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But, had it been the brother of my blood, As doth that orbed continent the fire
I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. That severs day froin night.
You throw a strange regard upon me, and Duke. Give me thy hand;
By that I do perceive it hath offended you ; And let

me see thee in thy woman's weeds. Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows Vio. The captain, that did bring me first We made each other but so late ago.

shore, Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and Hath my maid's garments : he, upon Borne two persons ;

action, A natural perspective, that is, and is not. Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit, Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio !

A gentleman, and follower of my lady's. How bave the hours rack'd and tortur'd me, Oli. He shall enlarge him :-Fetch Malvolio Since I have lost thee.

hither :Ant. Sebastian are you?

And yet, alas, now I remember me, Seb. Fear'st thou that, Antonio?

They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract. Ant. How bave you made division of yourself

Re-enter Clown, with a letter. An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin A most extracting frenzy of mine own Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian? From my remembrance clearly banish'd his.Oli. Most wonderful !

How does he, sirrah ? Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a bro- Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the ther :

stave's end, as well as a man in his case may Nor can there be that deity in my nature, do: he has here writ a letter to you, I should Of here and every where. I had a sister, have given it you to-day morning ; but as a Whom the blind waves and surges have de- madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills vour'd :

not much, when they are delivered. Of charity,* what kin are you to me?

Oli. Open it, and read it.

[To Viola. C'lo. Look then to be well edified, when the What countryman? what name? what paren- rool delivers the madman :-By the lord, mark

tage ? Vio. Of Nessaline : Sebastian was my father;

Oli. How now! art thou mad ? Such a Sebastian was my brother too,

Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: So went he suited to his watery tomb":

an your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, If spirits can assume both form and suit you must allow vor.* You come to fright us.

Oli. Pr’ythee, read i'thy right wits. Seh. A spirit I am, indeed;

Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right But am in that dimension grossly clad. wits, is to read thus : therefore perpend,t my Which from the womb I did participate, princess, and give ear. Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, Oli. Read it you, sirrah. [To FABIAN. I should my tears let fall upon your cheek, Fab. [Reads.) By the Lord, madam, you wrong And say-Thrice welcome, drowned Viola! me, and the world shall know it: though you have

Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow. put me into darkness, and giren your drunken Seb. And so had mine.

cousin rule orer me, yet hare I the benefit of my Vio. And died that day when Viola from her senses as well as your ladyship. I have your birth

letter that induced me to the semblance I put on; Had number'd thirteen years.

with the which I doubt not but to do myself much Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul ! right, or much shame. Think of me as you He finished, indeed, his mortal act,

please. léare my duty a little unthought of, und That day that made my sister thirteen years. speak out of my injury. Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both,

The madly-used MALVOLIO. But this my masculine usurp'd attire,

Oli. Did he write this? Do not embrace me, till each circumstance Clo. Ay, madam. Of place, time, fortune, do cohere, and jump, Duke. This savours not much of distraction. That I am Viola : which to confirm,

Oli. See him deliver’d, Fabian; bring him I'll bring you to a captain in this town,

hither.

(Erit FABIAN, Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle My lord, so please you, these things further help

thought on, I was preserv'd, to serve this noble count: To think me as welí a sister as a wife, All the occurrence of my fortune since One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please Hath been between this lady, and this lord.

you, Seb. So comes it, lady, you have been mis- Here at my house, and at my proper cost took :

[To OLIVIA. Duke. Madam, 'I am most apt to embrace But nature to her bias drew in that.

your offer.You would have been contracted to a maid ; Your master quits you ; [To Viola.) and, for Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv'd,

your service done him, You are betroth'd both to a maid and man. So much against the mettlet of your sex, Duke. Be not amaz’d; right noble is his So far beneath your soft and tender breeding blood.

And since you call’d me master for so long, If this be so, as yet the glass seems true, Here is my hand; you shall from this time to I shall have share in this most happy wreck : Your master's mistress. Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times, Oli. A sister ?-you are she.

[To Viola. Thou never should'st love woman like to me.

Re-enter Fabian, with MALVOLIO. Vio. And all those sayings will l over- Duke. Is this the madman ? swear;

Oli. Ay, my lord, this same: And all those swearings keep as true in soul, How now, Malvolio? . Out of charity tell me. + Hinders.

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Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they bafiled Notorious wrong: ::

thee! Oli. Have I, Malvolio ? no.

Clo. Why, some are born great, some achieve Mal. Lady you have. Pray you, peruse that greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon letter:

them. I was one, Sir, in this interlude ; ope You must not now deny it is your hand, Sir Topas, Sir; but that's all one:-By the Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase ; Lord, fool, I am not mad ;-But do you rememOr say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention : ber? Madam, why laugh you at such a barren You can say none of this : Well, grant it then, rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd: And thus And tell me, in the modesty of honour, the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. Why you have given me such clear lights of Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of favour; (you, you.

(Erit. Bade me come smiling, and cross-garter'd tó Oli. He hath been most notoriously abus'd. To put on yellow stockings, and to frown Duke. Pursue him, and entreat him to a Upon Sir Toby, and the lighter* people :

peace. And, acting this in an obedient hope,

He hath not told us of the captain yet; Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd, When that is known and golden time convents,t Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest, A solemn combination shall be made And made the most notorious geck,t and gull, Of our dear souls-Mean time, sweet sister, That e'er invention play'd on ? tell me why. We will not part from hence. --Cesario, come ;

Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, For so you shall be, while you are a man; Though, I confess, much like the character: But, when in other habits you are seen, But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand. Orsino's mistress, and his fancy's queen. And now I do bethink me, it was she

(Exeunt. First told me, thou wast mad; then cam’st in

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smiling,
And in such forms which here were presuppos’a Clo. When that I was and a little tiny boy,
Upon thee in the letter. Pr’ythee, be content:

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon

A foolish thing was but a toy,

For the rain it raineth every day. But, when we know the grounds and authors But when I came to man's estate, of it,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge 'Gainst knave and thief men shut their gate. Of thine own cause.

For the ruin it raineth every day. Fab. Good madam, hear me speak;

But when I came, alas! to wive, And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come,

With hey, ho, the wind and the ruin,
Taint the condition of this present hour,

By swaggering could I never thrive,
Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not, For the rain it raineth every day.
Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby,
Set this device against Malvolio here,

But when I came unto my bed,
Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, We had conceiv'd against him: Maria writ

With toss-pots still had drunken heud,
The letter, at Sir Toby's great importance;t

For the rain it raineth every day.
In recompense whereof, he hath married her. A great while ago the world begun,
How with a sportful malice it was follow'd, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
May rather pluck on laughter than revenge ;

But that's all one, our play is done,
If that the injuries be justly weigh’d,

And we'll strive to please you every day. That have on both sides past.

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PERSONS REPRESENTED.
ALONSO, King of Naples.

MIRANDA, Daughter to Prospero,
SEBASTIAN, his Brother.
PROSPERO, the rightful Duke of Milan.

ARIEL, an Airy Spirit.
ANTONIO, his Brother, the usurping Duke of

IRIS,
Milan.

CERES,
FERDINAND, Son to the King of Naples.

JUNO, GONZALO, an honest old Counsellor of Naples. Nymphs,

Spirits. ADRIAN

Other Spirits attending on PROSPERO. CALIBAN, a savage and deformed Slave. TRINCULO, a Jester. STEPHANO, a drunken Butler.

SCENE, the Sea, with a ship; afterwards an Master of a Ship, Boatswain, and Mariners.

uninhabited Issana,

REAPERS,

Francisco, } Lords.

ACT I.

him ; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand SCENE I.-On a Ship at Sea.

fast, good fate, to his hanging ! make the rope A Storm, with Thunder and Lightning.

of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little

advantage ! If he be not born to be hanged, Enter a Ship-Master and a BoatswAIN. our case is miserable.

[Exeunt. Mast. Boatswain,

Re-enter BOATSWAIN. Boats. Here, master : what cheer ?

Boats. Down with the top-mast; yare ; lowMast. Good : Speak to the mariners: fall er, lower; bring her to try with main course. to't yarely, or we run ourselves aground : be- (A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! stir, bestir.

[Exit. They are louder than the weather, or our office. Enter Mariners.

Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO. Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, Yet again? what do you here? Shall we give my hearts; yare, yare : Take in the top-sail; o'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Tend to the master's whistle.-Blow, till thou Seb. A pox o' your throat? you bawling, barst thy wind, if room enough!

blasphemous, uncharitable dog! Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDI

Boats. Work you, then.

Ant. Hang, cúr, hang ! you whoreson, insoNAND, GONZALO, and others.

lent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's drowned than thou art. the master ? Play the men.

Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though Boats. I pray now, keep below.

the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and Ant. Where is the master, boatswain ? as leaky as an unstanched* wench. Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our

Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two labour! keep your cabins : you do assist the courses ; off to sea again, lay her off. storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient.

