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Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. - I would, I could see this taborer: he lays it on.

Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. [Exeunt.

SCENE III. - Another part of the Island.
FRANCISCO, and others.

Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir;

My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed,

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men,
Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find
Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us

Good warrant of.

Alon. I will stand to, and feed,

Although my last: no matter, since I feel
The best is past:- Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand too, and do as we!

Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL, like a harpy,

Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your pa- claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint


I needs must rest me.

Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am myself attach'd with weariness,

To the dulling of my spirits: sit down and rest!
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd,
Whom thus we stray to find; and the seamocks
Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go!
Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.

[Aside to Sebastian.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd to effect.
Seb. The next advantage
Will we take thoroughly.

Ant. Let it be to-night;

For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,
As when they are fresh.

Seb. I say, to-night: no more.

Solemn and strange musick; and PROSPERO above,
invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing
in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle ac-
tions of salutation; and, inviting the king, etc. to
eat, they depart.

Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!
Gon. Marvellous sweet musick!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were

Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe,
That there are unicorns; that, in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.

Ant. I'll believe both;

And what does else want credit, come to me,

And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn them.

Gon. If in Naples

I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say, I saw such islanders,

(For, certes, these are people of the island,)

device, the banquet vanishes.

Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny
(That hath to instrument this lower world,
And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea
Hath caused to belch up; and on this island
Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men
Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;

[Seeing Alon. Seb. etc. draw their swords.
And even with such like valour, men hang and drown
Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows
Are ministers of fate; the elements,

Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs
Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish
One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow ministers
Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for your strengths,
And will not be uplifted: But, remember,
(For that's my business to you,) that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Ling ring perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once,) shall step by step attend
You, and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from
(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow,
And a clear life ensuing.

He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft musick, enter
the Shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes,
and carry out the table.

Pro. Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated,
In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life,
Aud observation strange, my nieaner ministers
Their several kinds have done: my high charms work,

Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, And these, mine enemies, are all knit up

Their manners are more gentle -kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find

Many, nay, almost any.

Pro. Honest lord,

Thon hast said well; for some of you there present
Are worse than devils.

Alon. I cannot too much muse,


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In their distractions: they now are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, whilst I visit
Young Ferdinand, (whom they suppose is drowned,)
And his and my loved darling.

[Exit Prospero from above. Gon.I'the name of something holy,sir,why stand you In this strange stare?

Alon. O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my soni' the ooze is bedded; and

They have left their viands behind; for we have sto- I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, machs.

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Seb. But one fiend at a time,
I'll fight their legions o'er.
Ant. I'll be thy second.


[Exeunt Seb. and Ant.
Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great guilt,
Like poison given to work a great time after,
Now' gins to bite the spirits:
I do beseech you,

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That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly, Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary,
And hinder them from what this ecstacy

Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly: May now provoke them to !

No tongue; all eyes; be silent! [Soft music. Ådr. Follow, I pray you.


Å Masque. Enter Iris.
Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas

Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease;

Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, SCENEI.— Before Prospero's Cell. And flat meads, thatch'd with stover, them to keep; Enter Prospero, Ferdinand, and Miranda. Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims, Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you,


spongy April at thy hest betrims, Your compensation makes amends; for I

To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom Have given you here a thread of mine own life,

groves, Or that, for which I live; whom once again

Whose shadow the dismissed bachelorloves, I tender to thy hand; allthy vexations

Beinglass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard; Were but my trials of thy love, and thou

And thy sea-marge, steril, and rocky-hard, Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Heaven, Where thou thyself dost air: The queen o’the sky, I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,

Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I, Do not smile at me, that I boast her off,

Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereign grace, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise, Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, And make it halt behind her.

To come and sport: her peacocks fly amain; Fer. I do believe it,

Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain. Against an oracle.

Enter CERES. Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter! But Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter ; If thou dost break her virgin knot, before

Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers All sanctimonious ceremonies may

Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers ; With full and holy rite be minister'd,

And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall, My bosky acres, and my unshrubb'd down,
To make this contract grow; but barren hate, Rich scarf to my proud earth; Why hath thy queen
Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew Summon’d me hither, to this short-grass'd green?
Theunion of your bed with weeds so loathly,

Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate;
That you shall hate it both. Therefore, take heed, And some donation freely to estate
As Hymen's lamps shall light you !

