Act five, Scene one, before the cell of Prospero, enter Prospero in his magic robes, and Ariel, now does my project gather to a head? My charms crack, not my spirits obey, and time goes upright with his carriage. How's the day on the sixth hour? At which time, my lord, you said our work should cease? I did say so when
first I raised the tempest? Say my spirit? How fears? The King and his followers confine together in the same fashion as you gave charge, just as you left them, all prisoners, sir, in the line grove which weather fends your cell, they cannot budge to your release. The King, his brother, and yours abide, all three distracted, and the remainder mourning over them, brimful of sorrow and dismay, But chiefly him that you termed, sir, that good old Lord Gonzalo. His tears run down his beard
like winter's drops from eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly worksome, that if you now behold them, You're fictions would become tender. Dost thou think so? Spirit? Mine would, sir, were I human? And mine shall hast thou which art but air a touch of feeling of their afflictions, and shall not myself one of their kind that relish all as sharply passion, as they be kindlier moved than thou art. Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick. Yet with my nobler reason gainst my fury,
do I take part. The rarer action is in virtue than in vengeance. They, being penitent, the sole drift of my purpose, doth extend not a frown further. Go release the maial my charms. I'll break their senses, I'll restore, and they shall be themselves. I'll fetch them, sir, ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, and ye that on the sands with printless foot, do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him when he comes back. You demi puppets that by moonshine do
the green sour ringlets make whereof the ew not bites. And you whose pastime is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice to hear the solemn curfew, by whose aid, weak masters, though ye be I have bedimm'd the noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds and TwixT the green sea and the azured vault,
set roaring war to the dread rattling thunder. Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak with his own bolt the strong based promontory, have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up the pine and cedar graves at my command have waked their sleepers oak'd and let em forth by my so potent art.
But this rough magic I here abjure, And when I have required some heavenly music, which even now I do to work mine end upon their senses that this airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, bury it certain fathoms in the earth, and deeper than ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book solemn music re enter Ariel. Before then Alonso with a frantic gesture, attended by Gonzalo, Sebastian, and Antonio, in like manner attended by Adrian
and Francisco. They all enter the circle which Prospero had made, and there stand charmed, which Prospero, observing, speaks a solemn air and the best comforter to an unsettled fancy cure. Thy brains now useless, boiled within thy
skull there stand, for you are spells stopped. Holy Gonzalo, honorable man, mine eyes even sociable to the show of thine fall fellowly drops, the charm dissolves apace, and as the morning steals upon the night, melting the darkness, so their rising senses begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle their clearer reason. O, good Gonzalo, my true preserver and a loyal sir to him, Thou followest, I will pay thy graces home, both in word and deed, most cruelly did'st thou, Alonso, use me and my
daughter. Thy brother was a furtherer in the act Thou art pinched for it. Now Sebastian, flesh and blood, you brother mine, that entertained ambition, expelled remorse and nature, who with Sebastian, whose inward inches therefore are most strong, would here have killed your king. I do forgive thee unnatural, though thou art, Their understanding begins to swell, and the approaching tide will shortly fill the reasonable shore that now lies foul and muddy. Not one
of them that yet looks on me or would know me. Ariel, fetch me the hat and rape here in my cell, I will discase me and myself present as I was sometime Milan. Quickly, spirit, thou shalt erelong be free. Ariel sings and helps to attire him. Where the bee sucks, there suck I in a cowslips bell. I lie there, I couch when owls do cry on the bat's back. I do fly after summer merrily, merrily, merrily. Shall I live now under the blossom that hangs on
the bough? Oh, why that's my dainty, Ariel, I shall miss thee. Yet thou shalt have freedom, so so so to the King's ship. Invisible as thou art there, shalt thou find the mariners asleep under the hatches. The master and the bo's'un being awake, enforce them to this place. And presently I prithee, I drink the air before me and return or e'er your pulse twice beat. I'll torment, trouble, wonder and amazement and
habits. Here some heavenly power guide us out of this fearful country. Behold Sir King the round Duke of Milan prospero for more assurance that a living prince does now speak to THEE, I embrace thy body, and to THEE and thy company I bid a hearty welcome. Whether thou beast he or no, or some enchanted trifle to abuse me as late I have been, I not know thy pulse beats as of flesh and blood. And since I saw THEE, the affliction of my mind amends with which I fear a madness held me.
