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Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well " in our return.

Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such a " paragʻon to their queen.

« Gon. Not since widow Dido's time. :Ant. Widow ? a pox o' that! How came that Il widow in ? Widow Dido!

Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too ? good lord, how you take it!

Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me “ study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis.

Gon., This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. Adr. Carthage ? " Gon. I assure you, Carthage. Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp! Şeb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy next?

-90 “ Seb. I think, he will carry this island home in his “pocket, and give it his son for an apple.

Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea; “ bring forth more islands.

" Gon. Ay? Ant. Why, in good time. “ Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis at the “ marriage of your daughter, who is now queen.

Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Seb. Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.

Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido..


" Gon.

Gor. Is not, sir, my doublet, as fresh as the first ** day I wore it? I mean, in a sort.

Ant. That sort was well fish'd for. Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's mar,

riage." Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, against The stomach of my sense : 'Would I had never Marry'd my daughter there! for, coming thence, My son is lost; “ and, in my rate, she too, 110 “ Who is so far from Italy remov’d, I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir “ Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish “ Hath made his meal on thee!”

Fran. Sir, he may live;
I saw him beat the surgęs under him,
And ride

their backs ;

« he trod the water,
! Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted
« The

surge most swoln that met him :" his bold

head 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke To the shore, that o'er his .wave-worn basis bow'd, As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt, He came alive to land.

Alon. No, no, he's gone.

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss ; That would not bless our Europe with your daughter, But rather lose her to an African; Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye Who hath cause to wet the grief on't.

130 Alon.


Alon. Pr'ythee, peace.
Seb. You were kneelid to, and importun'd other-

By all of us ; and the fair soul herself
Weigh’d, between lothness and obedience, at
Which end the beam should bow. We have lost your

I fear, for eyer : Milan and Naples have
More widows in them of this business' making,
Than we bring men to comfort them; the fault's
Your own.
Alon. So is the dearest o' the loss.

Gon. My lord Sebastian,
The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness,
And time to speak it in : you rub the sore,
When you should bring the plaister.

Seb. Very well.
Ant. And most chirurgeonly.

« Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,
" When you are cloudy.

Seb. Foul weather ?
Ant. Very foul."
Gon. Had I the plantation of this isle, my lord,
« Ant. He'd sow't with nettle-seed.
Seb. Or docks, or mallows.

Gon. And were the king of it, what would I do? " Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine.

Gon. I' the commonwealth, I would by contraries “ Execute all things : for no kind of traffick “ Would I admit; no name of magistrate ;


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" Letters sliould not be known; riches, poverty, * And use of service, none; contract, succession, « Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none: 161 “ No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : “ No oëcupation; all men idle, all,

6. And women too, but innocent and pure : “ No sovereignty.

Seb. And yet he would be king on't.

" Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets “ the beginning.

Gon. All things in common nature should produce ay Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, 170 “ Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, “ Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, « Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance “ To feed my innocent people.

Seb. No marrying ʼmong his subjects ? Ant. None, man all-idle; whores, and knaves.

“ Gow.'? Iwould with such perfection govern, sir, To excel the golden age.

Seb. 'Save his majesty! ? © " Ant. Long live Gonzalo !

i 80 - Gon. And, do you nrark me, sir?". Alon. Pr'ythee, no more; thou dost talk nothing to


? Gori. I do well believe your highess; and did it " to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of « such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use “ to laugh at Ant. 'Twas you.we laugh'd at..


66 Gon,

« Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am “ nothing to you : so you may continue, and laugh at s nothing still.

191 « Ant. What a blow was there given? Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. « Gon. You are gentlemen of brave metal; you

would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would “ continue in it five weeks without changing."


Enter Ariel, playing solemn Musick. " Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling., 6. Ant. Nay, my good lord, be not angry.

Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure my « discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, “ for I am very heavy? « Ant." Go, sleep, and hear us.

[Gonz, ADR. FRA. &c. sleep. Alon. What, all sa soon asleep! I wish mine eyes: Would, with theniselves, shut up my thoughts: I

They are inclin'd to do so.

Seb. Please you, sir,
Do not omit the heavy offer of it :
It seldom visits sorrow; when it dothy
It is a comforter.

Ant. We two, my lord,
Will guard your person, while you take your rest,
And watch your safety.
Alon. Thank you: Wond'rous heavy

[ All sleep but Seb, and ANT.



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