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To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker
Than you may call to comfort you; for I
Hare lost my daughter.

A daughter?
O heavens ! that they were living both in Naples,'
The king and queen there! that they were, I wish
Myself were mudded in that oozy bed
Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter?

Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords At this encounter do so much admire, That they devour their reason; and scarce think Their eyes do offices of truth, their words Are natural breath; but, howsoe'er you have Been justled from your senses, know for certain, That I am Prospero, and that very duke Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was

To be the lord on't. No more yet of this ;
For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,
Not a relation for a break fast, nor
Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir;
This cell's my court : here have I few attendants,
And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in.
My dukedom since you have given me again,
I will requite you with as good a thing ;
At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye,
As much as me my dukedom.
The entrance of thecell opens, and discovers Ferdi.

nand and Miranda playing at chess.
Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.

No, my dearest love,
I would not for the world.
Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should

And I would call it fair play.

If this provo
A vision of the island, one dear son
Shall I twice lose,


A most high miracle !
Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful ;
I have curs'd them without cause.

[Ferd. kneels to Alon. Alon.

Now all the blessings
Of a glad father compass thee about!
Arise, and say how thou cam'st here.

O! wonder
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't !

'Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast

at play?
Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
And bronght us thus together?

Sir, she's niortal
But, by immortal Providence, she's mine;
I chose her, when I could not ask my father
For his advice; nor thought I had one: she
Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,
Of whom so often I have heard renown,
But never saw before; of whom I have
Received a second life, and second father
This lady makes him to me.

I am hers;
But o, how oddly will it sound, that I
Must ask my child forgiveness!

There, sir, stop:
Let us not burden our remembrances
With a heaviness that's gone.

I have inly wept.
Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods,
And on this couple drop a blessed crown;
For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way
Which brought us hither !

I say, Amen, Gonzalo!
Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue
Should become king of Naples ? O, rejoice

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Beyond a common joy; and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,
Where he bimself was lost; Prospero his dukedom,
In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,
When no man was his own.

Give me your hands :

[To Fer. and Mir. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, That doth aot wish you joy! Gon.

Be't so! Amen!

Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain

amazedly following.

O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us!
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown :-Now, blasphemy,
That swear'st grace c'erboard, not an oath on shore ?
Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news?

Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found
Our king and company: the next our ship,
Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split
Is tight and yaret, and bravely rgig'd, as when
We first put out to sea.

Sir, all this service Have I done since I went.

(Aside. Pro.

My tricksyi spirit!
Alon. These are not natural events; they

strengthen, From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither?

Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And (how, we know not) all clapp'd under hatches, Where, but even now, with strangeand several noises of roaring, sbrieking, howling, giugling chains,

• In his senses.

** Ready.

* Clever, adroit.


And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
We were awak'd; straitway, at liberty;
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship ; our master
Cap'ring to eye her: On a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought moping hither.

Was't well done?
Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou (Aside.

shalt be free. Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod : And there is in this business more than nature Was ever conduct of: some oracle Must rectify our knowledge. Pro.

Sir, my liege, Do not infest your mind with beating on The strangeness of this business ; at pick'd leisure,' Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you (Which to you shall seem probable), of every These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful, And think of each thing well. Come bither, spirit;

[Aside. Set Caliban and his companions free: Untie the spell. (Exit Ariel.] How fares my gra

cious sir? There are yet missing of your company Some few odd lads, that you remember not.

Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and

Trinculo, in their stolen apparel.

Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune :Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio!

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.

Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed!

# Conductor.

Then say,

How fine my master is ! I am afraid
He will chastise me.

Ha, ha;
What things are these, my lord Antonio ?
Will money buy them?

Very like; one of then
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.
Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords,

if they be true* :-This mis-shapen knave, His mother was a witch; and one so strong That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, And deal in her command, without her power : These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil (For he's a bastard one), had plotted with thein To take my life: two of these fellows you Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine. Cal.

I shall be pinch'd to death. Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Seb. He is drunk now: Where had he wine Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where should

they Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them? How cam'st thou in this pickle ?

Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano?

Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a eramp.

Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?
Ste. I should have been a sore one then.
Alun. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd on.

[Pointing to Caliban.
Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners,
As in his shape :-Go, sirrah, to my cell;
Take with you your companions; as you look
To have my pardon, trim it handsomely.

• Honest.

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