And yet fo faft afleep. Ant. Noble Sebastian, Thou let'ft thy fortune fleep, die rather; wink't Whiles thou art waking. Seb. Thou doft fnore distinctly; There's meaning in thy fnores. Ant. I am more serious than my cuftom: you Seb. Well; I am standing water. Hereditary floth inftructs me.. If you but knew, how you the purpofe cherifh, Seb. Pr'ythee, fay on: The fetting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim int. Thus, fir: Although this lord of weak remembrance, this, (Who fhall be as little memory, When he is earth'd) hath here almoft perfuaded (For he's a fpirit of perfuafion, only Profeffes to perfuade) the king, his fon's alive; 'Tis as impoffible that he's undrown'd, As he, that fleeps here, fwims. Seb. I have no hope That he's undrown'd, Ant. O, out of that no hope, What What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is Another way fo high an hope, that even Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, But doubts difcovery there. Will you grant with me That Ferdinand is drown'd? Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; the that dwells Ten leagues beyond man's life; the that from Naples Can have no note, unlefs the fun were poft, (The man i' the moon's too flow) 'till new-born chins Be rough and razorable; fhè, from whom We were all fea-fwallow'd, though fome caft again; And, by that deftiny, to perform an act, Whereof, what's paft, is prologue; what to come, In yours, and my discharge. Seb. What ftuff is this?-How fay you? 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; So is the heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions There is fome space. Ant. A fpace, whofe every cubit Seems to cry out, How fhall that Claribel Than now they are: There be that can rule Naples, As this Gonzalo; I myself could make A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore The The mind that I do! what a fleep were this For your advancement? Do you understand me! Seb. Methinks, I do. Ant. And how does your content Tender your own good fortune? Seb. I remember You did fupplant your brother Profpero. And, look, how well my garments fit upon me ; Ant. Ay, fir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, If he were that which now he's like, that's dead; Seb. Thy cafe, dear friend, Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, Ant. Draw together: And when I rear my hand, do you the like. Το To fall it on Gonzalo. Seb. O, but one word. [They converfe apart. Enter ARIEL, with mufick and fong. 1 Ari. My mafter through his art forefees the dan ger, That you, his friend, are in; and fends me forth (For elfe his project dies) to keep them living. [Sings in GONZALO's car. While you here do fnoring lie, His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Ant. Then let us both be fudden. Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! [They wake. Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you Wherefore this ghaftly looking? Gon. What's the matter? [drawn? Seb. Whiles we ftood here fecuring your repofe, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing, Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? It ftrook mine ear most terribly. Alon. I heard nothing. Ant. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; To make an earthquake! fure, it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo ? Gon. Upon my honour, fir, I heard a humming, And that a ftrange one too, which did awake me : I fhak'd you, fir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd, I saw their weapons drawn:—there was a noise, That's Aa II. That's verity: 'Tis best we stand upon our guard; Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons. Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make furFor my poor fon. [ther fearch Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts! For he is, fure, i' the ifland. Alon. Lead away. Ari. Profpero, my lord, fhall know what I have done. So king, go fafely on to feek thy fon. [Afide. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Another Part of the Island. Enter CALIBAN with a burden of wood: A noife of thunder heard. Cal. All the infections that the fun fucks up Sometime like apes. that moe and chatter at me, Enter TRINCULO. Here comes a fpirit of his; and to torment me, |