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The Tempest

Act IV, Scene 1

 

Before PROSPERO'S cell
 
[Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA]
 
PROSPERO.
         ,         ,        ,       ,         ,
      If I | have too | austere|ly pun|ished you,
            ,      ,        ,        ,         ,
      Your com|pensa|tion makes | amends,| for I
             x           ,        ,               ,    ,
      Have given | you here | a third | of mine^/own life,
           ,          ,         ,          ,       ,
      Or that | for which | I live;| who once | again
         ,       ,         ,     ,     2    ,
      I ten|der to | thy hand:| all thy vex|ations
            ,        ,       ,         ,          ,
      Were but | my tri|als of | thy love,| and thou
              ,         ,           ,      T   .  T    Tx
      Hast strange|ly stood | the test:| here, afore Heaven
         ,   2    ,         ,      ,         ,      ,  ->
      I rat|ify this | my rich | gift. O | Ferdi||nand,
            ,    ,                 2    ,          ,          
      Do | not smile / at me | that I boast | her off,
            ,            ,     ,      2      T    T     T
10    For thou | shalt find | she will out|strip all praise,
            ,         ,        ,
      And make | it halt | behind | her.
 
FERDINAND.
                                         ,    ,      ,      ->
                                         I | do be||lieve it
          ,         ,   ,    oo
      Against | an or|acle.|
 
PROSPERO.
        ,             ,                 ,   ,     ,      ->
      Then, as | my guest,| and thine^/own ac|quisi||tion
       ,    2    ,            ,         ,         ,
      Wor|thily pur|chased, take | my daugh|ter: but
           ,           ,          ,        ,        ,
      If thou | dost break | her vir|gin knot,| before
            ,     ,    2   ,    ,       ,
      All sanc|timon|ious cer|emon|ies may
             ,         ,      ,        ,      ,
      With full | and ho|ly rite,| be min|istered,
           ,        ,         ,            x            ,
      No sweet | asper|sion shall | the heavens | let fall
           ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
20    To make | this con|tract^grow;| but bar|ren hate,
        ,            ,          ,    ,                ,
      Sour-eyed^|disdain,| and dis|cord, shall | bestrew
           ,      ,         ,           ,          ,      2->
      The un|ion of | your bed,| with weeds | so loath||ly
            ,            ,         ,           ,           ,
      That you | shall hate | it both:| therefore | take^heed,
          ,         ,             ,
      As Hy|men's lamps | shall light | you.
 
FERDINAND.
                                              ,       ,
                                             As | I hope
           ,       ,          ,              ,    ,
      For qui|et days,| fair^is|sue, and / long life,
             ,      ,            ,          ,    2   ,
      With such | love as |'tis now,| the murk|iest den,
         2      ,      ,      ,             ,     2      ,
      The most^op|portune | place, the | strongest sug|gestion
           ,       ,       ,           ,       ,
      Our wor|ser gen|ius can,| shall ne|ver melt
            ,       ,      ,         ,       ,
30    Mine hon|our in|to lust,| to take | away
            ,     .   T    T    T    ,
      The edge | of that day's ce|lebra|tion,
      <-  ,     ,           ,           ,          ,           ,
        When || I shall | think, or | Phoebus'| steeds are | foundered,
           ,             ,         ,
      Or Night | kept^chained | below.
 
PROSPERO.
                                          ,       ___
                                        Fairly | spoke:
       ,               ,          ,         ,          ,
      Sit then,| and talk | with her,| she is | thine^own.
            ,   ,          ,     2    ,         ,   3  3->
      What Ar|iel, my | indus|trious ser|vant, Ar||iel.
 
[Enter ARIEL]
 
ARIEL.
             ,         ,       ,         ,       ,
      What would | my pot|ent mas|ter? Here | I am.
 
PROSPERO.
        ,     2        ,       ,               ,     ,
      Thou and thy | meaner | fellows | your last | service
           ,      ,        ,     ,   2        ,
      Did wor|thily | perform;| and I must | use you
           ,      ,        ,          ,            x
40    In such | ano|ther trick.| Go bring | the rabble
             ,        ,           x       ,               ,
      (Ore whom | I give | thee power)| here, to | this place;
          ,                ,    ,        ,        ,
      Incite | them to / quick mot|ion, for | I must
          ,      ,          ,      2       ,      ,
      Bestow | upon | the eyes | of this young | couple
            ,   2   ,         ,     ,   2       ,
      Some van|ity of | mine^art:| it is my | promise,
       ,             ,         ,
      And they | expect | it from | me.
 
