to you:[401-33] so
you may continue, and laugh at nothing still.

_Anto._ What a blow was there given!

_Sebas._ An it had not fallen flat-long.[401-34]

_Gonza._ You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you would lift the Moon out
of her sphere, if she would[402-35] continue in it five weeks without
changing.

_Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing solemn music._

_Sebas._ We would so, and then go a-bat-fowling.[402-36]

_Anto._ Nay, good my lord, be not angry.

_Gonza._ No, I warrant you; I will not adventure[402-37] my discretion
so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep? for I am very heavy.

_Anto._ Go sleep, and hear us not.

[_All sleep[402-38] but ALON., SEBAS., and ANTO._

_Alon._ What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes
Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I find
They are inclined to do so.

_Sebas._ Please you, sir,
Do not omit[402-39] the heavy offer of it:
It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,
It is a comforter.

_Anto._ We two, my lord,
Will guard your person while you take your rest,
And watch your safety.

_Alon._ Thank you.--Wondrous heavy.[403-40]
[_ALONSO sleeps. Exit ARIEL._

_Sebas._ What a strange drowsiness possesses them!

[Illustration: ANTONIO AND SEBASTIAN PLOTTING]

_Anto._ It is the quality o' the climate.

_Sebas._ Why
Doth it not, then, our eyelids sink? I find not
Myself disposed to sleep.

_Anto._ Nor I; my spirits are nimble.
They[404-41] fell together all, as by consent;
They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might,
Worthy Sebastian, O, what might![404-42] No more:
And yet methinks I see it in thy face,
What thou shouldst be: th' occasion speaks thee;[404-43] and
My strong imagination sees a crown
Dropping upon thy head.

_Sebas._ What, art thou waking?

_Anto._ Do you not hear me speak?

_Sebas._ I do: and surely
It is a sleepy language, and thou speak'st
Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say?
This is a strange repose, to be asleep
With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving,
And yet so fast asleep.

_Anto._ Noble Sebastian,
Thou lett'st thy fortune sleep,--die rather; wink'st
Whiles thou art waking.[404-44]

_Sebas._