P Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should Pros pero Be living, and be here? Pro. First, noble friend, Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot Be measur'd, or confin'd. Gon. Or be not, I'll not swear. Pro. Whether this be, You do yet taste Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you [Aside to Seb. and Ant I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, And justify you traitors; at this time I'll tell no tales. Seb. Pro. The devil speaks in him. No: For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Alon. If thou beest Prospero, [Aside. How thou hast met us here, who three hours since My dear son Ferdinand. Pro. I am woe for't, sir. Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience Says, it is past her cure. Pro. I rather think, You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace, And rest myself content. Alon. Vol. 1. F You the like loss? Pro. As great to me, as late; and, portable To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker Have lost my daughter. Alon. A daughter? O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter? At this encounter do so much admire, That they devour their reason; and scarce think Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; For 'tis a chronicle of day by day, Not a relation for a breakfast, nor Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; The entrance of the Cell opens and discovers Ferdinand and Miranda playing at chess. Mir. Sweet lord, you play me false. Fer. I would not for the world. No, my dearest love, Mir. Yes, for a score of kingdoms, you should wran gle, And I would call it fair play. Alon. If this prove A vision of the island, one dear son Seb. A most high miracle! Fer. Though the seas threaten they are merciful: I have curs'd them without cause. Alon. [Ferd. kneels to Alon. Now all the blessings Of a glad father compass thee about! Mira. Pro. "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 brought us thus together? Fer. Alon. I am her's: But O, how oddly will it sound, that I Pro. There, sir, stop; Let us not burden our remembrance With a heaviness that's gone. Gon. I have inly wept, Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods, 1 For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo ! Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue When no man was his own. Alon. Give me your hands: [To Fer. and Mira. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, 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, Our king and company: the next, our ship,― Ari. Sir, all this service Have I done since I went. [Aside. Pro. My tricksy spirit! [Aside. 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, Was't well done? [Aside. Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free. [Aside. Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod; 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 to you shall seem probable,) of every [Aside. Untie the spell. [Ex. Ariel.]-How fares my gracious There are yet missing of your company Some few odd lads, that you remember not. Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and 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. |