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- ACT FOUR THE TEMPEST scene one
Prospero. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
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.
ArieL Presently?
Prospero. Ay, with a twink.
Ariel.
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 mow.
Do you love me, master? no?
Prospero. Dearly, my delicate Ariel. Do not approach
Till thou dost hear me call.
Ariel. Well, I conceive. [Exit.
Prospero. Look thou be true ; do not give dalliance
Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood : be more abstemious.
Or else, good night your vow !
Ferdinand. I warrant you, sir;
The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.
Prospero. Well.
Now come, my Ariel ! bring a corollary.
Rather than want a spirit : appear, and pertly !
No tongue ! all eyes ! be silent. [Soft music.
[Enter Iris.]
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 with stover, them to keep ;
Thy banks with pioned and twilled brim.s,
Which spongy April at thy best betrims.
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns ; and thy broom-
groves.
Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,
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