy ward;

For I can here difarm thee with this stick,.

And make thy weapon drop.

MIRA. Befcech you, father!

PRO. Hence; hang not on my garments.

MIRA. Sir, have pity;

I'll be his furety.

PRO. Silence: one word more

Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What!
An advocate for an impoftor? hush!

Thou think'st, there are no more fuch shapes as he,
Having seen but him and Caliban: Foolish wench!
To the most of men this is a Caliban,

And they to him are angels.

MIRA. My affections

Are then most humble; I have no ambition

To fee a goodlier man.

PRO. Come on; obey:

Thy nerves are in their infancy again,

And have no vigour in them.

FER. So they are:

My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up,
My father's lofs, the weakness which I feel,

[To FERD.

The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats,
To whom I am fubdu'd, are but light to me,
Might I but through my prifon once a day
Behold this maid: all corners elfe o' the earth
Let liberty make use of; fpace enough
Have I, in fuch a prifon,

PRO. It works :-Come on.

Thou haft done well, fine Ariel!-Follow me.→→→

Hark, what thou else shalt do me.

MIRA. Be of comfort;

My father's of a better nature, fir,

[To FERD. and MIRA.

[TO ARIEL.

Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted,

Which now came from him.

PRO. Thou fhalt be as free

As mountain winds: but then exactly do
All points of my command.

ARI. To the fyllable.

PRO. Come, follow: fpeak not for him.

ACT II.

SCENE I. Another part of the island.

[Exeunt

Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.

GON. 'Beseech you, fir, be merry: you have cause (So have we all) of joy; for our escape

Is much beyond our loss: Our hint of woe
Is common; every day, fome failor's wife,

The masters of some merchant, and the merchant,
Have just our theme of woe: but for the miracle,
I mean our preservation, few in millions

Can fpeak like us: then wifely, good fir, weigh
Our forrow with our comfort.

ALON. Pr'ythee, peace.

SEB. He receives comfort like cold porridge.

ANT. The vifitor will not give him o'er fo.

SEB. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.

GON. Sir,

SEB. One:-Tell.

GON. When every grief is entertain'd, that's offer'd, Comes to the entertainer

SEB. A dollar.

GON. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have spoken truer than you purpos'd.

SEB. You have taken it wifelier than I meant you should.

GON. Therefore, my lord,

ANT. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue!
ALON. I pr'ythee, spare.

GON. Well, I have done: But yet

SEB. He will be talking.

ANT. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good wager,

first begins to crow?

SEB. The old cock.

ANT. The cockrel.

SEB. Done :. The wager?

ANT. A laughter.

SEB. A match.

ADR. Though this island seem to be defert,

SEB. Ha, ha, ha!

ANT. So, you've pay'd.

ADR. Uninhabitable, and almost inacceffible,—
SEB. Yet,

ADR. Yet

ANT. He could not mifs it.

ADR. It must needs be of fubtle, tender, and delicate temperance.

ANT. Temperance was a delicate wench.

SEB. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly deliver❜d. ADR. The air breathes upon us here moft fweetly. SEB. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.

ANT. Or, as 'twere perfum'd by a fen.

GON. Here is every thing advantageous to life.

ANT. True; fave means to live.

SEB. Of that there's none, or little.

GON. How lush and lufty the grafs looks? how green?

ANT. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

SEB. With an eye of green in't.

ANT. He miffes not much.

VOL. I.

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