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Enter FERDINAND and ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing
FERDINAND enters with ARIEL, who is invisible and playing music and singing.


Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands.
Curtsied when you have, and kissed
The wild waves whist.
Foot it featly here and there,
And, sweet sprites, bear
The burden. Hark, hark!
Come onto these yellow sands,
And we’ll join hands,
When you’ve curtsied and kissed
The waves into silence.
Prance lightly here and there,
And the sweet spirits bear
The burden. Listen, listen!

(dispersedly, within) Bow-wow.
(refrain of the song is heard offstage, from different places, not in unison) Bow-wow.

The watchdogs bark.
The watchdogs bark.
(within) Bow-wow.
(offstage) Bow-wow.

Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry “Cock-a-diddle-dow.”
Listen, listen! I hear
The tune of the strutting rooster
Who cries cock-a-doodle-doo.


Where should this music be? I' th' air or th' earth?
It sounds no more, and sure, it waits upon
Some god o' th' island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father’s wrack,
This music crept by me upon the waters,
Allaying both their fury and my passion
With its sweet air. Thence I have followed it,
Or it hath drawn me rather. But ’tis gone.
No, it begins again.
Where’s that music coming from? From the earth, or the air? It’s stopped now—it must be played for some local god of the island. As I sat on the shore crying over my father’s shipwreck, I heard the music creep over the wild waves, calming their fury and soothing my own grief with its sweet melodies. I followed it here, or I should say it dragged me here. But now it’s stopped. No, there it is again.

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