Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom freedom, hey-dey, freedom!

Ste. O brave monster, lead the way.

[Exeunt.

Delight in them fets off: fome kinds of bafenefs
Are nobly undergone, and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task wou'd be
As heavy to me, as 'tis odious: but

The mistrefs, which I ferve, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours pleafure: O, fhe is
Ten times more gentle, than her father's crabbed ;
And he's compos'd of harfhnefs. I must remove
Some thoufands of thefe logs, and pile them
up,
Upon a fore Injunction. My fweet mistress
Weeps when the fees me work, and fays, fuch bafeness
Had ne'er like executor; I forget;

But thefe fweet thoughts do ev'n refresh my labour,
Moft bufy-lefs, when I do it. (8)

Enter Miranda; and Profpero, at a distance unfeen.

Mira. Alas, now, pray you,

Work not fo hard; I would the lightning had

(8) The two first Folio's read:

Moft bufy leaft, when I do it.

"Tis true this Reading is corrupt; but the Corruption is fo very little remov'd from the Truth of the Text, that I can't afford to think well of my own Sagacity for having difcovered it.

THEOBALD.

Burnt

Burnt up thofe logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile:
Pray, fet it down and reft you; when this burns,
'Twill weep for having wearied you: my father
Is hard at tudy; pray now, reft yourself;
He's fafe for these three hours.

Fer. O moft dear mistress,

The fun will fet before I fhall discharge
What I muft ftrive to do.

Mir. If you'll fit down,

I'll bear your logs the while. Pray, give me that; I'll carry it to the pile.

Fer. No, precious creature,

I'ad rather crack my finews, break my back
Than you should fuch dishonour undergo,
While I fit lazy by.

Mira. It would become me,

As well as it does you; and I fhould do it
With much more eafe; for my good will is to it,
And yours it is against.

Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected;

This vifitation fhews it.

Mira. You look wearily.

Fer. No, noble miftrefs; 'tis frefh morning with me,

When you are by at night. I do beseech

(Chiefly that I might fet it in my prayers)

What is your name?

Mira. Miranda, O my father,

I've broke your heft to fay fo.

Fer. Admir'd Miranda !

Indeed, the top of admiration: worth

you,

What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I've ey'd with beft regard, and many a time
Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear; for feveral virtues
Have I lik'd feveral women, never any
With fo full foul, but fome defect in her
Did quarrel with the nobleft grace the ow'd,
And put it to the foil. But you, 0 you,
So perfect, and fo peerlefs, are created.
Of every creature's beft. (9)

(9) of every creature's beft.] Alluding to the picture of Venus by Apelles.

Mira.

Mira. I do not know

One of my fex ; no woman's face remember,
Save from my glafs mine own; nor have I seen
More that I may call men, than you, good friend,
And my dear father; how features are abroad,
I'm fkillefs of; but, by my modefty,

(The jewel in my dower) I would not wish
Any companion in the world but you;
Nor can imagination form a fhape,

Befides yourself, to like of. But I prattle
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts
I therein do forget.

Fer. I am, in my condition,

A Prince, Miranda; I do think, a King;
(I would, not fo!) and would no more endure
This wooden flavery, than I would fuffer
The flesh-fly blow my mouth.

foul speak

Hear my
The very inftant that I faw you, did
My heart fly to your fervice, there refides
To make me flave to it, and for your fake
Am I this patient log-man.

Mira. Do you love me

?

Fer. O heav'n, O earth, bear witnefs to this found, And crown what I profefs with kind event,

If I fpeak true; if hollowly, invert
What beft is boaded me, to mischief! I
Beyond all limit of what elfe i'th' world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mira. I am a fool,

To weep at what I'm glad of.

Pro. Fair encounter

Of two most rare affections! Heav'ns rain grace,
On that which breeds between 'em!

Fer. Wherefore weep you?

Mira. At mine unworthinefs, that dare not offer, What I defire to give and much less take,

:

What I fhall die to want: But this is trifling;

And all the more it feeks to hide itself,

The bigger bulk it fhews. Hence, bafhful cunning! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence.

I am your wife, if you will marry me ;
If not, I'll die your maid to be your fellow
You may deny me; but I'll be your fervant,
Whether you will or no.

Fer. My miftrefs, deareft,
And I thus humble ever.
Mira. My husband then?

Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing

As bondage e'er of freedom. Here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't. And now farewel,

"Till half an hour hence.

Fer. A thousand, thousand.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Who are furpriz'd withal; but my rejoicing At nothing can be more. I'll to my book ; For yet, ere fupper-time, muft I perform Much bufinefs appertaining.

SCENE II.

Changes to another part of the Island.

[Exeunt.

[Exit.

Enter Caliban, Stephano and Trinculo, with a bottle.

Ste.

T

fore bear

to me.

ELL not me- -When the butt is out, we will drink water, not a drop before; thereup, and board 'em-Servant-monfter; drink

Trin. Servant-monfter! the folly of this ifland! They fay, there's but five upon this isle ; we are three of them, if the other two be brain'd like us, the state

totters.

Ste. Drink, fervant-monfter, when I bid thee. Thy eyes are almoft fet in thy head.

Trin. Where fhould they be fet elfe? he were a brave monfter indeed, if they were fet in his tail.

Ste. My man-monfter hath drown'd his tongue in fack for my part, the fea cannot drown me. I fwam, ere I could recover the fhore, five and thirty leagues,

:

off

off and on; by this light, thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Trin. Your lieutenant, if you lift; he's no standard.
Ste. We'll not run, monfieur monster.

Trin. Nor go neither: but you'll lie like dogs, and yet fay nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-calf, fpeak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf.

Cal. How does thy honour? let me lick thy fhoe I'll not ferve him, he is not valiant.

Trin. Thou lieft, most ignorant monfter, I am in cafe to juftle a conftable; why, thou debofh'd fish, thou, was there ever a man a coward that hath drunk fo much fack as I to-day? wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster?

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me: wilt thou let him, my lord?

Trin. Lord, quoth he! be fuch a natural!

-That a monster should

Cal. Lo, lo, again; bite him to death, I pr'ythee. Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a mutineer, the next tree -the poor monster's my fubject, and he shall not fuffer indignity. Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once again to the fuit I made to thee?

Ste. Marry will I; kneel and repeat it; I will ftand, and fo fhall Trinculo.

Enter Ariel invisible.

Cal. As told thee before, I am fubject to a tyrant, a forcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the Inland.

Ari. Thou lieft.

Cal. Thou lieft, thou jefting monkey, thou;

I would, my valiant master would destroy thee ;
I do not lie.

Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by this hand, I will supplant fome of your teeth. Trin. Why, I faid nothing.

Ste.