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living, Stephano ? O Stephano, two Neapolitans
•scaped! ^ fis not constant.

Ste, Prithee,donottummeabout; mystoma^
Col, These be fine things, an if they be not

That "s a brave god, and bears celestwl liquor :

I will kneel to him. ^^^u^^

Ste, How didst thou 'scape ? How camest thoo

hither? swear by this bottle, how thou camort

hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which tht

«iilors heaved Wrbo^rd, by this bottle? wlu^ I

made of the bark of a tree, with mme own handa,

since I was cast ashore. , ^ t. *u . *^^

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She man in the moon, when time was. [thee ;

CoL I have seen thee in her, and I do adore
My mistress show'd roe thee, and thy dog and bush.

Ste, Come, swear to that; kiss the book ; I will
Aimish it anon with new contents: swear.

TVm. By this good li^ht, this is a very sluJlow
monster : — I afeard of him ! a very weak monster :
The man i* the moon I — a most poor credulous
monster : Well drawn, monster, in good sooth.

CaL 1 11 show thee every fertile inch of the
island; and I will kiss thy foot: I prithee, be my
god.

Trin, By this light, a most perfidious and
drunken monster ; when his god*s asleep he II rob
his bottle. [subject.

(7a2. 1 11 kiss thy foot : 1 11 swear mjusM thy

8te. Come on then ; down and swear.

TVm. I shall Uugh myself to death at this
pappy-headed monster: a most scurvy monster!
t oould find in my heart to beat him,—

Stt, Come, kiss.

Trin, —but that the poor monster ^ In drink ;
9n abominable monster!

CaL 1 11 show thee the best springs ; 1 11 plnck
thee berries;
1 11 fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
A plague upon the tyrant thai I servel



1 11 bear him no more sticks, but follow theo,
TIiou wondrous man.

Triru A most ridiculous monster! to make fl
wonder of a poor drunkard.

CaL I prithee let me bring thee where crabs grow
And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ;
Show thee a jay^ nest, and instruct tliee how
To snare the nimble marmozet ; 1 11 bring thee
To dustVing filberds, and sometimes 1 11 eet thee
Young scamels from the rock: Wilt thou go
with me?
Ste, I prithee now, lead the way, without any
more talking. — Trinculo. the king and all our com-
pany else being drownea, we will inherit here.—
Here ; bear my bottle. Fellow Trinculo, we 11
fill him by and by again.

Cal, Farewell, master ; fiu^well. farewell.

[Sings dnmketdy
TVm. A howling monster ; a drunken monster.
CaL No more dams 1 11 make for flah ;
Nor fetch in firing
At reqairioff,
Nor scrape ireuc^ering, nor wash dSdu
'Ban. 'Ban, Ca- Caliban,
Has a new master— Get a now man.

Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom,
hey-day, freedom !
8U. O iMcave monster I lead the way. [Exeunt,



ACT III



SCENE l.^B(fore Prospero's CdL
Enter Ferdinand, bearmg a log.

Ter. There be some sports are painful; and
their labour
Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone ; and most poor nuitters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task
Would be as heavy to me as odious ; but
The mistress which I serve quickens what ^ dead.
And makes my Is^urs pleasur<7>s : 0, she is
Fen times more gentle ttian her fiither 's crabbed ;
And he *s composed of liarshness. I must remove
*U>me thousanns of tliese logs, and pile them up.
Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says such

baseness
Had never like executor. I forget :
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my

labours ;
Most bu^-less when I do it.

Enter Miranda, and Prospero at a ditUmoe,

Mira, Alas, now! pray you,

Work not so hard ; I would the lightnmg had
Btinit up those logs that you are enioin a to pile I
Pray set it down, and rest you : when this bums,
T will weep for having wearied you ; My father
Is hard at study ; pray now rest yourself;
He 's safe for these three hours.

Fer, O most dear mistress,

The sun will set before I shall discharge
\S'hat I most strive to do.

Mira, If you 11 sit down

1 11 bear yoor logs the while : Pray give me that;
1 11 carry it to the pile.

Eer. No, precious creature:

I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
Than you should such dishonour undergo,
While Isit lazy by.

i/tro. It would become me

As well as it does you: and I should do it
With much more ease; for i^y good will is to It,
And yours it is against.



