The Tempest
ACT III
SCENE 3.
[Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco]
GONZALO
[To ALONSO]
1 By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir;
My old bones ache: here's a maze trod indeed
3 Through forth-rights and meanders! By your patience,
I needs must rest me.
ALONSO
Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
5 Who am myself attach'd with weariness,
6 To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.
7 Even here I will put off my hope and keep it
8 No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd
Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks
10 Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.
ANTONIO
[Aside to SEBASTIAN]
I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
12 Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolved to effect.
SEBASTIAN
[Aside to ANTONIO]
The next advantage Will we take throughly.
ANTONIO
[Aside to SEBASTIAN]
Let it be to-night;
15 For, now they are oppress'd with travail, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance
As when they are fresh.
SEBASTIAN
[Aside to ANTONIO]
I say, to-night: no more.
Solemn and strange music
ALONSO
What harmony is this? My good friends, hark!
GONZALO
Marvellous sweet music!
[Enter PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet;
they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King and company
to eat, they depart]
ALONSO
20 Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these?
SEBASTIAN
21 A living drollery. Now I will believe
That there are unicorns, that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix' throne, one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.
ANTONIO
I'll believe both;
25 And what does else want credit, come to me,
26 And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn 'em.
GONZALO
If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say, I saw such islanders--
30 For, certes, these are people of the island--
Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,
32 Their manners are more gentle-kind than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.
PROSPERO
[Aside] Honest lord,
Thou hast said well; for some of you there present
Are worse than devils.
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