I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, I'll tell no tales. Seb. [Aside.] The devil speaks in him. No. For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Alon. If thou beest Prospero, How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Pro. I am woe' for 't, sir. Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and Patience Says it is past her cure. You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace And rest myself content. Alon. You the like loss? Pro. As great to me, as late; 2 and, supportable To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker Than you may call to comfort you; for I Have lost my daughter. O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, 1 Woe.] Sorry. This word is still used in the north as an adjective. 2 As great, &c.] is to you. As great to me, and as recent, or fresh, as yours The king and queen there! that they were, I wish Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter? Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive these lords That they devour their reason, and scarce think That was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely Not a relation for a breakfast, nor Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess. Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false. Fer. I would not for the world. No, my dearest love, Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle, And I would call it fair play. Alon. If this prove A vision of the island, one dear son Admire.] Wonder. Seb. A most high miracle! Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful : I have cursed them without cause. [FERD. kneels to ALON. Alon. Of a glad father compass thee about! Arise, and Mira. Now all the blessings O, wonder! say how thou cam'st here. How many goodly creatures are there here! Pro. 'Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast at play? Your eldest acquaintance cannot be three hours : Is she the goddess that hath severed us, And brought us thus together? Sir, she's mortal; Fer. Alon. I am hers: 1 But O, how oddly will it sound, that I 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, I am hers.] I am her father. For it is you that have chalked forth the way Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo ! When no man was his own.1 Alon. [To FER. and MIR.] Give me your hands: Let grief and sorrow still 2 embrace his heart That doth not wish you joy! Gon. Be it 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, We first put out to sea. 1 No man was his own.] No man was master of himself, or selfpossessed. 'O that a man were his own man so much, To rule himself thus.' B. Jonson's Every Man out of his Humour, ii. 4. Still.] Ever. Ari. [Aside to Pro.] Sir, all this service Have I done since I went. Pro. [Aside to ARI.] My tricksy1 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, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And (how we know not) all clapped under hatches, Where, but even now, with strange and several noises Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains, And more diversity of sounds all horrible, We were awaked; straightway at liberty: Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master Capering to eye her on a trice, so please you, Even in a dream, were we divided from them, And were brought mopping 2 hither. Ari. [Aside to PRO.] Pro. [Aside to ARI.] shalt be free. Was 't well done? Bravely, my diligence. Thou Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod: And there is in this business more than nature Was ever conduct of: 3 some oracle Must rectify our knowledge. Pro. Sir, my liege, Do not infest your mind with beating on The strangeness of this business: at picked leisure, (Which to you shall seem probable) of every Tricksy.] Cunning, sportive. So in the Merchant of Venice, iii. 5, Lorenzo refers to fools' that for a tricksy word defy the matter.' 2 Mopping.] Making strange faces to each other. 4 Conduct of.] Cause of, conducive to. ♦ Single I'll resolve you.] In private I will give you explanation. |