Prof. Both, both, my girl :

By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence;
But bleffedly holp hither.

Mira. O, my heart bleeds

To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to,
Which is from my remembrance! Please you, further.
Prof. My brother, and thy uncle, called Anthonio,—
I pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should
Be fo perfidious!-he whom, next thyself,
Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put
The manage of my state; as, at that time,
Through all the figniories it was the first,
And Profpero the prime duke; being fo reputed
In dignity, and, for the liberal arts,

Without a parellel; those being all my study,
The government I caft upon my brother,
And to my state grew ftranger, being transported,
And rapt in secret studies. Thy falfe uncle-
Doft thou attend me?

Mira. Sir, moft heedfully.

Prof. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash for over-topping; new created

The creatures that were mine; I fay, or chang'd 'em,
Or elfe new form'd 'em: having both the key"

Of officer and office, fet all hearts i' the state

To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was
The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk,

And fuck'd my verdure out on't.-Thou attend'ft not.

Mira. O good Sir, I do.

Pro. I pray thee, mark me.

2 teen]-trouble that I have given you.

* To trash for over-topping ;]-to check for their over-forwardness; (in hunting) for giving the tongue too fuddenly, or too loudly.

the key]-the tuning hammer is here plainly alluded to.

I thus

I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being fo retir'd,
O'er-priz'd all popular rate, in my falfe brother
Awak'd an evil nature and my trust,
Like a good parent, did beget of him
A falfhood, in it's contrary as great

As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit,
A confidence fans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what my revenue yielded,
But what my power might elfe exact,-like one,
Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,"
Made fuch a finner of his memory,

To credit his own lie,-he did believe

He was, indeed, the duke; out of the fubftitution,
And executing the outward face of royalty,

With all prerogative :-Hence his ambition growing,-
Doft thou hear?

Mira. Your tale, fir, would cure deafness.

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Pro. To have no fcreen between this part he play'd

And him he play'd it for, he needs will be
Abfolute Milan: Me, poor man!-my library
Was dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties
He thinks me now incapable: confederates,
So dry he was for fway, with the king of Naples
To give him annual tribute, do him homage;
Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend

The dukedom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan!)
To most ignoble stooping,

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Mira, O the heavens !

a good parent]-may have a degenerate child.

by telling of it,]-by lying frequently.

To have no fcreen]-At once to caft off all difguife.
So dry-So thirsty after.

Pro.

Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then tell me,

If this might be a brother.

Mira. I fhould fin

To think but nobly of my grandmother:

Good wombs have borne bad fons.

Pro. Now the condition.

This king of Naples being an enemy

To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's fuit;
-Which was, that he in lieu o' the premises,-
Of homage, and I know not how much tribute,—
Should prefently extirpate me and mine

Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan,
With all the honours, on my brother: Whereon,
A treacherous army levy'd, one mid-night
Fated to the purpose, did Anthonio open

The gates of Milan; and, i'the dead of darkness,
The minifters for the purpose hurried thence
Me, and thy crying felf.

Mira. Alack, for pity!

I, not remembring how I cried out then,

Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint,*

That wrings mine eyes to't.

Pro. Hear a little further,

And then I'll bring thee to the present business

Which now's upon us; without the which, this ftory

Were most impertinent.

Mira. Wherefore did they not

That hour destroy us?

Pro. Well demanded, wench;

My tale provokes that queftion. Dear, they durft not; (So dear the love my people bore me) nor fet

A mark fo bloody on the business; but

but]-otherwife than.

bin lieu-in confideration.

ia bint]-a fuggeftion.

With colours fairer painted their foul ends.
In few, they hurried us aboard a bark;
Bore us fome leagues to fea; where they prepar'd
A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,

Nor tackle, fail, nor maft; the very rats
Inftinctively had quit it: there they hoift us
To cry to the fea that roar'd to us; to figh
To the winds, whofe pity, fighing back again,
Did us but loving wrong.

Mira. Alack! what trouble

Was I then to you!

Pro. O a cherubim

Thou waft, that did preferve me! Thou didst fmile,
Infused with a fortitude from heaven,

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When I have deck'd the fea with drops full falt;
Under my burden groan'd; which rais'd in me
An undergoing ftomach,' to bear up

Against what should enfue.

Mira. How came we afhore?

Pro. By Providence divine.

Some food we had, and fome fresh water, that

A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,

Out of his charity, who being then appointed
Master of this defign, did give us; with

Rich garments, linens, ftuffs, and neceffaries,
Which fince have fteaded much: fo, of his gentleness,

Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me,

From my own library, with volumes that

I prize above my dukedom.

Mira. Would I might

* When I have deck'd, &c.]-When I, who deck'd, &c.- fprinkled, covered it with my tears-dew'd the fea.

undergoing ftomach]-firm refolution.

But

But ever see that man!-Now, I arise."—

Pro. Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-forrow.
Here in this island we arriv'd; and here
Have I, thy school mafter, made thee more profit
Than other princes can, that have more time
For vainer hours, and tutors not fo careful.

Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now,
you, fir,

(For ftill 'tis beating "in my mind) your reason For raifing this fea-storm?

Pro. Know thus far forth.

I

pray

By accident moft ftrange, bountiful fortune,
Now my dear lady," hath mine enemies
Brought to this fhore: and by my prescience
1 find my zenith doth depend upon
A most aufpicious ftar; whofe influence
If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes
Will ever after droop,-Here ceafe more queftions;
Thou art inclin'd to fleep; 'tis a good dulness,
And give it way:-I know, thou canst not choose.-
[Miranda fleeps.
Come away, fervant, come: I am ready now;
Approach, my Ariel, come.

Enter Ariel.

Ari. All hail, great master! grave fir, hail! I come To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly,

To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride

On the curl'd clouds; to thy ftrong bidding, task
Ariel, and all his quality.

Now, I arife.]—Miranda, having fat long, might think Profpero's tale concluded here.-Pro. Now I arife.

ain]-on.

• dear lady]-propitious mistress.

A moft aufpicious ftar]-"There is a tide in the affairs of men," &c.
JULIUS CESAR, Act 4, S. 3. Brutus.

Pro.