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What things are these, my lord Antonio?
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em?
TRIN. I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing.
SEB. Why, how now, Stephano!
STE. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but
PROS. You'ld be king o' the isle, sirrah?
ALON. This is a strange thing as e'er I look'd on. [Pointing to CALiban.
PROS. He is as disproportion'd in his manners As in his shape. Go, sirrah, to my cell; Take with you your companions; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely.
CAL. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter And seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god
And worship this dull fool!
Go to; away!
ALON. Hence, and bestow your luggage where
you found it.
SEB. Or stole it, rather.
[Exeunt CAL., STE., and TRIN. PROS. Sir, I invite your highness and your train To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest For this one night; which, part of it, I'll waste With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall make it Go quick away; the story of my life And the particular accidents gone by
Since I came to this isle: and in the morn
I'll bring you to your ship and so to Naples,
To hear the story of your life, which must
I'll deliver all;
And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales
And sail so expeditious that shall catch
Your royal fleet far off. [Aside to ARI.] My Ariel, chick,
Be free, and fare thou well! Please you, draw near.
SPOKEN BY PROSPERO.
charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's mine own,
Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself and frees all faults.
Let your indulgence set me free.
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