Pro, Poor worm! thou art tnfeeftM ;

This visitation shows it.

i/tra. You look wearily.

Eer, No, noble mistress; 't is fresh morning
with me.
When you are by at night I do beseech yott,
(Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,)
What is your name ?

Afira, Miranda : — my father

I have broke your best t^ say so !

Eer, Admired Miranda I

Indeed the top of admiration ; worth
What 's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard ; and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues
Have I lik^d several women : never any
With so Aill soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,
And put it to the foil : But you, O you.
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best

Mira, I do not know

One of my sex ; no woman's fiice remember,
Save, from my glass, mine own ; nor have I seen
More that I nuiy call men, than you, good fi i. nd
And my dear father : how features are abroad,
I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,
(The jewel in my dower J I would not wish
Any companion in the world but you ;
Nor can imagination forma shape,
Beside yourself, to like of: But I prattle
Something too wildly, and my father^ precepts
I therein do forget

Eer, I am fai my condition,

A prince, Muranda; I do think, a king;
(I would not sol) and would no more endure
This wooden slavery, than to sufier
The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak:—
The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your service ; there resides
To make me shive to it; and for jroar^Otc T

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An I this patient log-man.

i/ira. Do you love mo?

Fer, hearen^O earth, bear witne^^s to this sound,
And crown wliai I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
What best is boded me, to mischief! I ,
Beyond all lunit of what else i* the world,
Do love, prize, honour yon.

Mira, I am a fool,

To weep at what I am glad of.

Pro, Fair encounter

Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
On that which breeds between them I

fer. Wherefore weep you?

Mim, At mine unworthiness, that dare roi oflTer
What i desire to give; and much less take
What I shall die to want: but this is trifling,
And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk it shows. Uence^ bashful cnnningl
And prompt me, plain and holy innocence!
I am your wife, if you will marry me;
If not 1 11 die your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me; but 1 11 be your servant.
Whether you will or no.

Ftr. Jiij mistress, dearest,

And I thus humble ever.

Mira, My husband then?

Fer» Kj^ with a heart as willing
As bondage e*er of freedom: here^ mv hand.

Mircu And mine, with my heart in t: And now
farewell,
Tai half-an-hour heooe.

Fet» A thousand! thousand I

[Exeunt Feb. and Mib.

Pro, So glad of this as they I cannot be.
Who are surprised with all ; but my rejoicing
At nothing can be more. I 11 to my book ;
For vet, ere supper-time, must I perform
Much business appertaining. [ExiU

SCENE n.—AnoOuar part of the Idand.

EiUef Stbphavo and Triwculo; CALiBAir fil-
lowing with a bottle.

8U. Tell not roe ;~when the butt is out we will
drink water ; not a drop before : therefore bear up,
and board 'em : Servant-monster, drink to me.

TWh. Servant-monster ? the foil v of tliis island I
They say there *b but five upon thb isle : we are
three of them ; if the other two be brained like us,
the state totters.

Ste, Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee;
thy e^ are almost-set in thy head.

TVm. Where should they be set else? he were a
brave monster, indeed, if they were set in his taiL

Ste, M V man-monster hath drowned his tongue
m sack : w- my part, the sea cannot drown me : I
iwam,ers I could recover tlie shore, five-and-thirty
leagues, off and on. By this light, thou shalt bie
my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

TVm. Your lieutenant, if you list; he^ no
standard.

Ste, We U not run, monsieur monster.

TVm. Nor go neither : but you 11 lie, like dogs;
and yet say nothing neither.

Ste, Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou
beest a eood moon-<sUf. [slioe :

CaL How does thy honour ? Let me lick thy
I H not serve him, he is not valiant.

TVm. Thou liest, most ignorant monster ; I am
in case to justle a constable: why, thou deboshed
fish thou, was there ever man a coward that hath
drunk so much sack as I to-d^? Wilt tho9 tell



a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a
monster? [mv lord?

Ciil, Lo, how he mocks me ! wilt thou fet him.

Trin, Lord, quoth he I— that a monster should
be such a natural !

CaL Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I prithee.

Ste, Trincnlo, keep a good tongue in your head,
if you prove a mutineer, the next tree— The pool
monster 's my sabject, and he shall not suffer
indi^ity. [pleasVl

CaL I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be
To hearken once again to the suit I made to tliee ?