ARIEL.
                                          ,     ,
                                        Pres|ently?
 
PROSPERO.
       ,             ,
      Ay, with | a twink.
 
ARIEL.
          ,         ,          ,         ,
      Before | you can | say come | and go,
             ,        ,           T   T   T
      And breathe | twice; and | cry so, so,
        ,          ,         ,       ___
50    Each one | tripping | on his | toe,
        ,         ,          ,        ___
      Will be | here with | mop and | mow.
       ,         ,        ,        __
      Do you | love me | master? | no?
 
     
PROSPERO.
       ,           ,    2    ,  2    ,           ,
      Dearly,| my del|icate Ar|iel. Do | not approach
             ,           ,         ,
      Till thou | dost hear | me call.
 
ARIEL.
                                        ,           ,
                                      Well I | conceive.
 
[Exit]
 
PROSPERO.
        ,              ,        ,          ,      ,
      Look thou | be true;| do not | give dal|liance
            ,          ,           ,         ,           ,
      Too much | the rein:| the strong|est oaths | are straw
        2      ,      2      ,         ,        ,     ,
      To the fire | in the blood:| be more | abste|mious,
           ,           ,           ,
      Or else | good night | your vow.
 
FERDINAND.
                                          ,      2      ,
60                                     I war|rant you, sir,
       .    T     T   T        ,      ,         ,
      The white-cold vir|gin snow | upon | my heart
         ,          ,       ,       ,
      Abates | the ar|dour of | my liv|er.
 
PROSPERO.
                                            ,
                                          Well.
            ,        ,  2     ,        ,     ,    ->
      Now come | my Ar|iel, bring | a cor|olla||ry,
       ,     2       ,         x         ,          ,      ->
      Ra|ther than want | a spirit:| appear,| and pert||ly.
       ,      T     T    T     T  T  T
      No | tongue: all eyes:| be silent.
 
[Soft music]
 
[A Masque. Enter IRIS]
 
      IRIS.
       ,             ,    2    ,             ,    ,
      Ceres,| most boun|teous la|dy, thy / rich leas
       .   T     T    T         ,         ,          ,
      Of wheat, rye, bar|ley, vetch|es, oats | and peas;
           ,       ,                   ,   ,          ,
      Thy tur|fy moun|tains, where / live nib|bling sheep,
       .    T    T       T            ,         ,         ,
70    And flat meads thatched | with sto|ver, them | to keep;
            ,           ,    ,          ,        ,
      Thy banks | with pe|onied,| and twil|led brims,
              ,      ,      ,         ,        ,
      Which spon|gy Ap|ril at | thy hest | betrims,
           ,      T     T      T        ,                ,         ,  ->
      To make | cold nymphs chaste | crowns; and | thy broom || groves,  ????
               ,    2           ,      ,   2      ,
      Whose | shadow the | dismis|sed ba|chelor loves,
        2     ,     ,           T    T     T       o
      Being lass-|lorn: thy | pole-clipt vine|yard;
                 ,    ,       ,             ,      ,
      And thy / sea-marge,| sterile | and rock|y-hard,
              ,         ,          ,          ,       2     ,
      Where thou | thyself | dost air:| the Queen | of the sky,
             ,   2    ,         ,      ,       ,
      Whose wa|tery arch | and mes|senger | am I.
        ,           T     T     T        2     ,    2      ,
      Bids thee | leave these; and | with her sov|ereign grace,
        ,              ,      ,              ,      ,
80    Here on | this grass-|plot, in | this ve|ry place,
           ,          ,          ,         ,       ,
      To come | and sport;| her pea|cocks fly | amain:
      .    T      T   T       ,        ,      ,
      Approach, rich Ce|res, her | to en|tertain.
 
