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Scene IIIAnother part of the islandEnter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco, and othersGonzaloBy’r lakin, I can go no further, sir; My old bones ache: here’s a maze trod indeed Through forth-rights and meanders! By your patience, I needs must rest me.AlonsoOld lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach’d with weariness, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. Even here I will put off my hope and keep it No longer for my flatterer: he is drown’d Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.AntonioAside to SebastianI am right glad that he’s so out of hope. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolved to effect.SebastianAside to AntonioThe next advantage Will we take throughly.AntonioAside to SebastianLet it be to-night; For, now they are oppress’d with travel, they Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance As when they are fresh.SebastianAside to AntonioI say, to-night: no more.Solemn and strange musicAlonsoWhat harmony is this? My good friends, hark!GonzaloMarvellous sweet music!Enter Prospero above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat, they departAlonsoGive us kind keepers, heavens! What were these?SebastianA living drollery. Now I will believe That there are unicorns, that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix’ throne, one phoenix At this hour reigning there.AntonioI’ll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, And I’ll be sworn ’tis true: travellers ne’er did lie, Though fools at home condemn ’em.GonzaloIf in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say, I saw such islanders— For, certes, these are people of the island— Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Their manners are more gentle-kind than of Our human generation you shall find Many, nay, almost any.Prospero [Aside] Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present Are worse than devils.AlonsoI cannot too much muse Such shapes, such gesture and such sound, expressing, Although they want the use of tongue, a kind Of excellent dumb discourse.ProsperoAsidePraise in departing.FranciscoThey vanish’d strangely.SebastianNo matter, since They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will’t please you taste of what is here?AlonsoNot I.GonzaloFaith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys, Who would believe that there were mountaineers Dew-lapp’d like bulls, whose throats had hanging at ’em Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find Each putter-out of five for one will bring us Good warrant of.AlonsoI will stand to and feed, Although my last: no matter, since I feel The best is past. Brother, my lord the duke, Stand to and do as we.Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel, like a harpy; claps his wings upon the table; and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishesArielYou are three men of sin, whom Destiny, That hath to instrument this lower world And what is in’t, the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up you; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you ‘mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; And even with such-like valour men hang and drown Their proper selves.Alonso, Sebastian &c. draw their swordsYou fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of Fate: the elements, Of whom your swords are temper’d, may as well Wound the loud winds, or with bemock’d-at stabs Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish One dowle that’s in my plume: my fellow-ministers Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt, Your swords are now too massy for your strengths And will not be uplifted. But remember— 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 The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have Incensed the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures, Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso, They have bereft; and do pronounce by me: Lingering perdition, worse than any death Can be at once, shall step by step attend You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from— Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads—is nothing but heart-sorrow And a clear life ensuing.He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music enter the Shapes again, and dance, with mocks and mows, and carrying out the tableProsperoBravely the figure of this harpy hast thou Perform’d, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life And observation strange, my meaner ministers Their several kinds have done. My high charms work And these mine enemies are all knit up In their distractions; they now are in my power; And in these fits I leave them, while I visit Young Ferdinand, whom they suppose is drown’d, And his and mine loved darling.Exit aboveGonzaloI’ the name of something holy, sir, why stand you In this strange stare?AlonsoO, it is monstrous, monstrous: Methought the billows spoke and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me, and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i’ the ooze is bedded, and I’ll seek him deeper than e’er plummet sounded And with him there lie mudded.ExitSebastianBut one fiend at a time, I’ll fight their legions o’er.AntonioI’ll be thy second.Exeunt Sebastian, and AntonioGonzaloAll three of them are desperate: their great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, Now ‘gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly And hinder them from what this ecstasy May now provoke them to.AdrianFollow, I pray you.Exeunt

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