Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom groves, Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereign grace, Enter CERES. Cer. Hail many-color'd messenger, that ne'er Who, with thy saffron wing, upon my flowers And some donation freely to estate On the bless'd lovers. Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow, If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know, Do now attend the queen? since they did plot Iris. Of her society Be not afraid; I met her deity Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her son Dove-drawn with her. Cer. Highest queen of state, Great Juno comes: I know her by her gait. Enter JUNO. Jun. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me, To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be And honor'd in their issue. SONG. Jun. Honor, riches, marriage-blessing, * Command. Hourly joys be still upon you! Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing! Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and Pro. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines called to enact My present fancies. Fer. Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife, Make this place Paradise. Pro. [JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment. Sweet now, silence; Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; There's something else to do: hush, and be mute, Or else our spell is marr'd. Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring brooks, With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks, Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land Answer your summons: Juno does command; Enter certain Nymphs. You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, 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. Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done;-avoid ;—no more. Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some passion That works him strongly. * Abundance. Mira. Never till this day, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled. If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell, And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk, To still my beating mind. Fer. Mira. We wish your peace. [Exeunt. Prospero defeats the Plot laid by Caliban, and punishes the Conspirators through the agency of his attendant spirits. ACT V. SCENE I.-Before the Cell of Prospero. Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes; and ARIEL. Pro. I did say so, Say, my spirit, Confin'd together Ari. From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly works them, Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art? Do I take part: the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, Not a frown further: Go, release them, Ariel; Ari. I'll fetch them, sir. Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves; Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) [Exit. [Solemn music Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONZO, with a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed; which PROSPERO ob serving, speaks. A solemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, Holy Gonzalo, honorable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, I will dis-case me, and myself present, As I was sometime Milan :-quickly, spirit; Thou shalt ere long be free. [Exit ARIEL. ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire PROSPERO. ARI. Where the bee sucks, there suck I: In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel: I shall miss thee; But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so. To the king's ship, invisible as thou art: There shalt thou find the mariners asleep Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain, Being awake, enforce them to this place; And presently, I pr'ythee. Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat. Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country! [Exit ARIEL. |