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.