Enter MARINERS wet. Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers ! all these roarers for the name of king ? To cabin : lost!

(Exeunt. silence : trouble us not.

Boats. What, must our mouths be cold ? Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast Gon. The king and prince at prayers ! let us aboard.

assist them, Boats. None that I more love than myself. For our case is as theirs. You are a counsellor; if you can command

Seb. I am out of patience. these elements to silence, and work the peace Ant. We are merelyt cheated of our lives by of the present,t we will not nd a rope more ;

drunkards. use your authority. If you cannot, give thanks This wide-chapped rascal ;-'Would, thou you have lived so long, and make yourself might'st lie drowning, ready in your cabin for the mischance of the The washing of ten tides ! hour, if it so hap.-Cheerly, good hearts.-Out

Gon. He'll be hanged yet ; of our way, I say.

(Exit. Though every drop of water swear against it, Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow : And gape at wid'st to glut him. methinks, he bath so drowning mark upon

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Mercy on us. We split, we split! Farewell, Pro. Thou had'st, and more, Miranda : But my wife and children !- Farewell, brother !

how is it,

[else We split, we split, we split:

That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou Ant. Let's all sink with the king. (Erit. In the dark backward and abysm* of time? Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit. If thou remember'st aught,ere thou cam’st here Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs How thou cam'at here thou may'st. of sea for an acre of barren ground; long Mira. But that I do not. beath, brown furze, any thing: The wills above Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve be done! but I would fain die a dry death.

years since,

[Exit. Thy father was the duke of Milan, and SCENE II.-The Island: before the Cell of A prince of power. PROSPERO.

Mira.

are not you my father ? Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA.

Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you She said—thou wast my daughter; and thy have

father Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them: Was duke of Milan; and his only heir The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking A princess; no worse issued. pitch,

(cheek, Mira. 0, the heavens ! But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's What foul play had we, that we came from Dashes the fire ont. 0, I have suffer'd Or blessed was't we did ?

(thence ? With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel, Pro. Both, both, my girl : Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her, By foul play, as thou say’st, were we heav'd Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock But blessedly holp hither.

(thence; Against my very heart! Poor souls! they Mira. O, my heart bleeds perish'd.

To think o' the teent that I have turn'd you to, Had I been any god of power, I would Which is from my remembrance! Please you, Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er*

further.

[nio, It should the good ship so have swallowed, and Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd AntoThe freighting souls within her.

I

pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should Pro. Be collected;

Be so perfidious !-he whom, next thyself, No more amazement: tell your piteous beart, Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put There's no harm done.

The manage of my state; as, at that time, Mira. 0, woe the day !

Through all the signiories it was the first, Pro. No harm.

And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed I have done nothing but in care of thee, [who In dignity, and, for the liberal arts, (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!) Without a parallel ; those being all my study, Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing The government I cast upon my brother, [ed, Of whence I am; nor that I am more better And to my state grew stranger, being transport: Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell, And wrapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle And the no greater father.

Dost thou attend me? Mira. More to know

Mira. Sir, most heedfully. Did never meddle with my thoughts.

Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, Pro. "Tis time

How to deny them; whom to advance, and I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand,

whom And pluck my magic garment from me.-So; To trash; for over-topping; new created

[Lays down his mantle. The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'a Lie there my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have

them, comfort.

(touch'd Or else new-form'd them: having both the key The direful spectacle of the wreck, which of officer and office, set all hearts The very virtue of compassion in thee

To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was I have with such provision in mine art The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk, So safely order'd, that there is no soul- And suck'd my verdure out on't.-Thou atNo, not so much perdition as an hair,

tend'st not: Betid to any creature in the vessel,

I pray thee, mark me. Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st Mira. O good Sir, I do.

[dicate sink. Sit down;

Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all deFor thou must now know further.

To closeness, and the bettering of my mind Mira. You have often

With that, which, but by being so retir’d, [ther Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd O'er-priz'd all popular rate, in my false bro. And left me to a bootless inquisition;

Awak'd an evil nature: and my trust, Concluding, Stay, not yet.

Like a good parent, did beget of him Pro. The hour's now coine;

A falsehood, in its contrary as great The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, Obey, and be attentive. Can'st thou remember A confidence sansę bound.' He being thus A time before we came unto this cell ?

lorded, I do not think thou can'st; for then thou wast Not only with what my revenue yielded, Outt three years old.

(not But what my power might else exact,-like one, Mira. Certainly, Sir, I can.

