The leading sentiment naturally inspired by the scenes of this drama is, I believe, that of delighted wonder.  And such, as appears from the heroine’s name, Miranda, who is the potency of the drama, is probably the sentiment which the play was meant to inspire.  But the grace and efficacy in which the workmanship is steeped are so ethereal and so fine, that they can hardly be discoursed in any but the poetic form:  it may well be doubted whether Criticism has any fingers delicate enough to grasp them.  So much is this the case, that it seemed to me quite doubtful whether I should do well to undertake the theme at all.  For Criticism is necessarily obliged to substitute, more or less, the forms of logic for those of art; and art, it scarce need be said, can do many things that are altogether beyond the reach of logic.  On the other hand, the charm and verdure of these scenes are so unwithering and inexhaustible, that I could not quite make up my mind to leave the subject untried.  Nor do I know how I can better serve my countrymen than by engaging and helping them in the study of this great inheritance of natural wisdom and unreproved delight.  For, assuredly, if they early learn to be at home and to take pleasure in these productions, their whole after-life will be the better and the happier for it.

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The Tempest is one of the plays that were never printed till in the folio of 1623; where, for reasons unknown to us, it stands the first in the volume; though, as we shall presently see, it was among the last of the Poet’s writing.

It has been ascertained clearly enough that the play was written somewhere between 1608 and 1613.  On the one hand, the leading features of Gonzalo’s Commonwealth, as described in the play, were evidently taken from Florio’s translation of Montaigne.  As the passage is curious in itself, and as it aptly illustrates the Poet’s method of appropriating from others, I will quote it: 

“Gon.  Had I plantation of this isle, my lord, And were the King on ’t, what would I do?  I’ the Commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things:  for no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all; And women too,—­but innocent and pure; No sovereignty;—­

    Seb.  Yet he would be King on’t.

    Ant.  The latter end of his Commonwealth forgets the beginning.

Gon.  All things in common Nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour:  treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but Nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.”

In Montaigne’s Essay Of the Cannibals,