Cal. Art thou afeard? 140 Ste. No, monster, not I. Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices, I cried to dream again. Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story. Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could Scene III. Another part of the island. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Gon. By 'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; Alon. 150 [Exeunt. My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed, Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with weariness, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. ΙΟ 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 Seb. Ant. Seb. That you resolved to effect. [Aside to Ant.] The next advantage Will we take throughly. [Aside to Seb.] Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they [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, invisible. Enter several Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens !—What were these? Ant. That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix I'll believe both; 21 Gon. Pros. Alon. Pros. And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did lie, If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? For, certes, these are people of the island,— 30 Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Our human generation you shall find Many, nay, almost any. [Aside] Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present I cannot too much muse Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, ex pressing Although they want the use of tongue-a kind Of excellent dumb discourse. Fran. They vanish'd strangely. Seb. Alon. They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will't please you taste of what is here? Not I. When we were boys, were mountaineers Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find Alon. Each putter-out of five for one will bring us I will stand to, and feed, Although my last : no matter, since I feel Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel, like a harpy; 50 Ari. You are three men of sin, whom Destiny,- [Alon., Seb. &c. draw their swords. You fools! I and my fellows 60 Are ministers of Fate: the elements, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well One dowle that's in my plume: my fellow-ministers Your swords are now too massy for your strengths, 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 70 The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music, enter Pros. Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou And these mine enemies are all knit up 80 In their distractions: they now are in my power; 90 Young Ferdinand,-whom they suppose is drown'd,— 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, |