[Enter CERES]
 
      CERES.
        ,          ,          ,     ,           ,
      Hail, ma|ny-col|oured mess|enger,| that nere
            ,     ,         ,        ,    ,
      Dost^dis|obey | the wife | of Jup|iter;
            ,         ,         ,       ,          x
      Who with | thy saf|fron wings | upon | my flowers
          ,       ,       ,         ,          x
      Diffus|est hon|ey drops,| refresh|ing showers:
            ,          ,               ,   ,           ,
      And with | each^end | of thy / blue bow | dost crown
          ,     ,   ,     2      T    T      T
      My bos|ky a|cres and my | unshrubbed down,
        T    T    .  T     T     T     T        2      ,
      Rich scarf to my | proud earth; why | hath thy queen
       ,             ,                   ,      ,      ,
90    Summoned | me hi|ther to this // short-grassed green?
 
      IRIS.
         ,               ,    ,        ,     ,
      A con|tract of / true love,| to cel|ebrate,
            ,       ,        ,      ,       ,
      And some | dona|tion free|ly to | estate
                 ,    ,
      On the / blest lov|ers.
 
      CERES.
                                ,        ,    2    ,
                              Tell | me hea|venly bow,
          ,      ,        ,         ,           ,
      If Ven|us or | her son,| as thou | dost know,
          ,        ,          ,              ,         ,
      Do now | attend | the queen?|  Since^they | did plot
            ,           ,      ,         ,        ,
      The means | that dus|ky Dis | my daugh|ter got,
       ,              ,             ,         ,     ,
      Her and | her blind | boy's^scan|daled com|pany
          ,         ,
      I have | forsworn.
 
      IRIS.
                              ,       ,   ,
100                       Of her | soci|ety
          ,        ,       ,         ,   ,
      Be not | afraid:| I met | her de|ity
       ,               ,              ,       ,         ,
      Cutting | the clouds | towards Pa|phos and | her son
        T    T     T           ,       ,             2       ,
      Dove-drawn with | her. Here | thought they | to have done
            ,        ,       ,          ,          ,
      Some wan|ton charm | upon | this man | and maid,
              ,     ,           T  T    T         2     ,
      Whose vows | are, that | no bed-rite | shall be paid
            ,         ,          ,        ,         ,
      Till Hy|men's torch | be light|ed; but | in vain,
        T    T   T       ,       ,         ,
      Mars' hot min|ion is | returned | again;
            ,        ,      ,          ,          ,       o
      Her wasp|ish-head|ed son | has broke | his ar|rows,
         ,     2         T    T   T          ,           ,        o
      Swears he will | shoot no more,| but play | with spar|rows,  (hex with prev)
           ,      ,      T    T
110   And be | a boy | right out.
 
      CERES.
                                   T         ,          ,
                                  High|est Queen | of State,
             ,      ,         ,         ,         ,
      Great^Ju|no comes;| I know | her by | her gait.    (hex with prev)
 
[Enter JUNO.]
 
      JUNO.
            ,         ,    2    ,        ,         ,
      How does | my boun|teous sis|ter? Go | with me
           ,            ,            ,          ,    2     ,
      To bless | this twain,| that they | may pros|perous be,
           ,         ,          ,
      And hon|oured in | their is|sue.   \\
 
      SONG
 
      JUNO.
       ,        ,        ,           ,
      Honour,| riches,| marriage,| blessing,
        ,       ,   2       ,       ,
      Long con|tinuance, | and in|creasing,
        ,        ,         ,      ,
      Hourly | joys be | still u|pon you!
       ,       ,           ,          ,
      Juno | sings her | blessings | on you.
 
      CERES.
         ,         __      ,         ,
120   Earth's in|crease,| foison | plenty,
        ,          ,        ,       ,
      Barns and | gamers | never | empty;
        ,             ,   2      ,          ,
      Vines with | clustering | bunches | growing;
         ,            ,       ,        ,
      Plants with | goodly | burden | bowing;
         ,           ,        ,         ,
      Spring come | to you | at the | farthest,
       ,        ,      ,        ,
      In the | very | end of | harvest.
        ,     ,         ,            ,
      Scarci|ty and | want shall | shun you,
       ,         ,         ,       ,
      Ceres' | blessing | so is | on you.
 
FERDINAND.
        ,           ,       ,       ,        ,
      This is | a most | majes|tic vis|ion, and
          ,    2    ,     2     ,    T  T   T
      Harmon|ious charm|ingly; may | I be bold
           ,       T      Tx
130   To think | these spirits?
 
