Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ariel. Open‑ey'd Conspiracie
Ariel. His time doth take:
Ariel. If
Ariel. The Tempest.
Ariel. If of Life you keepe a care,
Ariel. Shake off slumber and beware.
Ariel. Awake, awake.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Then let vs both be sodaine.
Gon. Gon.
Gon. Now, good Angels preserue the King.
Alo. Alo.
Alo. Why how now hoa; awake? why are you drawn?
Alo. Wherefore this ghastly looking?
Gon. What's the matter?
Seb. Seb.
Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose,
Seb. (Euen now) we heard a hollow burst of bellowing
Seb. Like Buls, or rather Lyons, did't not wake you?