Ste, Marry will I : kneel and repeat it : I will
stand, and so shall Trinculo.

Enter AKtELfVwinUe.

CaL As I told thee before, I am subject to a
tyrant;
A sorcerer, that by his conning hath cheated me
Of the bland.

Art. Thou liest

CaL Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou;
I would my valiant master would destroy thee :
I do not lie.

Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble bun any more in
his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some ai
your teeth.

Trm. Why, I said nothing.

Ste. Mum then, and no more. — [7b Gaubaii.*
Proceed.

CaL I say, by sorcenr he got this isle;
From me he got it It thy greatness will
Reven^ it on him— for, I know thou dar*st;
But this thmg dare not

Ste, That a most certain.

Cal. Thou sludt be lord of it and 1 11 serve thee

Ste, How now shall this be compassed ? Cans*
thou bring me to the party "^ [asleep,

CaL Yea, yea, my lord; 1 11 yield him the<
Where thou mayst knock a nail mto his head.

^ri. Thou liest, thou canst not. [patch!—

CaL What a pied ninny 's this! Thou scurvy



I do beseedi thy greatness, gi7e him blows.
And take his bottle from him : when that *8 gone,
He shall drink nought bat brine; for I 11 not



show him
Where the quick freshes are.

Ste, Trinculo, run into no further danger; in-
terrupt the monster one word further, and, by this
hand. 111 turn my mercy out of doors, and make
a stockfish of thee. [further off.

Trin, Why, what did I? I did nothuig; 111 ge

SU. Didst thou not say he lied ?

An, Thou liest

Ste, Do I §o? take thou that [StrikeaMn,] Af
you like this, give me the lie another time.

TVmi. I did not give the lie :— Out o' your wits,
and hearing too ?— A pox o' your bottle! this can
sack and drmking do. — A murrain on your monster
and the devil take your fingers!

CaL Ha,ha.haf

Ste. Now, torward with your tale. Prithee
stand further off.

Cal. Beat him enough ; after a little time,
1 11 beat him too.

Ste. Stand further. — Come, proceed.

CaL Why, as I told thee, t isa custom with him
I* the afternoon to sleep : there thoa mayst brain

him,
Havmg first seiz'd his books j or with a log,
Batter nis skull, or jnunch bun with a stake.
Or cut his wezaiid with thy knife : Remember,
First to posi>ess bis books ; for wit^olit '



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He *a but a sot, as I nm^ nor hath not

One spirit to command : They all do hate him,

As rootedly as I : Burn but his books;

He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them,)

Which, when he has a house, he 11 deck withaL

And that most deeply to consider, is

The beauty of his daughter ; he himself

Calls her a nonpareil : I ne*er saw woman,

But only Syoorax my dam, and she ;

But she as far surparaeth Sycoraz,

As greatest does least

^ Is it so brave a lass?

OaL A V, lord ; she will become thy bed, I war-
lant, and bring thee forth brave brood.

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man : his daughter
Wid I will be king and queen: (save our graces I)
and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys: — Dost
thou like the plot, Irinculo ?

Jiin, Excellent

Ste, Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee :
but while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy
head.

CaL Within this half-hour will he be asleep ;
Wilt thou destroy him then ?

SU, Ay, on mine honour.

Ari, Thb will I tell my master.

OaL Thou mak'st me merry: I am full ot
pleasure;
fjBt US be jocund : Will yon troll the catch
You taught me but while-ere?

Ste. At tliy request, monster, I will do reason,
any reason:
Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Singa,

Flout 'em. and oout 'em ; and »kout*em, and ikrat 'em ;
Thouffbt to free.

CaL That 1i not the tune.

[AxVBLpiajfB the tune on a tabor and pipe,

Ste. What is this game?

Drm, This is the tune of oar catch, played by
the picture of Nobody.

Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy
likeness : if thou beest a devil, take *t as thou list.

TVku 0, forgive me my sins I

8te, He that dies pays all debts : I defy thee '—
Mercy upon us I

CaL Art thou afeard?

Ste, No, monster, not L

OaL Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds, andsweetairSfthatgivedelightand hurt not
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices,
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again : and then, inareaming.
The clouds, methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me ; that when I wak*d
I cried to dream again.

