Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part: the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further: Go, release them, Ariel; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, Ari. I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit. Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves; And ye, that on the sands with printless foot The pine and cedar: graves, at my command, [Solemn music. 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 Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the shew of thine, Fall fellowly drops.-The charm dissolves apace; To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and blood, You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, I will dis-case me, and myself present, [Exit ARIEL. As I was sometime Milan :-quickly, spirit; ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire PROSPERO. Ari. 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 : Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain, And presently, I pry'thee. Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit ARIEL. Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us Pro. Behold, sir king, The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero: For more assurance that a living prince. Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; Alon. Whe'er 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, The affliction of my mind amends, with which, 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 Pros pero Be living, and be here? Pro. First, noble friend, Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot Be measur'd, or confined. Gon. Whether this be, Or be not, I'll not swear. Pro. You do yet taste Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends all :But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, [Aside to SEB. and ANT. I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, And justify you traitors: at this time For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Alon. If thou beest Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation : [Aside. How thou hast met us here, who three hours since How sharp the point of this remembrance is !— Pro. I am woe for't, sir. Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience Says, it is past her cure. Pro. I rather think, You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace, For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid, And rest myself content. Alon. You the like loss? Pro. As great to me, as late; and, portable To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker |