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, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops.-The charm dissolves apace; To him thou follow'st, I will pay thy graces Thou 'rt pinch'd for 't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and blood, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian, Will shortly fill the reasonable shores, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them [Exit ARIEL. That yet looks on me, or would know me.-Ariel, Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell: I will dis-case me, and myself present, As I was sometime Milan.-Quickly, spirit; Thou shalt ere long be free. Ari. ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire PROSPERO. Where the bee sucks, there suck I: In a cowslip'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 asleep D Under the hatches; the master and the boatswain 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 Inhabit here: some heavenly power guide us Pro. Behold, sir king, Out of this fearful country! The wronged 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, 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. First, noble friend, Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain.-Welcome, my friends all : [Aside to SEB. and ANT.] But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, And justify you traitors: at this time. I will tell no tales. Seb. [Aside.] The devil speaks in him. Pro. No. For you, most wicked Sir, whom to call brother Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require Alon. If thou beest Prospero, My dear son Ferdinand. Pro. I am woe for 't, Sir. Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience Says it is past her cure. You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace, And rest myself content. Alon. You the like loss? Pro. As great to me, as late; and, supportable 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, Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter? 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 That I am Prospero, and that very duke Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely For 'tis a chronicle of day by day, Not a relation for a breakfast, nor Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, Sir; I will requite you with as good a thing; The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess. Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false. Fer. I would not for the world. No, my dearest love, Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle, And I would call it fair play. Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful: I have curs'd them without cause. Alon. Of a glad father compass thee about! Mira. [FERD. kneels to ALON. Now, all the blessings O, wonder! Pro. O, brave new world, '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 sever'd us, And brought us thus together? Fer. Sir, she is mortal; She But, by immortal providence, she's mine: 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 When no man was his own. Alon. [To FER. and MIR.] Give me your hands: Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, That doth not wish you joy! Gon. Be it so: Amen! Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain amazedly following. O look, Sir! look, Sir! here are more of us. I prophesied, if a gallows were on land, This fellow could not drown.-Now, blasphemy, Ari. [Aside to PRO.] Have I done since I went. Pro. [Aside to ARI.] Sir, all this service My tricksy 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, Ari. [Aside to PRO.] Was 't well done? Pro. [Aside to ARI.] Bravely, my diligence! Thou shalt be free. |