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85 And left me to a bootless inquisition, Concluding, Stay: not yet.
Pro. The hour's now come; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember
A time before we came unto this cell?
Mir. Certainly, Sir, I can.
Mir. 'Tis far off 45 And rather like a dream than an assurance
That my remembrance warrants. Had I not
Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But how is it, That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else 50 In the dark backward and abysm of time?
If thou remember'st aught ere thou cam’st here,
Mir. But that I do not.
Mir. Sir, are not you my father? Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father Was Duke of Milan; thou his only heir, And princess; no worse issued.
Mir. O, the heavens! 60 What foul play had we, that we came from thence ? Or blessed was 't we did ?
Pro. Both, both, my girl:
41 Out F, Quite Collier's Corr. yere F (in both places), years Pope. 58 thou Steevens, and F (and thou Johnson). A Pope.
59 And F,
By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence, But blessedly holp hither.
Mir. O, my heart bleeds To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to, 65 Which is from my remembrance! Please you, farther.
Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call’d Antonio, –
Of all the world I lov’d, and to him put
Through all the signiories it was the first,
Without a parallel; those being all my study, 75 The government I cast upon my brother,
And to my state grew stranger, being transported
Mir. Sir, most heedfully. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, 80 How to deny them, who to advance, and who
To trash for over-topping, new-created
Of officer and office, set all hearts i' the state 85 To what tune pleas’d his ear; that now he was
The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk,
Pro. I pray thee, mark me.. I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate 90 To closeness and the bettering of my mind
With that which, but by being so retired,
rapt F, wrapt many Edd. 80 who (in both places) F, whom F2 and most Edd.
plash Hanmer cj. 84 The words i' the state should, perhaps, be omitted. O yes Capell cj. 89 dedicate Ritson cj., dedicated F.
O'erpriz'd all popular rate, in my false brother
Like a good parent, did beget of him 95 A, falsehood, in its contrary as great
As my trust was- — which had, indeed, no limit,
But what my power might else exact, – like one, 100 Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
And executing the outward face of royalty 105 With all prerogative; hence his ambition Growing, -dost hear?
Mir. Your tale, Sir, would cure deafness.
Pro. To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for, he needs will be
Absolute Milan. Me, poor man! my library
He thinks me now incapable: confederates
Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend
Mir. O, the heavens! Pro. Mark his condition and the event; then tell me If this might be a brother.
Mir. I should sin To think but nobly of my grandmother: 120 Good wombs have borne bad sons.
Pro. Now the condition.
100 into F., corr. by Warburton. We should probably follow Hanmer in reading who, loving an untruth.
103 indeed the duke F, indeed om. Steevens. sq. Ambition growing Do'st thou heare F, corr. by Steevens, 112 with King F, corr. by Capell.
This King of Naples, being an enemy
Of homage, and I know not how much tribute, 125 Should presently extirpate me and mine
Out of the dukedom, and confer fair Milan,
Fated to the purpose did Antonio open
The ministers for the purpose hurried thence
Mir. Alack, for pity!
Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint 135 That wrings mine eyes to 't.
Pro. Hear a little further,
Mir. Wherefore did they not
Pro. Well demanded, wench; 140 My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not
(So dear the love my people bore me), nor set
In few, they hurried us aboard a bark,
A rotten carcass of a butt not rigg'd,
To cry to the sea that roar'd to us, to sigh
a-boord F. 146 Butt F (see H. von Friesen, Shakspere-Studien, III. p. 536), boat Dryden. 148 have F, had Dryden,
Mir. Alack! what trouble Was I then to you!
Pro. O! a cherubin Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst smile,
Infused with a fortitude from heaven,
Under my burthen groan'd; which rais’d in me
Mir. How came we ashore? Pro. By providence divine. 160 Some food we had, and some fresh water, that
A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,
Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, 165 Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness,
Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me
Mir. Would I might
Pro. Now I arise.
[Resumes his mantle. 170 Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow.
Here in this island we arriv'd, and here
Mir. Heavens thank you for't! And now I pray you, Sir (For still 'tis beating in my mind), your reason For raising this sea-storm?
Pro. Know thus far forth. By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune (Now my dear lady) hath mine enemies
156 burthen F, not burden. 162 he being Steevens cj. 165 steeded F. 173 Princesse F, princess' Dyce, princes Rowe.