| The Tempest
| Act 4, Scene 1
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Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDAPROSPERO
If I have too austerely punish'd you,FERDINAND
Your compensation makes amends, for I
Have given you here a third of mine own life,
Or that for which I live; who once again
I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love and thou
Hast strangely stood the test here, afore Heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me that I boast her off,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise
And make it halt behind her.
I do believe itPROSPERO
Against an oracle.
Then, as my gift and thine own acquisitionFERDINAND
Worthily purchased take my daughter: but
If thou dost break her virgin-knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be minister'd,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow: but barren hate,
Sour-eyed disdain and discord shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you shall hate it both: therefore take heed,
As Hymen's lamps shall light you.
As I hopePROSPERO
For quiet days, fair issue and long life,
With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion.
Our worser genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that day's celebration
When I shall think: or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd,
Or Night kept chain'd below.
Sit then and talk with her; she is thine own.
What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel!
What would my potent master? here I am.PROSPERO
Thou and thy meaner fellows your last serviceARIEL
Did worthily perform; and I must use you
In such another trick. Go 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.
Ay, with a twink.ARIEL
Before you can say 'come' and 'go,'PROSPERO
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?
Dearly my delicate Ariel. Do not approachARIEL
Till thou dost hear me call.
Well, I conceive.PROSPERO
Look thou be true; do not give dallianceFERDINAND
Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious,
Or else, good night your vow!
I warrant you sir;PROSPERO
The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.
Now come, my Ariel! bring a corollary,
Rather than want a spirit: appear and pertly!
No tongue! all eyes! be silent.
Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leasCERES
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats and pease;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep;
Thy banks with pioned and twilled brims,
Which spongy April at thy hest betrims,
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom -groves,
Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn: thy pole-clipt vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky-hard,
Where thou thyself dost air;--the queen o' the sky,
Whose watery arch and messenger am I,
Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign grace,
Here on this grass-plot, in this very place,
To come and sport: her peacocks fly amain:
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.
Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'erIRIS
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers
Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers,
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky acres and my unshrubb'd down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth; why hath thy queen
Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass'd green?
A contract of true love to celebrate;CERES
And some donation freely to estate
On the blest lovers.
Tell me, heavenly bow,IRIS
If Venus or her son, as thou dost know,
Do now attend the queen? Since they did plot
The means that dusky Dis my daughter got,
Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company
I have forsworn.
Of her societyCERES
Be not afraid: I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos and her son
Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have done
Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are, that no bed-right shall be paid
Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but vain;
Mars's hot minion is returned again;
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will shoot no more but play with sparrows
And be a boy right out.
High'st queen of state,JUNO
Great Juno, comes; I know her by her gait.
How does my bounteous sister? Go with meJUNO
To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be
And honour'd in their issue.
Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,CERES
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings upon you.
Earth's increase, foison plenty,FERDINAND
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines and clustering bunches growing,
Plants with goodly burthen bowing;
Spring come to you at the farthest
In the very end of harvest!
Scarcity and want shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
This is a most majestic vision, andPROSPERO
Harmoniously charmingly. May I be bold
To think these spirits?
Spirits, which by mine artFERDINAND
I have from their confines call'd to enact
My present fancies.
Let me live here ever;PROSPERO
So rare a wonder'd father and a wife
Makes this place Paradise.
Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on employment
Sweet, now, silence!IRIS
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;
There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.
You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the windring brooks,PROSPERO
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels and on this green land
Answer your summons; Juno does command:
Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love; be not too late.
Enter certain NymphsYou sunburnt sicklemen, of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow and be merry:
Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.
Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish
[Aside] I had forgot that foul conspiracyFERDINAND
Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life: the minute of their plot
Is almost come.
To the SpiritsWell done! avoid; no more!
This is strange: your father's in some passionMIRANDA
That works him strongly.
Never till this dayPROSPERO
Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.
You do look, my son, in a moved sort,FERDINAND MIRANDA
As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my, brain is troubled:
Be not disturb'd with my infirmity:
If you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.
We wish your peace.PROSPERO
Come with a thought I thank thee, Ariel: come.ARIEL
Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy pleasure?PROSPERO
We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
Ay, my commander: when I presented Ceres,PROSPERO
I thought to have told thee of it, but I fear'd
Lest I might anger thee.
Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?ARIEL
I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking;PROSPERO
So fun of valour that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kissing of their feet; yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabour;
At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd
Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music: so I charm'd their ears
That calf-like they my lowing follow'd through
Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss and thorns,
Which entered their frail shins: at last I left them
I' the filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake
O'erstunk their feet.
This was well done, my bird.ARIEL
Thy shape invisible retain thou still:
The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither,
For stale to catch these thieves.
I go, I go.PROSPERO
A devil, a born devil, on whose natureCALIBAN
Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Even to roaring.
Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, & cCome, hang them on this line.
PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet
Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may notSTEPHANO
Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.
Monster, your fairy, which you say isTRINCULO
a harmless fairy, has done little better than
played the Jack with us.
Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; atSTEPHANO
which my nose is in great indignation.
So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should takeTRINCULO
a displeasure against you, look you,--
Thou wert but a lost monster.CALIBAN
Good my lord, give me thy favour still.TRINCULO
Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to
Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak softly.
All's hush'd as midnight yet.
Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,--STEPHANO
There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that,TRINCULO
monster, but an infinite loss.
That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is yourSTEPHANO
harmless fairy, monster.
I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er earsCALIBAN
for my labour.
Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,STEPHANO
This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter.
Do that good mischief which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.
Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.TRINCULO
O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! lookCALIBAN
what a wardrobe here is for thee!
Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash.TRINCULO
O, ho, monster! we know what belongs to a frippery.STEPHANO
O king Stephano!
Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll haveTRINCULO
Thy grace shall have it.CALIBAN
The dropsy drown this fool I what do you meanSTEPHANO
To dote thus on such luggage? Let's alone
And do the murder first: if he awake,
From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches,
Make us strange stuff.
Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line,TRINCULO
is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under
the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your
hair and prove a bald jerkin.
Do, do: we steal by line and level, an't like your grace.STEPHANO
I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't:TRINCULO
wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this
country. 'Steal by line and level' is an excellent
pass of pate; there's another garment for't.
Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, andCALIBAN
away with the rest.
I will have none on't: we shall lose our time,STEPHANO
And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
With foreheads villanous low.
Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear thisTRINCULO
away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you
out of my kingdom: go to, carry this.
Ay, and this.PROSPERO
A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, and hunt them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on
Hey, Mountain, hey!ARIEL
Silver I there it goes, Silver!PROSPERO
Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark! hark!ARIEL
CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, are driven outGo charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
Than pard or cat o' mountain.
Hark, they roar!PROSPERO
Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
Lie at my mercy all mine enemies:
Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little
Follow, and do me service.
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