Ste, This will prove a brave kingdom to me,
where I shall have my music for nothing.

CaL When Prospero is destroyed. [story.

Ste, That shall be by and by : I remember the

TVm. The sound is going away : let 's follow it,
and after do our work.

Ste, I^ead, monster; well follow. — I would I
eould see this taborer : he lays it on.

JHn. Wilt come? I U follow Stephano.

[Exeunt,

SCENE 111,-^Anotherpart of the Island.

Fnier Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Qonzalo,

Adrian, Francisco, and oUiers,

Ckm, By V lakin, I can go no further, sir ;

My old bones ache : hero 's a maze trod, indeed,

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patience,
I needs must rest me.

AUm. Old lord, I csnnot blame thea

Who am mjrself much attached with weariness.
To the dulling of my spirits : sit down and rest
Even here I will put off my hoije, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer : he is drown 'd
Whom thus we stray to And; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land : Well, let him go.

Ant. I am right glad that he 's so out of hope.
[Aside to Beb
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd to effect

Seb. The next advantage

Will we take thoroughly.

AnL Let it be to-night ;

For now they are oppressed with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance.
As when they are fresh.

Sd). I say to-night : no more.

Solemn and strange music; and Prospero o&ow,
invisible. Enter several strange Shapes^ bringm§
in a banquet ; they dance about it unth gentle ac-
tions of salutation; and, inviting the King^ <6e.y
to eat, they depart.
Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends,

harkt
Chn. Marvellous sweet music I
Alon, iiive us kind keepers, heayensi What

were these ?
Seb. A living drollery : Now I will believe

That there are unicorns; that in Arabia

There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoBoix

At this hour reigning there.
Ant. 1 11 believe both

And what does else want credit come to me.

And ril be sworn 't is true : Travellers ne'er did lie,

Though fools at home condemn them.

Oon. 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,

Theur manners are more gentle, kind, than of

Our human generation you shall find

Many, nay, almost any.
Pro. Honest lord.

Thou hast said well ; for some of you there present

Are worse than devus. [Aside,

Alon, I cannot too much muse

Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, ex
pressing

^Although they want the use of tongue) a kind

Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pro. Praise in departing. [Aside.

Fran, They vanish'd strangely.

Scb. No matter, since

They have left their viands behind ; for we have
stomachs. —

Will t please you taste of what is here?
Alon. Net L

Oon. Faith, sir, you need not fear : When we
were boys.

Who would believe that there were mountaineeii

Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging
at them

Wallets of flesh ? or that there were such men

Whose heads stood in their breasts ? which noiK
we find.

Each putter-out of five for one will bring us

Qood warrant of.



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Althon^ my last: no matter, since I feel
The best is past :— Brother, mj lord the duke,
Stand to, and do as we.



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He vanishea in thunder: theOf to tojt nnuu, enter
the Shapes again, anddancetoUh mop$ andmowes,
and carry out Ute taUe,



TktmderandUghtning, Enter XmxL^Kkeaharpp;
dofe his vinffs upon the taUe, and, with a quamt
daieSf the banquet vanishes.

Art, You are three men of sin, whom destinj
fTbat hath to instrument this lower world,
And what b 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 ;
[Seeing Alon., Seb., <fic., draw their swords.
And even with such-like valour, men hang aiid

drown
Their proper selves. You fools I I and my fellows
Are nunisters of fate; the elements.
Of whom your swords are tempered, 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 oould hurt,
Your swords are now too nmssy for your strengths,
And will not be uplifted : But, remember,
jFor that Ts my business to you,) that you three
From Milan aid supplant good Prospero :
£xpo8*d unto the sea, which hath re^uit it,
Him and his innocent child : for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens*d the seas and shores, yea all the creatures,
Against your peace : Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
They have uereft ; and do pronounce, by me,
LingYing perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once) sliall step by step attend [from
You, and your ways ; whose wraths to guard you
fWhich here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads) is nothing, but heart's sorrow.
And a clear life ensuing.



Pro. Bravely the figure of this harpr hast thou
Performed, my Ariel ; a grace it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou nothing "hated.
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 my lov'd darling.

[Exit Puos. from above,

Qon. r the name of something holy, sir, why
stand you
In this strange stare?

