Prosp. With a twinkle, Ariel.—But stay, my spirit; What is become of my slave, Caliban, And Sycorax, his sister?
Ariel. Potent sir, They have cast off your service, and revolted To the wrecked mariners, who have already Parcelled your island into governments.
Prosp. No matter, I have now no need of them. But, spirit, now I stay thee on the wing; Haste to perform what I have given in charge: But see they keep within the bounds I set them.
Ariel. I'll keep them in with walls of adamant, Invisible as air to mortal eyes, But yet unpassable.
Prosp. Make haste then. [Exeunt severally.
SCENE III.—Wild Island.
Enter Alonzo, Antonio, and Gonzalo.
Gonz. I am weary, and can go no further, sir.
Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, who am myself seized with a weariness, to the dulling of my spirits:
[They sit.