This must grave. And if this be at all a most strange story, thy duke to my resign, and do entreat thou pardon me my wrongs. But how should prospero be living? And be here? First, noble friend, let me embrace thine age, whose honor cannot be measured or confined. Whether this be or be not, I'll not swear you do yet taste some subtleties of the isle that will not let you believe things certain welcome,
my friends, all aside to Sebastian and Antonio. But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, I here could pluck His Highness, frown upon you and justify you traitors. At this time I will tell no tales aside the devil speaks in him. No for you, most wicked, sir, whom to call brother would even infect my mouth. I do forgive thy rankest fault all of them, and require my dukedom of thee, which perforce I know thou must restore. If thou beast prospero give us particulars of
thy preservation. How thou hast met us here, who three hours since were wrecked upon this shore where I have lost? How sharp the point of this remembrance is my dear son Ferdinand. I am woe for it, sir, irreparable is the loss, and patience says it is past her cure. I rather think you have not sought her help of whose soft grace for the like
loss? I have her sovereign aid, and rest my self content you the like loss as great to me, as late and supportable to make the dear loss have I means much weaker than you may call to comfort you, For I have lost my daughter, a daughter. Oh heavens that they were living both in Naples, the king and queen there. That they were, I wish myself were mudded in that oozy bed where my son lies. When did
you lose your daughter? In this last tempest? I perceive these lords that this encounter do so much admire that they devour their reason and scarce think. Their eyes do offices of truth. Their words are natural breath. But howsoe'er you have been justtled from your senses? No, for certain that I am Prospero, and that very duke which was thrust forth of Milan, who most strangely upon this shore where you were wrecked, was landed to be the lord
on it. No more yet of this, for tis a chronicle of day by day, not a relation for a breakfast, nor befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir, This sells my court. Here have I few attendants and subjects none abroad. Pray you look in my dukedom. Since you have given me again, I will requite you with as good a thing. At least, bring forth a wonder to content ye as much as me my dukedom. Here, Prospero discovers Ferdinand and Miranda playing at chess. Sweet Lord,
do you play me false? No, my dearest love, I would not for the world. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle, and I would call it fair play. If this prove a vision of the island, one, dear son, shall I twice lose a most high midcal Though the seas threatened, they are merciful. I have cursed them without cause. Niels, Now all the blessings of a glad father compass thee about arise and say, how thou camest here? Oh wonder how many goodly creatures are
there here? How beauteous mankind? Is? Oh? Brave new world that has such people in it? Tis new to thee. What is this Maide with whom thou wast at play? Your elset acquaintance cannot be three hours? Is she the goddess that hath severed us and brought us thus together? Sir? She is mortal, but by immortal providence she's mine. I chose her when I could not ask my father for his advice, nor thought I had
one. She is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan, of whom so often I have heard renown but never saw before, of whom I have received a second life and second father. This lady makes him to me. I am hers. But oh how oddly will it sound that I must ask my child forgiveness? There? Sir? Stop, let us not brithen her remembrances with a heaviness that's gone. I have inly wept, or should have spoken heer this. Look down, you gods, an honest couple, drop of
blessed crown. For it is you that have chalked forth the way which brought us hither. I say a men, Gonzalo was Milan, thrust from Milan, that his issues should become kings of Naples, or rejoice beyond a common joy and set it down with gold unlasting pillars. In one voyage did Clarabelle her husband find it tunus, and Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife where he himself was lost prospero his dukedom in a poor isle, and all of us ourselves, when no man was his own. To Ferdinand and Miranda,
give me your hands. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart that doth not wish you joy be it? So ahmen re enter Ariel with the master and the bo'sun amazedly following, Oh, look, sir, look sir, here is more of us. I prophesied, if a gallows were on land, this fellow could not drown. Now blasphemy that swearest grace or board,
not an oath on shore. Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news the best news is that we have safely found our king and company, the next our ship, which but three glasses, since we gave out split his tight and yarn, and bravely rigged as when we first put out to sea, assigned to Prospero, Sir, all this service have I done since I went assigned to Ariel, my tricksy spirit, These are not natural events. They strengthened from strange to stranger. Say how came you hither?
