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Ferdinand & Miranda.

Act III Scene I

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Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance.

Alas, now! pray you,

Mir. Work not so hard: I would the lightning had Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile! Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this burns, "Twill weep for having wearied you. My father Is hard at study; pray, now, rest yourself; He's safe for these three hours.

O most dear mistress

Fer.
The sun will set, before I shall discharge

What I must strive to do.

Mir.

If you'll sit down,

I'll bear your logs the while: pray, give me that ;

I'll carry it to the pile.

Fer.

No, precious creature ;

I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
Than you should such dishonor undergo,

While I sit lazy by.

Mir.

It would become me

As well as it does you and I should do it

With much more ease; for my good will is to it,

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Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with

me,

When you are by at night. I do beseech

(Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers) What is your name?

you,

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