Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pro. And there repose, a turne or two, Ile walke
Pro. To still my beating minde.
Fer. Mir. Fer. Mir.
Fer. Mir. We wish your peace.
Fer. Mir. Exit.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. Come with a thought; I thank thee Ariell: come.
Pro. Enter Ariell.
Ar. Ar.
Ar. Thy thoughts I cleaue to, what's thy pleasure?
Pro. Spirit: We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
Ar. I my Commander, when I presented Ceres
Ar. I thought to haue told thee of it, but I fear'd
Ar. Least I might anger thee.
Pro. Say again, where didst thou leaue these varlots?
Ar. I told you Sir, they were red‑hot with drinking,