Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing. Seb. Why, how now, Stephano? Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp. Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd on. [Pointing to CALIBAN. Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, As in his shape :-Go, sirrah, to my cell; Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, And worship this dull fool? Pro. Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it. Seb. Or stole it, rather. [Exe.CAL. STE. & TRIN. Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd ; To hear the story of your life, which must Pro. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, And sails so expeditious, that shall catch Your royal fleet far off.-My Ariel ;-chick,- Be free, and fare thou well! [Aside.]-Please you draw near. [Exeunt. Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own ; Or sent to Naples: Let me not, Unless I be reliev'd by pray'r ;2 As you from crimes would pardon'd be, [1] By your applause, by clapping hands. Noise was supposed to dissolve a spell. STEEV. [2] This alludes to the old stories told of the despair of necromancers in their last moments, and of the efficacy of the prayers of their friends for them. WARB. |