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I will tell no tales.
Seb. [Aside.] The devil speaks in him.
If thou beest Prospero,
I am woe for’t, sir.
I rather think,
You the like loss?
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
If this prove
The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers FERDINAND
and MIRANDA playing at chess?. 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
A most high miracle!
[FERD. kneels to Alon. Alon.
Now, all the blessings Of a glad father compass thee about ! Arise, and say how thou cam’st here. Mira.
2 – playing at chess.] The old stage-direction is, “ Here Prospero discovers Ferdinand and Miranda playing at chess.” Probably the traverse-curtain, towards the back of the stage, was drawn for the purpose.
How many goodly creatures are there here!
'Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast at
Your eld’st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Sir, she is mortal;
I am hers.
There, sir, stop:
I have inly wept,
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,
Give me your bands:
[To FER, and MIR. Let grief and sorrow still 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. 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.
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, I'd strive to tell
you. We were dead of sleep, And (how we know not) all clapp'd 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 awak'd; straightway, at liberty: Where we, in all her trim“, freshly beheld Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master
3 Is tight and Yare,] i. e, ready. See p. 9, note 2, of this Volume.
- in all her trim,] “ In all our trim," folio, 1623.
Capering to eye her: on a trice, so please you,
Was't well done?
Sir, my liege,
[Aside. Set Caliban and his companions free; Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares my gracious
sir? There are yet missing of your company Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and
TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel. Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself, for all is but fortune.—Coragio! bully-monster, coragio!
Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.
Cal. O Setebos! these be brave spirits, indeed.