On the bless'd lovers.
Fer. As I hope

Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow,
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,

If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know,
With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den, Do now attend the queen? since they did plot
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion The means, that dusky Dis my daughter got,
Qurworser Genits can, shall never melt

Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company
Mine honour into lust; to take away

I have forsworn.
The edge of that day's celebration,

Iris. Of her society
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd, Be not afraid ; I met her deity
Or night kept chain'd below.

Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her son Pro. Fairly spoke!

Dove-drawn with her: here thought they to have done Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.

Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
What, Ariel ; my industrious servant Ariel! Whose vows are, that no bed-rite shall be paid
Enter ARIEL.

Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but in vain;
Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Mars's hot minion is return'd again;
Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Did worthily perform; and I must use you

Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows, In such another trick! Go, bring the rabble,

And be a boy right out.
O'er whom I gave thee power, here, to this place: Cer. Highest queen of state,
Incite them to quick motion! for I must

Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait.
Bestow upon the eyes of this young conple

Enter Juno. Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise,

Jun. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me, And they expect it from me.

To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be, Ari. Presently?

And honour'd in their issue. Pro. Ay, with a twink.

SONG. Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go,

Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, And breathe twice; and cry, so, 30;

Long continuance, and increasing, Each one, tripping on his toe,

Hourly joys be still upon you! Will be here with mop and mowe:

Juno sings her blessings on you, Do you love me, master? no?

Ceres. Earth's increase, and

foison pleniy, Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel! Do not approach,

Barns, and garners never empty ; Till thou dost hear me call.

Vines, with clust' ring bunches growing; Ari. Well, I conceive.

[Erit. Plants, with goodly burden bowing; Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance

Spring come to you, at the

farthest, Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw

In the very end of harvest ! To the firei'the blood : be more abstemious,

Scarcity, and want, shall shun you; Or else, good night, your vow!

Ceres'blessing so is on you. Fer. I warrant you, sir ;

Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and The white-cold virgin snow apon my heart

Harmonious charmingly: May I be bold Abates the ardour of my liver.

To think these spirits ? Pro. Well.

Pro. Spirits, which by mine art


I have from their confines call'd to enact

My present fancies.

Fer. Let me live here ever!

So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife,

Make this place Paradise.

At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their ears,
Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses,
As they smelt musick; so I charm'd their ears,
That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through
Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss, and thorns,

[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left them

on employment.

Pro. Sweet now, silence!

Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;

There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring

With your
sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land
Answer your summons; Juno does command:
Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love; be not too late!

Enter certain Nymphs.

You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow, and be merry;
Make holiday: your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing!

Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join
with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the
end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly, and speaks
after which, to a strange, hollow, and confused
noise, they heavily vanish.



I' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake
O'erstunk their feet.

Pro. This was well done, my bird; !
Thy shape invisible retain thou still:
The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither,
For stale to catch these thieves!
Ari. I go, I go.

Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as with age his body uglier grows,


So his mind cankers: I will plague them all,
Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, etc.
Even to roaring: - Come, hang them on this line!
PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter CALIBAN,
STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet.

Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may
Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.


Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack with us.

Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot

Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done;-avoid; -no more!

Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some passion

That works him strongly.

Mira. Never till this day,

Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.
Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort,
As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir:
Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabrick of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. - Sir, I am vex'd;

Bear with my weakness! my old brain is troubled.

Be not disturb'd with my infirmity:

If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell,

And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk,

To still my beating mind.

Fer. Mira. We wish your peace.


Pro. Come with a thought: -I thank you :-Ariel,


Enter ARIEL.

Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation.

Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should
take a displeasure against you; look you, -
Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster.

Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still!
Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to,
Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore, speak

All's hush'd as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss.

Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.

Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour.

Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet! Seest thou here,
This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter:
Do that good mischief, which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.

Ste. Give me thy hand! I do begin to have bloody thoughts.

Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! look, what a wardrobe here is for thee!

Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash.

Trin. O, ho, monster; we know what belongs to a frippery: - O king Stephano!

Ste. Pat off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown.

Trin. Thy grace shall have it.

Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean,

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to: What's thy pleasure? To doat thus on such luggage? Let's along,
Pro. Spirit,

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented Ceres,
I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd,
Lest I might anger thee.

Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?
Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking;
So full of valour, that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kissing of their feet: yet always bending
Toward their project: Then I beat my tabor,

And do the murder first: if he awake,

From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches ;
Make us strange stuff.

Ste. Be you quiet, monster!- Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin.

Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, and't like your grace.

Ste. I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this

Ari. I'll fetch them, sir.


Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves;

And ye, that on the sands with printless foot
Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him,
When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that
By moon-shine do the green-sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime
Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid
(Weak masters though ye be,) I have be-dimm'd
The noon-tide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,
And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault
Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own bolt: the strong bas'd promontory
Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up
The pine and cedar: graves, at my command,
.Have wak'd their sleepers; oped, and let them forth
By my so potent art: But this rough magick
Ihere abjure: and, when I have requir'd
Some heavenly musick, (which even now I do,)
To work mine end upon their senses, that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And, deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book.
[Solemn musick.
Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a frantic
gesture, attended by GONZALO ; SEBASTIAN and ANTO-
NIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRAN-
CISCO: they all enter the circle which PROSPEKO had
made, and there stand charmed; which PROSPERO
observing, speaks.

A solemn air, and the best comforter

To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains,

Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand,
For you are spell-stopp'd.

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,

Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine,
Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes, that mantle
Their clearer reason. - O my good Gonzalo,
My true preserver, and a loyal sir

To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces Home, both in word and deed. -Most cruelly Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: Thy brother was a furtherer in the act ;Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.

Flesh and

country: Steal by line and level, is an excellent pass | of pate; there's another garment for't.

Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest!

Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time,
And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
With foreheads villainous low.

Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers; help to bear this
away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you
out of my kingdom: go to, carry this!
Trin. And this.

Ste. Ay, and this.

A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in
shape of hounds, and hunt them about; PROSPERO
and ARIEL setting them on.
Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey!

• Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver!
Pro. Fury, Fury !there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark
[Cal. Ste. and Trin. are driven out
Go, charge my goblins, that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make

Than pard, or cat o' mountain!

Ari. Hark, they roar.

Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: At this hour
Lie at my mercy all mine enemies:
Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little,


and do me service!




SCENE I. Before the cell of Prospero.
Enter PROSPERO in his magick robes, and ARIEL.
Pro. Now does my project gather to a head:
My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time
Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day?
Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord,
You said our work should cease.

Pro. I did say so,

When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit,
How fares the king and his?

Ari. Confin'd together

In the same fashion as you gave in charge;
Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners


In the lime grove, which weather-fends your
They cannot budge, till your release. The king,
His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted;
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly
Him you term'd, sir, The good old lord, Gonzalo ;
His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops
From eaves of reeds; your charm so strongly works

That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.

Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit?

Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.

Pro. And mine shall.

Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
Of their afflictions? and shall not myself,
One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,
Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the

Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury

Do I take part: the rarer action is

In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent,
The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown further. Go, release them, Ariel!
My charms I'll break; their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.


You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,
Expell'd remorse and nature; who with Sebastian
(Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,)
Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee,
Unnatural though thou art! - Their understanding
Begins to swell; and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores,
That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them,
That yet looks on me, or would know me:- Ariel,
Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell!

[Exit Ariel.

I will dis-case me, and myselfpresent,
As I was sometime Milan:- quickly, spirit!
Thou shalt ere long be free.

ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire

Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;

In a cowslip's bell I lie:

There I couch, when owls do cry.

On the bat's back I do fly,

After summer, merrily:

Merrily, merrily, shall I live now

Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel; I shall miss thee; But yet thou shalt have freedom; so, so, so.— To the king's ship, invisible as thou art : There shalt thou find the mariners asleep Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain, Being awake, enforce them to this place; And presently, I pr'ythee. Ari. I drink the air before Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit Ariel. Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Inhabits here. Some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country!

Pro. Behold, sir king,

me, and return

The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero:

For more assurance that a living prince

Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; And to thee, and thy company, I bid

A hearty welcome.

Alon. Whe'r thou beest he, or no,

Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,

As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse

Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee,

The affliction of my mind amends, with which,

I fear, a madness held me: this must crave

(An if this be at all,) a most strange story. Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat,

Thou pardon me my wrongs: - But how should Be living, and be here?

Pro. First, noble friend,

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 landed,
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;
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 the cell opens, and discovers FERDI-
NAND and MIRANDA playing at chess.

Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.

Fer. No, my dearest love,

I would not for the world.

Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms, you should wrangle,

And I would call it fair play.

Alon. If this prove

Pro-A vision of the island, one dear son


Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot Be measur'd or confin'd.

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Shall I twice lose.

Seb. 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!

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But O, how oddly will it sound, that I Must ask my child forgiveness!

Pro. There, sir, stop;

Let us not burden our remembrances With a heaviness that's gone!

Gon. 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!

Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo !

Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice 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 himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom,

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