Another Part of the Island.
 Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN,
 FRANCISCO, and OTHERS.

Gonzalo	Byrlakin, I can go no further, sir;
	My old bones ache. Here's a maze trod indeed,
	Through forthrights and meanders. By your patience,
	I needs must rest me.

Alonso	Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
	Who am myself attached with weariness
	To th' 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 drowned
	Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks
	Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.

Antonio	[Aside to SEBASTIAN.]
	I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
	Do not, for one repulse, forgo the purpose
	That you resolved t' effect.

Sebastian			[Aside to ANTONIO.]	The next advantage
	Will we take throughly.

Antonio			[Aside to SEBASTIAN.]	Let it be tonight;
	For now they are oppressed with travel they
	Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance
	As when they are fresh.

Sebastian			[Aside to ANTONIO.]	I say tonight. No more.

                        Solemn and strange music.
                  Enter PROSPERO on the top, invisible.
           Enter several strange SHAPES, bringing in a banquet;
          and dance about it with gentle actions of salutations;
            and inviting the KING, etc., to eat, they depart.

Alonso	What harmony is this? My good friends, hark!

Gonzalo	Marvellous sweet music!

Alonso	Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these?

Sebastian	A 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.

Antonio									I'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.

Gonzalo											If 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.

Alonso								I 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.

Prospero						[Aside.]		Praise in departing.

Francisco	They vanished strangely.

Sebastian								No matter, since
	They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs.
	Will't please you taste of what is here?

Alonso											Not I.

Gonzalo	Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys
	Who would believe that there were mountaineers
	Dewlapped 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.

Alonso						I 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 vanishes.

Ariel	[To ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, and ANTONIO.]
	You 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 suchlike valour men hang and drown
	Their proper selves.
										 [ALONSO, SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO
													draw their swords.

								You fools! I and my fellows
	Are ministers of fate. The elements,
	Of whom your swords are tempered, may as well
	Wound the loud winds, or with bemocked-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
	Ling'ring 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 table.

Prospero	Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou
	Performed, 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 drowned,
	And his and mine loved darling.
													[Exit.
Gonzalo	I'th' name of something holy, sir, why stand you
	In this strange stare?

Alonso							O, 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'th' ooze is bedded; and
	I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
	And with him there lie mudded.
													[Exit.
Sebastian										But one fiend at a time,
	I'll fight their legions o'er.

Antonio								I'll be thy second.
										 [Exeunt SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO.

Gonzalo	All 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.

Adrian								Follow, I pray you.
													[Exeunt.
