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She has been stuping

the abharition is

to her a band of utagic vision, t

whole seeme of magic worked by

ariel

no married

A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows
And strays about to find 'em.

Mira.

I might call him

A thing divine; for nothing natural

I ever saw so noble.

Pro. [Aside.] It goes on, I see,

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As my soul prompts it.—Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free

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Most sure, the goddess

On whom these airs attend!-Vouchsafe my prayer
May know if you remain upon this island;
And that you will some good instruction give
How I may bear me here: my prime request,
Which I do last pronounce, is,—O you wonder!-
If you be maid or no?

Mira.

But certainly a maid.

Fer.

420

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I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.

Pro.

How! the best?

What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard

thee?

Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me; And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples, Who with mine eyes,-ne'er since at ebb,-beheld The king, my father wrack'd.

Mira.

Alack, for mercy!

428

Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke of

Milan,

And his brave son being twain.

420 remain: dwell

434

429 single: solitary, with pun on feeble

Pro.

[Aside.] The Duke of Milan,

And his more braver daughter could control thee,
If now 'twere fit to do 't.-At the first sight
They have changed eyes:-delicate Ariel,

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I'll set thee free for this!-[To Fer.] A word, good sir;

I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word.

440

Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father To be inclin'd my way!

Fer.

O! if a virgin,

And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The Queen of Naples.

Pro.

Soft, sir: one word more

444

[Aside.] They are both in either's powers: but this

swift business

I must uneasy make, lest too light winning

448

Make the prize light.-[To Fer.] One word more: I

charge thee

That thou attend me. Thou dost here usurp

The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself
Upon this island as a spy, to win it

From me, the lord on 't.

Fer.

No, as I am a man.

452

Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:

If the ill spirit have so fair a house,

Good things will strive to dwell with 't.

Pro.

Follow me.

456

Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come;

436 control: confute

440 done... wrong: erred in your account of yourself

Prospero the watch waker

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