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[Ex. ARI. I will dis-case me, and myself present, As I was sometime Milan : -Quickly, spirit ; Thou shalt ere long be free. ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire PROS(Ari . Where the bee sucks, there suck 1 ;
In a cowslin's bell I lie :
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 proythee.
Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat.
Pro. Behold, sir king,
Alon. Whe'r thou beest he, or no,
Thou pardon me my wrongs :—But how should Prospero
Pro. First, noble friend,
Gon. Whether this be,
Pro. You do yet taste Some subtilties o’the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends all :But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,
[.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. The devil speaks in him.
Alon. If thou beest Prospero,
Pro. I am woe for't, sir.
Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience
Pro. I rather think,
Alon. You the like loss?
Pro. As great to me, as late ; and, portable
 The unity of time is most rigidly observed in this piece. The fable scarcely takes up a greater number of hours than are employed in the representation ; and from the very particular care which our author takes to point out this circumstance in so many other passages, as well as here, it seems as if it were not accidental,but purposely designed to shew the admirers of Ben Jonson's art, and the cavillers of the time, that he too could write a play within all the strictest laws of regularity, when he chose to load himself with the critick's fetters. STEEV.
Than you may call to comfort you ; for I
Alon. A daughter ?
Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords At this encounter do so much admire, 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 che88. 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
Seb. A most high miracle !
Alon. Now all the blessings (FERD. kneels to ALON. Of a glad father compass thee about ! Arise, and say how thou cam'st here. Mira. O! wonder !
How many goodly creatures are there here !
Pro. 'Tis new to thee.
Your eld’st acquaintance cannot be three hours :
Fer. Sir, she's mortal ;
Alon. I am her's :
Pro. There, sir, stop ;
Gon. I have inly wept,
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, In a poor isle ; and all of us, ourselves, When no man was his own.
Alon. Give me your hands : [To Fer. and MIR. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, That doth not wish you joy! 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, That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore ? Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the news?
Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found Our king and company : the next, our ship,Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split,Is tight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when We first put out to sea.
Ari. Sir, all this service Have I done since I went.
Aside. Pro. My tricksy spirit !
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,
Ari. Was't well done?
Pro. Sir, my liege,