Pros. Alon. Pros. Gon. Pros. Inhabits here some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country! Behold, sir king, For more assurance that a living prince Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; A hearty welcome. 110 Whether thou be'st 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, Thou pardon me my wrongs.-But how should Be living and be here? First, noble friend, Let me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot Or be not, I'll not swear. Whether this be You do yet taste I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, I will tell no tales. 120 Seb. Pros. Alon. Pros. [Aside] The devil speaks in him. No. For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother 130 If thou be'st Prospero, How thou hast met us here, who three hours since I am woe for 't, sir. Pros. Alon. I rather think You have not sought her help, of whose soft grace And rest myself content. You the like loss! Pros. As great to me as late; and, supportable Alon. To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker A daughter? 140 O heavens, that they were living both in Naples, Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter? Pros. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords At this encounter do so much admire, That they devour their reason, and scarce think 159 Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely landed, To be the lord on 't. No more yet of this; Not a relation for a breakfast, nor Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; Here Prospero discovers Ferdinand and Miranda Mir. Sweet lord, you play me false. Fer. I would not for the world. No, my dear'st love, Mir. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle, And I would call it fair play. Alon. If this prove 170 Seb. A most high miracle! [Kneels. Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful; Alon. Mir. Pros. I have cursed them without cause. Now all the blessings Of a glad father compass thee about! O, wonder ! 'Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid with whom thou wast at play? Fer. Alon. Pros. Gon. And brought us thus together? Sir, she is mortal; I am hers: There, sir, stop: Let us not burthen our remembrances with I have inly wept, 180 190 200 Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods, For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way Which brought us hither. Alon. Alon. Gon. Where he himself was lost, Prospero his dukedom When no man was his own. [To Fer. and Mir.] Give me your hands : Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart That doth not wish you joy! Be it so! Amen! Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain amazedly following. 210 Now, blasphemy, not an oath on shore? What is the news? O, look, sir, look, sir! here is more of us: I prophesied, if a gallows were on land, This fellow could not drown. That swear'st grace o'erboard, Hast thou no mouth by land? Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found. Our king and company; the next, our shipWhich, but three glasses since, we gave out splitIs tight and yare and bravely rigg'd, as when Ari. Pros. We first put out to sea. [Aside to Pros.] Sir, all this service Have I done since I went. [Aside to Ari.] My tricksy spirit! 221 |