To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was Mir. O, good sir, I do. 90 Pros. As my trust was; which had indeed no limit, But what my power might else exact, like one To credit his own lie, he did believe 100 He was indeed the duke; out o' the substitution, And executing the outward face of royalty, With all prerogative: hence his ambition growing Dost thou hear? Mir. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pros. To have no screen between this part he play'd ties And him he play'd it for, he needs will be Mir. O the heavens ! Pros. Mark his condition and the event; then tell me If this might be a brother. Mir. I should sin To think but nobly of my grandmother: Pros. I 20 The gates of Milan, and, i' the dead of dark ness, The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Mir. 130 *Suggestion. Hear a little further Pros. And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon's; without the which this story Were most impertinent. Mir. That hour destroy us? Wherefore did they not Well demanded, wench: My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not, So dear the love my people bore me, nor set A mark so bloody on the business, but With colours fairer painted their foul ends. 140 Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepared Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats To the winds whose pity, sighing back again, 150 Mir. Was I then to you! Alack, what trouble Pros. O, a cherubin Thou wast that did preserve me. smile, Thou didst Infused with a fortitude from heaven, Mir. How came we ashore? Pros. By Providence divine. Some food we had and some fresh water that 160 Out of his charity, who being then appointed Rich garments, linens, stuffs and necessaries, Which since have steaded* much; so, of his gentleness, *Profited. Knowing I loved my books, he furnish'd me Mir. But ever see that man! Pros. Would I might Now I arise: [Resumes his mantle. Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. 176 Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit pray you, sir, And now, For still 'tis beating* in my mind, your reason For raising this sea-storm? I *Meditating. Know thus far forth. Pros. Brought to this shore; and by my prescience 180 A most auspicious star, whose influence If now I court not but omit, my fortunes Approach, my Ariel, come. Enter ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I come To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride 190 On the curl'd clouds, to thy strong bidding task Ariel and all his quality. Pros. Hast thou, spirit, Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee? Ari. To every article. I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, cursors 201 O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary Pros. *Tumult. Ari. Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad and play'd Some tricks of desperation. All but mariners 210 Plunged in the foaming brine and quit the vessel, Then all afire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand, With hair up-staring, then like reeds, not hair,Was the first man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty, And all the devils are here.' Pros. But was not this nigh shore? Why, that's my spirit! Close by, my master. Not a hair perish'd; Pros. But are they, Ariel, safe? On their sustaining garments not a blemish, In troops I have dispersed them 'bout the isle. 220 Of the king's ship Pros. Ari. *Bermudas. Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd Pros. Ari. †Sea. Past the mid season. Pros. At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now Must by us both be spent most preciously. 240 Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains, Let me remember thee what thou hast promised, Which is not yet perform'd me. Pros. What is't thou canst demand? Ari. How now ? moody? My liberty. Pros. Before the time be out? no more! I prithee, Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst promise To bate* me a full year. Pros. *Except. Dost thou forget 250 |