destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt. Re-enter Boatswain. Boats. Down with the topmast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with main-course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! They are louder than the weather, or our office.— Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO. Yet again? what do you here? Shall we give o'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Seb. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog! Boats. Work you, then. Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art. Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstanched wench. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold set her two courses; off to sea again, lay her off. Enter Mariners, wet. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! [Exeunt. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? For our case is as theirs. Seb. I am out of patience. Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards. This wide-chapped rascal ;-'Would, thou mightst lie drowning, The washing of ten tides! Gon. He'll be hanged yet; Though every drop of water swear against it, [A confused noise within.]-Mercy on us! we [Exit. [Exit. But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Had I been any god of power, I would Pro. I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, And pluck my magic garment from me.—So; [Lays down his mantle. Lie there, my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort. The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touched Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. For thou must now know further. The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Of any thing the image tell me, that Hath kept with thy remembrance. "T is far off; Mira. And rather like a dream than an assurance That my remembrance warrants: Had I not Four or five women once that tended me? To think o' the teen that I have turned you to, Which is from my remembrance! Please you, further. Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, called Antonio, I pray thee, mark me, that a brother should Be so perfidious !-he whom, next thyself, Of all the world I loved, and to him put The manage of my state; as, at that time, Without a parallel: those being all my study, Mira. Sir, most heedfully. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash for over-topping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say, or changed them, Or else new formed them: having both the key not. Mira. O, good sir, I do. Pro. I pray thee, mark me. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate To closeness, and the bettering of my mind With that, which, but by being so retired, O'erprized all popular rate, in my false brother As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, To credit his own lie,-he did believe He was indeed the duke; out of the substitution, Dost thou hear? Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pro. To have no screen between this part he played, And him he played it for, he needs will be Pro. Now the condition. This King of Naples, being an enemy To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon us, without the which, this story Were most impertinent. My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not; (So dear the love my people bore me;) nor set But felt a fever of the mad, and played And all the devils are here!" But was not this nigh shore? The mariners, say, how thou hast disposed, And all the rest o' the fleet? I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camést first, Thou strok'st me, and mad'st much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in 't; and teach me how Curséd be I that did so!-All the charms |