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Gon. All three of them are deperate; their great guilt, Like poison givine There is no room head of Life is a phrase most frequent with him."
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
(Exit. Seb. But one fiend at a time, I'll fight their legions o'er. Ant. I'll be thy second.
[Exeunt.
16**, ;! Now 'gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you, ?116
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly; Uli And hinder them from what this ecstasy May now provnke them too. Adri. Follow, I pray you.
13101 A C T IV.
Rewlich won ti SCENE, Profpero's Cell.°333!! A
vir my Enter Prospero, Ferdinand, and Miranda : 1
9.1. PRO'S PER O.
;;';9.492 F I have too aufterely punish?d you,
Your compensation makes amends; for I 108 ?I Have giv’n you here a thread of mine own life'; (24) 2A (24)
NTT for I Tave gia'n you here a third of my cawn life,] Thus all the im-11 pressions in general; but way is the only a tbird of his own life? T He had no wife living, nor any other child, to'rob her of a share in his affection: So that we may reckon her at leaf balf of himself, Nor could he intend, that he lov'd himself twice as much as he did A her; for he immediately subjvins, that it was $be for whom be liv'dot In Othelio, when Iago alarms the Senator with the loss of his daughter, v he tells him, 8! 52 Your heart is burst, you have loft balf your foul.
ngis And dimidium animæ meæ is the current language on fueh" occafrons.
doubt, but I have restor’d to the Poet his true reading; and Co in K. Henry V.
And let not Bardolfe's vital tbread be cut With edge of
penny
cord. , Henry VI. had not churchmen pray’d, His ebread of life had not so soon decay'd,
2 Henry
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Or that, for which I live; whom once again I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou
1.16 Haft ftrangely stood the test. Here, afore heaven, I ratify this my rich gift ; O 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.
Fer. I believe it, Against an oracle.
Pro. Then as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter. But If thou doit break her virgin-knot, before All fanctimonious ceremonies may With full and holy rite be minifter’d, No sweet afperfions Mall the heav'ns let fall To make this contract głow: but barren hate, Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord shall bestrew The union of your bed with weeds ro loathly, That you shall hare it both: therefore take heed, As Hymen's lamps shall light you.
Fér. As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den, The most opportune place, the strong'it suggestion Our worser Genius can, fhall never melt Mine honour into lust; to take away The edge of that day's celebration, When I shall think or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, Or night kept chain'd below. verdere . * .22
Pro. Fairly spoke. Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own. What, Ariel; my industrious fervant, Ariel-
Enter Ariel. Ari. What would my potent mafter here I am. 2. Henry VI. Argo, their tbread of life is spun. Othelio.
I'm glad, thy father's dead; Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief. Shore his old bread in twain.
Pro.
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Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last fervice: Did worthily 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, for I must Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise, And they expect it from me.
Ari. Prefently Pro. Ay, with a twink.,
Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go, And breathe twice; and cry, fo, foi Each one, tripping on his toeg.: Will be here with mop and mow), Do you love me, maker? no?..
Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel; do not approach, 'Till thou dost here me call.
Ari, Well, I conceive,
Pro. Look, thou be true ; do not give dalliance Too much the reiu ; the strongest oaths are straw. To th' fire i'th' blood : be more abftemious, put. A Or else, good-night, your vow! Lit
Fer. I warrant youl, Sir ; The white, cold, virgin-fnaw upon my heart... i li Atates the ardour of my liver.
* Wool Pro, Well. Now come, my Ariel ; bring a corollary, Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.to No tongue;
all eyes į be filent. [To Ferdinand
[Soft Mufica A MASQUE
Enter Iris, 9non gusal
Iris. Ceres, most bounteous Lady, thy rich leas? Cf wheat, rye, barley, fetches, oats, and pease ; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibling theep, And fat meads thatch'd with ftover, them to keep; Thy banks with pioned, and tulip'd brims, Which spungy Aprihat thy hef betrims, [groves, To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom- Whose Ohadow the dismissed batchelor lover,
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Being lass-lorn; thy pole-chipt vineyard, And thy sea-marge sferil, and rocky hard, Where thou thyself do'st air; the Queen o'th' sky, Whose wat'ry arch and messenger am 1, Bids thee leave these; and with her foy'reign graces Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, To come and sport; her peacocks fly amain : Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain,
Enter Ceres.
Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er: Do'st disobey the wife of Jupiter: 1!?? Who, with thy faffron wings, upon my flowers. Diffuseft honey drops, refreshing Mhowers; And with each end of thy blue bow do'st crown My bosky acres, and my unthrub'd down, Rich scarf to my proud earth; why hath thy Qiseen Sonnon'd me hither, to this thort-grass green->
Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate, . ?! And some donation freely to estatek On the bless'd lovers."
Cer. Tell me, heav'nly bow, If Venus or her son, lastbou do'st know, Do now attend the Queen : since they did plot The means, that dulky Dis my daughter got ;, Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company I have forsworn.
Iris. Of her society Be not afraid ; I met her deity Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son Dove-drawn with her; here thought they to have done Some wanton charm upon this man and maid, Whose vows are, that no bed-right shall be paid "Till Hymen's torch be lighted ; but in vain is dit Mars's hot minion is return'd again ;
1st bra Her waspish-headed fon has broke his arrows; VIT Swears, he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows, And be a boy right-out.
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Ger. High Queen of state, Great Juno, comes ; I know her by her gate.
[fono defcends, and enters: · Jun. How does my bounteous fifter?
with me To bless this twain, that they may prosp'rous be, And honour'd in their iffue. 7.n. Honour, riches, marriage blessing.
Long continuance and encreasing, Hourly joys be still upon you ;
Jung hings her bleflings on you : Cer. Earth's increase, and foyfon-plenty, (25)
Barns and garners never empty, . Vines, with cluftring bunches growing. Plants, with goodly burthen bowing; Spring come to you, at the fartheit, In the very end of harvest; Scarcity and want shall phun you ;
Ceres's blessing so is on you. Fer. This is a moft majestic vision, and Harmonious charmingly: may I be bold To think these spirits?
Pre. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'a to enact (26) My present fancies.
Fer, (25). Earıb's Increase. ). All the editions, that I have ever seen, concur in placing this whole fonnet to Juno: but very abfurdly, in my opinion, I believe, every accurate reader, who is acquainted with poetical history, and the distinct offices of these two goddesses, and who then seriously reads over our Author's lines, will agree with me, tha: Ceres's name ought to have been placed where I have now prefix'd it.
(26) I bave from all their confines ] This all is obtruded upon us by the nice ears of our modern editors, who were for helping the verke, upon a supposition that the accene in confines must needs be upon the first syllable: But the practice of our Poet is against them; and therefore I have restor’d him to his own reading. Sec As you like it.
At 2. Sc. 1. And yet it isks me, the poor dappled fools ; Bein; native burghers of this desart city, Shouldy in their own confines,
K Jabat.
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