Alon, 0, it is monstrous I monstrous I

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, pronouncu
The name of Prosper ; it did oass my trespass.
Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and
1 11 seek him deeper than e*er plunmiet toundcd^
And with him there lie muddeo. [Exit,

Seb. But one fiend at a time,

1 71 fight their legions o'er.

Ant, 111 be thy second.

[Exetmt Seb. and Amt.

Oon, All three of them are desperate; their great
guilty
Like poison given to work a great time after,
Now 'gins to bite the spirits : —I do beseech you,
That are of suppler jomts, fol'ow them swiftly.
And hinder tiiem from what this ecstaoy
May now provoke them to.

Adr, Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt.



ACT IV.



SCENE L—£^ore Prospero'i CeO,

Enter Prospebo, Ferdinand, and Miranda.

Pro, If I have too ansterely punished you,
Tour compensation makes amends ; for I
Have given you here a thread of mine own life.
Or that for which I live ; whom once again
I tender to thy hand : all tliv vexations
Were but my trials of thy love, and thou
Hast strangely stood the test : Here, afore heaven^
I ratify this my rich gift. Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me that I boast her off.
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
And make it halt behind her.

EtT, I do believe it,

Against an oracle.

Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acqubition
Worthily purchased, take my daughter : But
U thou dost break her virgm knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be minister'd.
No sweet aspersion ^jiall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow : but barren hate,
Sour-ey'd disdain, and disconl, shall bestrew
The union of vour bed with weeds so loathly
That you shall hate it both : therefore take heed,
As Hymen's lamps shall light you.

Eer, As I hope

For quiet days, fair issue, and long life.
With such love as *t is now, the murkiest do7\.



The most opportune place, the strongest suggestion

Our worser genius can, shall never melt

Mine honour into lust ; to take away

The edge of that da^'s celebration.

When I shall tlunk, or Phcsbus' steeds are

foundered.
Or night kept chained below.

Pro. Fairly spoke :

Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own. —
What, Ariel ; my industrious servant, Ariel I
Enter Ariel.

An, What would my potent master? here I am.

Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your Ust
service
Did worthify perform ; and I must use you
In such another trick : go, bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this place :
Incite them to quick motion ; tor I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mme art ; it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.

ArL Presently?

Pro, Ay, with n twiuk.

ArL Before you can say, Come, and Go,
And breathe twice ; and cry. So, so ;
Each one, tripping on his toe.
Will be here with mop and mowe:
Do you love me, master? no.

Pro, Dearly, my delicate Ariel: po^ot.Tmwroa^
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l^il thoQ dost hear me. call.

Ari, Well, I conceive. [Exit,

Pro, Look thou bo true: do not give dalliance
Too mach the rein: the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious^
Or else good night jour vowl

Fer, I warrant you, ib,

The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.

Pro. Well.—

Now come, my Ariel : bring a coro arv,
Rather thou want a spirit : appear, ana pertly. —
No tongue ; all eyes ; be silent [&ifi mune,

A Maaque, Enter Isca^

Iris, Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease :
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatch*d Mrith stover, them to

keep;
Thy banks with pioned and twilled brims,
Which spongy April at thy best betrims.
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy

broom groves.
Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves.
Being lass-lorn : thy pole-clipp*d vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, sterilj ana rocky-hard.
Where thou thyself dost air : The queen o* the sky.
Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I,
Bids thee leave these;. and with her sovereign



Here on tliis grass-plot, in this veiy place^
To oome and sport : her peacocks fly amam :
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.

Enter CzKEA,

Cer. Hail, many-colour*d messenger, that ne*or
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter ;
Who, with tliy saflV'on wings, upon my flowers
Difl\isest honey -drops, refreshing showers ;
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky acres, and my unshrubb'd down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth: Why hath thy

aueen
8ammoD*d me hither, to this short-grass'd green?

Iris, A contract of true love to celebrate ;
And some donation freely to estate
On the bless'd lovers.

Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow,

If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know.
Do now attend the oueen? Shice they did plot
The means that dusky Dis my daughter got,
Her and her blmd boy's soanaal'd company
I have forsworn.

lri». Of her society

Be not afraid ; I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paplio? ; and her son
Doye-drawn witli her : here thought they to have



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