Shakespeare's Comedy of The Tempest

by William Shakespeare

Fer. Let me live here ever;

So rare a wonder'd father and a wise

Makes this place Paradise.

[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on employment.

Pros. Sweet, now, silence!

Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;

There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,

Or else our spell is marr'd.

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the windring brooks,

With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,