Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed; which PROSPERO observing, speaks.

A solemn air, and the best comforter
To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains,
Now useless, boiled within thy skull! There stand,
For you are spell-stopped.-

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,

Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine,
Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.-O my good Gonzalo,
My true preserver, and a loyal sir

To him thou followest; I will pay thy graces

Home, both in word and deed.-Most cruelly
Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter:
Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;-
Thou 'rt pinched for 't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and
blood,

You brother mine, that entertained ambition,
Expelled remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian
(Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong),
Would here have killed your king; I do forgive thee,
Unnatural though thou art!-Their understanding
Begins to swell; and the approaching tide [Aside.
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores,

That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them That yet looks on me, or would know me :-Ariel, Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell;

[Exit ARIEL.

I will discase me, and myself present,
As I was sometime Milan: quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

The wrongéd Duke of Milan, Prospero :
For more assurance that a living prince
Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body,
And to thee, and thy company, I bid
A hearty welcome.

Alon. Whe'r thou beest he, or no,

Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,
As late I have been, I not know thy pulse
Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee,
The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave
(An if this be at all) a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs :-But how should
Prospero

Pro. As great to me; as late; and, portable 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, The king and queen there! That they were, I wish Myself were mudded in that oosy bed

Where my son lies. When did you lose your 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 't is a chronicle of day by day,
Not a relation of 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
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 wrangle,

And I would call it fair play.

Alon.

If this prove

A vision of the island, one dear son Shall I twice lose.