Act 5 — SCENE III.
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—Changes to the Rising Sun, and a number of Aërial Spirits in the Air; Ariel flying from the Sun, advances towards the Pit.
Alon. Heaven! What are these we see?
Prosp. They are spirits, with which the air abounds In swarms, but that they are not subject To poor feeble mortal eyes.
Anto. O wondrous skill!
Gonz. O power divine!
Ariel, and the rest, sing the following Song.
Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bed I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the swallow's wings I fly, After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Song ended, Ariel speaks, hovering in the air.
Ariel. My noble master! May theirs and your blest joys never impair! And for the freedom I enjoy in air. And for the freedom I enjoy in air. I will be still your Ariel, and wait On airy accidents that work for fate. Whatever shall your happiness concern, From your still faithful Ariel you shall learn. Prosp. Thou hast been always diligent and kind. Farewell, my long-loved Ariel! thou shalt find I will preserve thee ever in my mind. Henceforth this isle to the afflicted be A place of refuge, as it was to me: The promises of blooming spring live here, And all the blessings of the ripening year. On my retreat let heaven and nature smile, And ever flourish the Enchanted Isle. [Exeunt.