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iend, are in; and sends me forth-- For else his project dies--to keep thee living. [_Sings in GONZALO'S ear._ While you here do snoring lie, Open-eyed conspiracy His time doth take. If of life you keep a care, Shake off slumber, and beware: Awake! Awake! _Anto._ Then let us both be sudden. _Gonza._ [_Waking._] Now, good angels Preserve the King!--[_To SEBAS. and ANTO._] Why, how now!--[_To ALON._] Ho, awake!-- [_To SEBAS. and ANTO._] Why are you drawn?[409-74] wherefore this ghastly looking?[409-75] _Alon._ [_Waking._] What's the matter? _Sebas._ Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions: did't not wake you? It struck mine ear most terribly. _Alon._ I heard nothing. _Anto._ O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear, To make an earthquake! sure, it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. _Alon._ Heard you this, Gonzalo? _Gonza._ Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming, And that a strange one too, which did awake me: I shaked you, sir, and cried: as mine eyes open'd, I saw their weapons drawn: there was a noise, 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 further search For my poor son. _Gonza._ Heavens keep him from these beasts! For he is, sure, i' the island. _Alon._ Lead away. [_Exit with the others._ _Ari._ Prospero my lord shall know what I have done:-- So, King, go safely on to seek thy son. [_Exit._ SCENE II.--_Another part of the Island._ _Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood. A noise of Thunder heard._ _Cal._ All the infections that the Sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him By inch-meal[410-1] a disease! His spirits hear me, And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch, Fright me with urchin-shows,[410-2] pitch me i' the mire, Nor lead me, like a fire-brand,[410-3] in the dark Out of my way, unless he bid 'em: but For every trifle are they set upon me; Sometime[410-4] like apes, that mow[410-5] and chatter a
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