Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pro. And thinke of each thing well: Come hither Spirit,
Pro. Set Caliban, and his companions free:
Pro. Vntye the Spell: How fares my gracious Sir?
Pro. There are yet missing of your Companie
Pro. Some few odde Lads, that you remember not.
Pro. Enter Ariell, driuing in Caliban, Stephano, and
Pro. Trinculo in their stolne Apparell.
Ste. Ste.
Ste. Euery man shift for all the rest, and let
Ste. No man take care for himselfe; for all is
Ste. But fortune: Coragio Bully‑Monster Corasio.
Tri. Tri.
Tri. If these be true spies which I weare in my head,
Tri. here's a goodly sight.
Cal. Cal.
Cal. O Setebos, these be braue Spirits indeede:
Cal. How fine my Master is? I am afraid
Cal. He will chastise me.
Seb. Seb.
Seb. Ha, ha: