Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian, flesh and blood.

You, brother mine. that entertain d ambition,
Expell'd remorfe and nature; who with Sebastian
(Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong)
Would here have kill'd your King; I do forgive thee,
Unnat'ral though thou art. " Their understanding

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Begins to fwell, and the approaching tide

" Will shortly fill the reasonable shore,

"That now lies 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;

I will difcafe me, and myself present,

[Exit Ariel, and returns immediately.

As I was sometime Milan: quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

Ariel fings, and helps to attire him.

Where the bee fucks, there fuck I;
In a cowflip's bell I lie :
There I couch, when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly,
After summer, merrily.
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel: I shall miss thee;

But yet thou shalt have freedom. So, so, so,
To the King's ship, invisible as thou art;
There shalt thou find the mariners afleep
Under the hatches; the master and the boatswain,
Being awake, inforce them to this place;
And presently, I pr'ythee.

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return

Or e'er your pulse twice beat.

[Exit,

Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement

Inhabits here; some heav'nly power guide us

Out of this fearful country!

Pro. Behold, Sir King,

The wronged Duke of Milan, Profpero:

For more affurance 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.

Alon. Be'st thou he or no,

Or fome inchanted trifle to abuse me,

As late I have been, I not know; thy pulse
Beats, as of flesh and blood; and fince I faw thee,
Th' affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me; this must crave

(And if this be at all) a most strange story:
Thy dukedom I resign, and do intreat,

Thou pardon me my wrongs. But howshould Profpero Be living, and be here!

Pro. First, noble friend,

Let me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot

Be meafur'd or confin'd.

Gon. Whether this be,

Or be not, I'll not swear.

Pro. You do yet taste

Some fubtilties o' th' ifle, that will not let you
'Believe things certain: welcome, my friends all.
But you, my brace of lords, were I fo minded,
I here could pluck his Highness' frown upon you,
And juttify you traitors; at this time
I'll tell no tales.

Seh. The devil speaks in him.
Pro. No:

For you, most wicked Sir, whom to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive
Thy rankest faults; all of them; and require
My dukedom of thee, which perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.

Alon. If thou be'st Profpero,
Give us particulars of thy preservation,

How thou hast met us here, who three hours fince
Were wreckt upon this thore; where I have loft
(Dow sharp the point of this remembrance is!)
My dear fon Ferdinand.

Pro. I'm woe for't, Sir.

alon. Irreparable is the lofs, and Patience

Says, it is past her cure.

Pro. I rather think,

You have not fought her help; of whose soft grace,

For the like lofs, I have her fov'reign aid,

And reft myfelf content.

Alon. Alon. You the like lofs ?

Pro. As great to me, as late; and, fupportable To make the dear lofs, have I means much weaker

Than you may call to comfort you; for I

Have lost my daughter.

Alon. A daughter?

O heav'ns! that they were living both in Naples,
The King and Queen there! that they were I wish
Myself were mudded in that oozy bed,
Where my fon lies. When did you lose your daughter?

Pro. In this last tempeft. I perceive these lords
At this encounter do fo much admire,
That they devour their reason; and scarce think,
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath: but howfoe'er you have
Been juftled from your fenfes, know for certain,
That I am Profp'ro, and that very Duke
Which was thruft forth of Milan; who most strangely
Upon this shore, where you were wreckt, was landed
To be the lord on't. No more yet of this;
For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,
Not a relation for a breakfast, nor

Befitting this first meeting Welcome, Sir;
This cell's my court; here have I few attendants,
And fubjects none abroad; pray you, look in;
My dukedom since you've given me again,
I will requite you with as good a thing;
At least, bring forth a wonder to content ye,
As much as ime my dukedom.

SCENE IV. Opens to the entrance of the cell.

Here Profpero discovers Ferdinand and Miranda playing at Chefs.

Mira. Sweet Lord, you play me falfe.

Fer. No, my dear love,

I would not for the world.

Mira. Yes, for a fcore of kingdoms you should

wrangle,

And I would call it fair play.

Alon. If this prove

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

Seb. A most high miracle!

Fer. Though the feas threaten, they are merciful:

I've curs'd them without cause.

Alon. Now all the blessings

Of a glad father compass thee about!

Arife, and fay how thou cam'st here.

Mira. O! wonder!

[Ferd. kneeks.

How many goodly creatures are there here?

How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,

That has fuch people in't!

Pro. 'Tis new to thee.

Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast at

play?

Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath fever'd us,
And brought us thus together?
Fer. Sir, she's mortal;
But, by immortal providence, she's mine.
I chose her, when I could not ask my father
For his advice; nor thought I had one: she
Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan,
Of whom fo often I have heard renown,
But never saw before: of whom I have
Receiv'd a second life, and second father
This lady makes him to me.

Alon. I am her's;

But, oh! how oddly will it found, that I

Must ask my child forgiveness !

Pro. There, Sir, stop;

Let us not burthen our remembrance with

An heaviness that's gone.

Gon. I've inly wept,

Or should have spoke ere this.

Look down, you gods,

And on this couple drop a blessed crown:

For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way

Which brought us hither!

Alon. 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

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In gold on lasting pillars! in one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife
Wliere he himself was lost; Profpero his dukedom,

In a poor ifle; and all of us, ourselves,

When no man was his own.

Alon. Give me your hands:

[To Ferd. and Mir.

Let grief and forrow still embrace his heart,

That doth not wish you joy !

Gon. Be't so, Amen!

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V.

Enter Ariel, with the master and boatswain amazedly

following.

O look, Sir, look, Sir, here are more of us!
I prophefy'd, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown. Now, blafphemy,
That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?
Haft thou no mouth by land? what is the news?

Boats. The best news is, that we have fafely 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 fea.

Ari. Sir, all this service Have I done fince I went. Pro. My tricksey 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 aflcep,
And, how we know not, all clapt under hatches,
Where but ev'n now with strange and sev'ral noises
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,
And more diversity of founds, 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
Cap'ring to eye her; on a trice, so please you,
Ev'n in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought mopping hither.