If I did think, sir, I were well awake, I'll strive to tell you we were dead of sleep. And how we know? Not all clapped under hatches where but even now was strange, and several noises of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains, and more diversity of sounds, all horrible. We were waked straightway at liberty. Were we in all her trim, freshly beheld our royal, good and gallant ship, our master capering
to eye her on a trace. So please you. Even in a dream where we divided from them and were brought moping hither assigned to Prospero, was well done. Assigned to Ariel, bravely, my diligence, thou shalt be free This is a strange Amaze's am and trod. There is in this business more than nature was ever conduct of some oracle must rectify our knowledge. Sir, my liege, do not infest your mind with beating on the strangeness of
this business. At picked leisure, which shall be shortly single. I'll resolve you which to you shall seem probable of every these happened accidents, till when be cheerful and think of each thing well assigned to Ariel, Come hither, spirit set Caliban and his companions free untie the spell. How fares my gracious sir, There are yet missing of your company, some few odd lads that you remember not re enter aerial driving in Caliban, Stefano and Trinchiolo in their
stolen apparel. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself, for all is but fortune. Curraggio, buoy monster, Curraggio. If these speech hue spies with which I wear my head, here's a goodly sight, Oh subtables, these be brave spirits. Indeed, oh fine, my masters, I'm afraid he will chastise me. Ha ha, What things are these? My lord Antonio? Will leney buy em very
like. One of them is a plain fish ano outmarketable mark. But the badges of these men, my lords, then say, if they be true? This misshapen knave, his mother was a witch, and one so strong that could control the moon, make floes and ebbs, and deal in her command without her power. These three have robbed me, and this demi devil, for he's a bastard. One had plotted with them to take my life. Two of these fellows, you must know and own this thing of darkness.
I acknowledge mine. I shall be pitched to death. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler. He is drunk now we hadd he wine and Drinkilo is reeling ripe. Where should they find this grand liquor that hath gilded them? How camest thou in this pickle? I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last. I fear me will never out of my bones. I shall not fear fly blowing. Why how now, Stefano,
oh touch me? Not? I am not Stephano but a cramp. You'd be king of the isle, Sarah, I should have been a sore one. Then this is a strange thing, as ere I looked on, pointing to Caliban. He is as disproportioned in his manners as in his shape. Go, Sarah to my cell, take with you your companions, as you look to have my pardon, trim it handsomely. Ay that I will,
and I'll be wise hereafter, and seek for grass. What a thrice double ass was I to take this drunkard for a god worship this doleful Go to away, hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it or stole it, rather exuent Caliban, Stefano and Trincilo, Sir, I invite your highness and your train to my poor cell, where you shall take your rest for this one night. Which part of it i'll waste with such discourse as I not doubt shall make it go quick away? The story of my life and
the particular accident gone by since I came to this aisle. And in the morn I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, where I have hope to see the nuptial of these our dear beloved solemnized. And thence retire me to my milun, where every third thought shall be my grave.
I long to hear the story of your life which must take thee ear strangely, I'll deliver all and promise you calm seas auspicious gales, and sail so expeditious that shall catch your royal fleet far off assigned to Ariel my arieal check that is thy charge. Then to the elements, be free and fare thou well, please you draw near end of Act five epilog spoken by Prospero. Now my charms are all o'erthrown, and what strength I have smine own,
which is most faint? Now tis true I must be here confined by you or sent to naples. Let me not, since I have my dukedom got and pardoned. The deceiver dwell on this bare island by your spell. But release me from my bands with the help of your good hands, gentle breath of yours, my sails must fill or else my project fails, which was
to please. Now I want spirits to enforce, art to enchant, and my ending is despair unless I be relieved by prayer, which pierces so that it has salt's mercy itself and frees all faults, as you from crimes would pardoned. Be Let your indulgence set me free. End of epilog