Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours. And brought us thus together? Sir, she's mortal; Fer. But O, how oddly will it sound, that I 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. Gon. Was Milan issue I say, amen, Gonzalo ! thrust from Milan, that his Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice When no man was his own.1 Alon. Give me your hands: [To Fer. and Mir. 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! This fellow could not drown. Now, blasphemy, That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore ? Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news? Boat. The best news is, that we have safely found Our king and company: the next, our ship,— Is a plain fish,1 and, no doubt, marketable. Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Then say, if they be true. This mis-shapen knave, His mother was a witch; and one so strong, Cal. I shall be pinch'd to death. Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ?✦ 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 cramp. 3 Sycorax could control the moon, and act as her vicegerent, without being commissioned by her so to do. Arrayed them in glittering apparel. Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool! Pro. Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it. Seb. Or stole it, rather. [Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make Go quick away: the story of my life, And the particular accidents, gone by, Since I came to this isle: and in the morn, I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Where I have hope to see the nuptial Of these our dear-beloved solemnised; And thence retire me to my Milan, where Every third thought shall be my grave. Alon. I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.1 Pro. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, Be free, and fare thou well! [aside.] Please you, [Exeunt. draw near. Which must needs be interesting. |