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SCENE III.
[A banquet rises.Ariel
sings behind the scenes.
AIR.
Dry those eyes, which are o'erflowing,
All your storms are over blowing:
While you in this isle are biding,
You shall feast, without providing;
Ev'ry dainty you can think of,
Ev'ry wine which you would drink of,
Shall be your's. All want shall shun you,
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
All your storms are over blowing:
While you in this isle are biding,
You shall feast, without providing;
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Ev'ry wine which you would drink of,
Shall be your's. All want shall shun you,
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
GONZALO.
See yonder table, set out and furnish'd
With all rarities of meats and fruits!
ALONZO.
But who dares taste this feast?
ANTHONIO.
'Tis certain we must either eat or famish.
ALONZO.
If both resolve, I will adventure too.
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