PROSPERO.
                                    Tx            ,         ,
                                 Spirits,| which by | mine^art
       2       ,           ,           ,       2   ,
      I have from | their con|fines called | to enact
           ,       ,
      My pres|ent fan|cies.
 
FERDINAND.
                            ,         ,          ,     ->
                           Let | me live | here ev||er:
       ,     ,       ,          ,          2    ,
      So | rare a | wondered | father | and a wise,
        T     T    T      ,     T
      Makes this place | Para|dise.
 
[JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment.]
 
PROSPERO.
                                     T    T      ,      ->
                                   Sweet now,|| silence:
       ,          ,       ,       ,    2   ,  ->
      Juno | and Cer|es whis|per ser||iously,
                ,          ,        ,     ,               ,  ->
      There's^some|thing else | to do:| hush, and || be mute
           ,          ,           ,      oo
140   Or else | our spell | is marred. |
 
      IRIS.
             ,             ,       ,         ,          ,
      You nymphs | called Nai|ads of | the wind|ring brooks,
                     ,      ,          ,      ,         ,
      With your / sedged crowns | and ev|er-harm|less looks,
        ,            ,     ,           2       T    T    T
      Leave your | crisp chan/nels, and on | this green land
       ,             ,         ,      ,        ,
      Answer | your sum|mons: Ju|no does | command.
             ,    2       ,           ,        ,     ,
      Come* tem|perate nymphs,| and help | to ce|lebrate
         ,               ,    ,        ,          ,
      A con|tract of / true love:| be not | too late.
 
[Enter certain NYMPHS]
           ,      ,     ,              ,        ,     o
      You sun-|burned sick/lemen,| of Aug|ust wear|y,
        ,   ,                  ,        ,        ,      o
      Come hith/er from | the fur|row, and | be mer|ry:   (hex with prev)
            ,     ,      .   T    T     T         ,
      Make^hol|iday: | your^rye-straw hats | put^on,
       .     T    T      T         ,       ,      ,
150   And these fresh nymphs | encoun|ter ev|ery one
           ,        ,
      In coun|try foot|ing.  \\
 
[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.]
 
PROSPERO. [Aside]
         ,        ,           ,         ,    ,
      I had | forgot | that foul | conspir|acy
        2      ,      ,    ,     2          ,     ,
      Of the beast | Cali|ban and his | confed|erates
          ,          ,         ,       ,           ,
      Against | my life:| the min|ute of | their plot
          ,        ,                             ,       ,         ,
      Is al|most come. [To the Spirits.] Well* done,| avoid;| no more.
 
FERDINAND.
        ,          ,             ,              ,     ,
      This is | strange: your | father's | in some | passion
             ,            ,
      That works | him strong|ly.
 
MIRANDA.
                                  ,       ,          ,
                                 Nev|er till | this day
          ,          ,            ,      ,       ,        ->
      Saw^I | him touched | with an|ger so | distem||pered.
 
PROSPERO.
       ,         ,        ,      2   ,       ,
160   You | do look |(my son)| in a mo|ved sort,
          ,         ,         ,          ,        ,
      As if | you were | dismayed:| be cheer|ful sir,
           ,       ,         ,        ,          ,      ->
      Our rev|els now | are en|ded. These | our^ac||tors
        ,    2     ,                  ,    ,       ,
      (As | I foretold | you) were / all spir|its and
           ,       ,     ,             ,   ,
      Are mel|ted in|to air,| into / thin air:
            ,          ,        ,     2     ,     ,
      And like | the base|less fab|ric of this | vision
            ,       ,    ,              ,          ,  2
      The cloud-|capped tow/ers, the | gorgeous | palaces,
           ,        ,               ,     ,         ,
      The sol|emn temp|les, the / great globe | itself,
       ,    ,                  ,        ,          ,
      Yea, all / which it | inher|it, shall | dissolve,
            ,          ,      ,        ,        ,     ->
      And like | this in|substan|tial pa|geant fad||ed
        ,        2    ,        ,        ,           ,
170   Leave | not a rack | behind:| We are | such stuff
            ,           ,         ,         ,        ,
      As dreams | are made | on; and | our lit|tle life
           ,        ,        ,      ,            ,
      Is roun|ded with | a sleep:| Sir, I | am vexed,
        ,      2       ,            ,      ,          ,
      Bear with my | weakness;| my old | brain is | troubled.
          ,          ,           ,       ,    ,
      Be not | disturbed | with my | infirm|ity.
          ,          ,         ,        ,        ,
      If you | be pleased,| retire | into | my cell
            ,         ,        ,        ,           ,
      And there | repose,| a turn | or two,| I'll walk
           ,          ,        ,
      To still | my beat|ing mind.
 
