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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, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, For you are spell-stopp'd.Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops.The charm dissolves a pace; And as the morving 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 follow'st; 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 pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and
blood, You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell’d remorse* and nature; who, with Sebastian (Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong), Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee, Unnatural though thou art !--Their understanding Begins to swell: and the approaching tide 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 dis-case me, and myself present, As I was sometime Milan :--quickly, spirit; Thou shalt ere long be free,
* Pity, or tenderness of heart.
Ariel re-enters, singing, and helps to attire
Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie :
After summer, merrily:
Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel ; I shall miss thee'
Ari. I drink the air before me, and return
Behold, sir king,
Whe'r* thou beest he, or no,
Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should Pros.
pero Be living, and be here! Pro.
First, noble friend,
Whether this be,
You do yet taste
[Aside to Seb. and Ant. I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, And justify you traitors; at this time I'll tell no tales. Seb.
The devil speaks in him. [Aside.
If thou beest Prospero,
I am woe* fort, sir.
I rather think
You the like loss ?
To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker
Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords
navd and Miranda playing at chess.
No, my dearest love,
If this prove
A most high miracle ! Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful; I have curs'd them without cause.
[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.
O! wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankiod is! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro.
'Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast
Sir, she's niortal;
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 king of Naples ? O, rejoice