_Ariel._ Was it well done, my lord? _Prosp._ Rarely, my diligence. _Gonz._ But pray, sir, what are those mis-shapen creatures? _Prosp._ Their mother was a witch; and one so strong, She would controul the moon, make flows and ebbs, And deal in her command without her power. _Syc._ O Setebos! these be brave spirits indeed. _Prosp._ Go, sirrah, to my cell, and, as you hope For pardon, trim it up. [_To_ CALIB. _Calib._ Most carefully. I will be wise hereafter. What a dull fool was I, to take those drunkards For gods, when such as these were in the world? _Prosp._ Sir, I invite your highness and your train To my poor cave this night; a part of which I will employ, in telling you my story. _Alon._ No doubt it must be strangely taking, sir. _Prosp._ When the morn draws, I'll bring you to your ship, And promise you calm seas, and happy gales. My Ariel, that's thy charge: Then to the elements Be free, and fare thee well! _Ariel._ I'll do it, master. _Prosp._ Now, to make amends For the rough treatment you have found to-day, I'll entertain you with my magic art; I'll, by my power, transform this place, and call Up those, that shall make good my promise to you. SCENE II.--_Changes to the Rocks, with the arch of Rocks, and calm Sea. Music playing on the Rocks._ _Prosp._ Neptune, and your fair Amphitrite, rise; Oceanus, with your Tethys too, appear; All ye sea-gods, and goddesses, appear! Come, all ye Tritons; all ye Nereids, come, And teach your saucy element to obey: For you have princes now to entertain, And unsoiled beauties, with fresh youthful lovers. NEPTUNE, AMPHITRITE, OCEANUS _and_ TETHYS, _appear in a Chariot drawn with Sea-horses; on each side of the Chariot, Sea-Gods, and Goddesses, Tritons, and Nereids_. _Alon._ This is prodigious! _Anto._ Ah! what amazing objects do we see? _Gonz._ This art doth much exceed all human skill. SONG. Amph. _My lord, great Neptune, for my sake, Of these bright beauties pity take; And to the rest allow Your mercy too. Let this enraged element be still, Let Æolus obey my will: Let him his boisterous prisoners safely keep In their dark caverns; and no more Let them disturb the bosom of the deep, Till these arrive upon their wished-for shore._ Nept. _So much my Amphitrite's love I prize, That no commands of her's I can despise. Tethys no furrows now shall wear, Oceanus no wrinkles on his brow, Let your serenest looks appear! Be calm and gentle now._ Nept. and Amph. { _Be calm, ye great parents of the floods and the springs, { While each Nereid and Triton plays, revels, and sings._