FERDINAND, MIRANDA.
                                        ,           ,
                                   We wish | your peace.
 
[Exeunt.]
 
PROSPERO.
        ,              ,          ,           ,  2     ,
      Come with | a thought;| I thank | thee Ar|iel: come.
 
[Enter ARIEL.]
 
ARIEL.
             ,            ,           ,            ,
180   Thy thoughts | I cleave | to. What's | thy plea|sure?
 
PROSPERO.
                                                               x
                                                            Spirit:
           ,        ,          ,          ,    ,
      We must | prepare | to meet | with Ca|liban.
 
ARIEL.
       ,           ,         ,   2    ,       ,     2->
      Aye my | comman|der; when I presen|ted Cer||es
           ,        2       ,          ,        ,        ,
      I thought | to have told | thee of | it: but | I feared
           ,          ,       ,
      Lest^I | might an|ger thee.
 
PROSPERO.
       ,      ,             ,            ,            ,
      Say a|gain, where | didst thou | leave these | varlets?
 
ARIEL.
          ,         ,                 ,   ,           ,       ->
      I told | you sir,| they were / red-hot | with drink||ing,
       ,     ,        ,           2       ,          ,
      So | full of | valour | that they smote | the air
             ,        ,          ,        ,           ,
      For breath|ing in | their fa|ces; beat | the ground
            ,       ,           ,         ,       ,       ->
190   For kiss|ing of | their feet;| yet al|ways ben||ding
         ,             ,          ,        ,        ,     2->
      Towards | their pro|ject. Then | I beat | my ta||bor
           ,       .   T   T     T             ,              ,
      At which | like^unbacked colts | they pricked | their ears,
           ,            ,          ,       ,          ,     ->
      Advanced | their eye|lids*, lif|ted up | their nos||es
        2         ,    ,       ,        ,              ,
      As they / smelt mus|ic, so | I charmed | their ears,
             ,         ,        ,       ,       2
      That calf|like^they | my low|ing fol|lowed through
      <-   ,         Tx      T    T         ,         ,           ,
        Toothed || briers, sharp fur|zes, prick|ing goss,| and thorns,
             ,      2        ,       ,           ,        ,
      Which en|tered their frail | shins: at | last I | left them
        2     ,       ,         ,        ,           ,
      In the fil|thy-man|tled pool | beyond | your cell,
             ,        ,     2      ,                  ,    ,
      There dan|cing up | to the chins,| that the / foul lake
           ,             ,
200   Orestunk | their feet.
 
PROSPERO.
                                       ,    ,          ,
                          This was / well done | (my bird)
            ,        ,     ,       ,           ,
      Thy shape | invis|ible | retain | thou still:
            ,   2    ,        ,          ,          ,     2->
      The trum|pery in | my house,| go bring | it hith||er
            ,          ,              ,
      For stale | to catch | these thieves.
 
ARIEL.
                                              ,      ,
                                            I go, I go.
 
[Exit]
 
PROSPERO.
         ,            ,   ,       ,          ,      ->
      A dev|il, a / born dev|il, on | whose^na||ture
       ,      2     ,       ,          ,         ,
      Nur|ture can ne|ver stick;| on whom | my pains,
          ,      ,       ,     .    T     T     T
      Humane|ly ta|ken, all,| all^lost, quite lost,
           ,         ,         ,     ,  2     ,
      And as | with age | his bo|dy ug|lier grows,
                 ,   ,        ,          ,            ,
210   So his / mind can|kers. I | will plague | them all,
      ,   2      ,           ,    ,                     ,
      Even to | roaring.| Come, hang / them on | this line.
 
[Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, etc.  PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet]
 
CALIBAN.
Pray you tread softly, that the blind mole may not hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.
 
