The sailors sought for safety by our boat, But ere they came,-O, let me say no more! Duke. Nay, forward, old man; do not break off so ; For we may pity, though not pardon thee. Egeon. O, had the gods done so, I had not now Worthily term'd them merciiess to us! For, ere the ships could meet by twice five leagues, We were encounter'd by a mighty rock; Which being violently borne upon, Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst ; And therefore homeward did they bend their course. Thus have you heard me sever'd from my bliss; To tell sad stories of my own mishaps. Duke. And, for the sake of them thou sorrowest for, Do me the favor to dilate at full What hath befallen of them, and thee, till now. Egeon. My youngest boy, and yet my eldest care, At eighteen years became inquisitive After his brother; and importuned me, 1 Deprived, bereft. |