Who having, unto truth, hy telling of it,
Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Made such a sinner of his memory,
Of any thing the image tell me, that

To credit his own lie, he did believe
Hath kept with thy remembrance.

He was the duke ; out of the substitution, Mira. Tis far off ;

And executing the outward face of royalty, And rather like a dream than an assurance With all prerogative ;-Hence his ambition That my remembrance warrants: Had I not Growing, -Dost hear? Four or five women once, that tended me? Mira. Your tale, Sir, would cure deafness.

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Pro. To have no screen between this part he 1 From my own library, with volumes thal
play'd

I prize above my dukedom.
And him he play'd it for, he needs will be Mira. 'Would I might
Absolute Milan : Me, poor man!-my library. But ever see that man !
Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal Pro. Now I arise :-
royalties

Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. He thinks me now incapable : confederates Here in this island we arriv'd; and here (At So dry he was for sway) with the king of Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more proNaples,

Than other princes can, that have more time To give him annual tribute, do him homage ; For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I The dukedom, yet upbowd, (alas, poor Milan!) pray you, Sir, To most ignoble stooping.

(For still 'tis beating in my mind,) your reason Mira. O, the heavens?

For raising this sea-storm? Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then Pro. Know thus far forth.If this might be a brother.

(tell me, By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Mira. I should sin

Now, my dear lady, hath mine enemies To think but nobly of my grandmother : Brought to this shore : and by my prescience Good wombs have borne bad sons.

I find my zenith doth depend upon Pro. Now the condition.

A most auspicious star ; whose influence This king of Naples, being an enemy

If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; Will ever after droop.--Here cease more quesWhich was, that he in lieut o' the premises,

tions ; Os homage, and I know not how much tribute,- Thou art inclin’d to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, Should presently extirpate me and mine And give it way ;-I know thou canst not Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan,

choose.

(Miranda skeeps. With all the honours, on my brother: Whereon, Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; A treacherous army levied, one midnight Approach, my Ariel ; come Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open [ness, The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of dark.

Enter ARIEL. The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! Me, and thy crying self.

I come Mira, Alack, for pity!

To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, 1, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint,

On the curld clouds; to thy strong bidding That wrings mine eyes.

Ariel, and all his quality.

[task Pro. Hear a little further.

Pró. Hast thou, spirit, And then I'll bring thee to the present business Perform’d to point the tempest that I bade Which now's upon us; without the which, this Ari. To every article.

[thee? Were most impertinent.

[story I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, Mira. Wherefore did they not

Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, That hour destroy us?

I flam'd amazement : Sometimes, I'd divide, Pro. Well demanded, wench;

And burn in many places ; on the top-mast, My tale provokes that question. Dear, they The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame disdurst not;

tinctly,

(precursors (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set Then meet, and join : Jove's lightnings, the A mark so bloody on the business; but O’ the dreadful thunder-claps, more momenWith colours fairer painted their foul ends.

tary

[cracks lo few, they hurried us aboard a bark; And sight-out-running were not: The fire, and Bore us some leagues to sea; where they pre Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Nep. A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd, (pared

[tremble. Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats Seem'd to besiege, and make his boid waves Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us, Yea, his dread trident shake. To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh Pro. My brave spirit ! To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, who was so firm, so constant, that this coilt Did us but loving wrong.

Would not infect his reason? Miru. Alack ! what trouble

Ari. Not a soul Was I then to you!

But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Pro. O! a cherubim

(smile, Some tricks of desperation : All, but mariners, Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the Infused with a fortitude from heaven, (salt;

vessel.

(dinand, When I have deck’ds the sea with drops full Then all a fire with me : the king's son, ferUnder my burden groan'd; which raised in me with hair up-staring (then like reeds, not hair,) An undergoing stomach,ll to bear up

Was the first man that leap'd ; cried, Hell is Against what should ensue.

And all the devils are here.

[empty, Miru. How came we ashore ?

Pro. Why, that's my spirit! Pro. By Providence divine.

But was not this nigh shore ? Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Ari. Close by, my master. A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,

Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe ? Out of his charity, (who being then appointed Ari. Not a hair perish'd; Master of this design,) did give us; with On their sustaining garments not a blemish, Rich garments,

linens, stuffs, and necessaries, But fresher than before ; and, as thou bad'st Which since have steaded much ; so, of his

me, gentleness,

In troups I have dispers’d them 'bout the isle: Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, The king's son have I landed by himself; • Thirsty. Consideration. # Suggestion, Sprinidad I Stubborn resolution,

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