STEPHANO.
      Monster, your fairy, which you say is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack with us.
 
TRINCULO.
Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation.
 
STEPHANO.
So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you, look you,
 
TRINCULO.
Thou wert but a lost monster.
 
CALIBAN.
        ,         ,     ,              ,        ___
212   Good my | lord, give / me thy | favour | still,
          ,         ,          ,            ,           ,
      Be pa|tient, for | the prize | I'll bring | thee to
              ,    ,               ,                   ,     ,      ->
      Shall hood|wink this | mischance:| therefore / speak soft||ly,
        ,        ,         ,          ,
      All's | hushed as | midnight | yet.  \\
 
TRINCULO.
Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool.
 
STEPHANO.
There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss.
 
TRINCULO.
That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.
 
STEPHANO.
I will fetch off my bottle, though I be ore ears for my labour.
 
CALIBAN.
       ,             ,        ,        ,            ,
216   Prithee |(my king)| be qui|et. Seest | thou here,
        ,             ,       2      ,         ,          ,
      This is | the mouth | of the cell:| no noise,| and enter:
       ,          ,   ,                      ,          ,      2->
      Do that | good mis/chief which | may make | this is||land
             ,         ,   2    ,        ,    ,
      Thine^own | for ev|er and I | thy Ca|liban,
           ,          ,    ,
220   For aye | thy foot-|licker.  \\
 
STEPHANO.
Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody thoughts.
 
TRINCULO.
O King Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! Look what a wardrobe here is for thee!
 
CALIBAN.
       ,          ,           ,       ,         ,
      Let it | alone | thou fool, it is | but trash.
 
TRINCULO.
O, ho, monster! we know what belongs to a frippery. O King Stephano!
 
STEPHANO.
Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown.
 
TRINCULO.
Thy Grace shall have it.
 
CALIBAN.
            ,       ,            ,       ,             ,
221   The drop|sy drown | this fool, | what do | you mean
           ,      ,             ,          ,        ,
      To dote | thus on | such^lug|gage? Let's | along,
           ,        ,        ,         ,      ,
      And do | the mur|der first.| If he | awake,
            ,         ,             ,          ,           ,       ->
      From toe | to crown | he'll fill | our skins | with pin||ches,
        ,          ,       ___
      Make | us strange | stuff. \\
 
STEPHANO.
Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line, 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.
 
TRINCULO.
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: 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 garmet for't.
 
TRINCULO.
Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest.
 
CALIBAN.
      ,          ,    ,              2        ,          ,
226   I will | have none / on it.| We shall lose | our time,
           ,         ,          ,     ,       2     ,
      And all | be turned | to bar|nacles,| or to apes
             ,    ,    ,            ___
      With fore|heads vil/lainous | low. \\
 
STEPHANO.
Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom. Go to; carry this.
 
TRINCULO.
And this.
 
STEPHANO.
Ay, and this.
 
[A noise of hunters beard. Enter divers Spirits, in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on]
 
PROSPERO.
            ,        ,
229   Hey Moun|tain hey!
 
ARIEL.
                          ,            2     ,     ,
230                      Silver:| there it goes,| Silver.
 
PROSPERO.
       ,      ,       T     Tx      T             ,
      Fury,| Fury:| There tyrant, there: | hark^hark.
 
[CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO are driven out.]
      __      ,         ,            2       ,              ,
      Go,| charge my | goblins | that they grind | their joints
            ,        ,           ,       ,          ,      2->
      With dry | convul|sions; shor|ten up | their sin||ews
           ,        ,        2       ,      ,         ,
      With a|ged cramps,| and more pinch-|spotted | make them
             ,        ,         ,
      Than pard,| or cat | o' moun|tain.
 
ARIEL.
                                           ,           ,
                                         Hark,| they roar.
 
PROSPERO.
       ,             ,        ,        ,          ,
      Let them | be hun|ted sound|ly. At | this^hour
            ,       ,      ,          ,    ,
      Lies^at | my mer|cy all | mine^en|emies;
        ,              ,        ,        ,          ,
      Shortly | shall all | my la|bours end,| and thou
              ,         ,         ,        ,         x
240   Shalt have | the air | at free|dom; for | a little
       ,            ,       ,
      Follow,| and do | me ser|vice.  \\
 
[Exeunt]

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