old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed,
Through forth-rights[430-2] and meanders![430-3] by your patience,
I needs must rest me.

_Alon._ Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am myself attach'd with[430-4] weariness,
To th' dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate[430-5] search on land. Well, let him go.

_Anto._ [_Aside to SEBAS._] I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
Do not, for one repulse, forgo the purpose
That you resolved t' effect.

_Sebas._ [_Aside to ANTO._] The next advantage
Will we take throughly.[430-6]

_Anto._ [_Aside to SEBAS._] Let it be to-night.
For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance
As when they're fresh.

_Sebas._ [_Aside to ANTO._] I say, to-night: no more.
[_Solemn and strange music._

_Alon._ What harmony is this? My good friends, hark!

_Gonza._ Marvellous sweet music!

_Enter PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter, below, several strange
Shapes, bringing in a Banquet: they dance about it with gentle
actions of salutation; and, inviting the KING, &c., to eat, they
depart._

_Alon._ Give us kind keepers, Heavens!--
What were these?

_Sebas._ A living drollery.[431-7] Now I will believe
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix throne;[431-8] one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.

_Anto._ I'll believe both;
And what does else want credit, come to me,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true; travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn 'em.

_Gonza._ If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say I saw such islanders,--
For, certes,[431-9] these are people of the island,--
Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,
Their manners are more gentle-kind than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.

_Pros._ [_Aside._] Honest lord,
Thou hast said well; for some of you there present
Are worse than devils.

_Alon._ I cannot too much muse[432-10]
Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing--
Although the