Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio,— Without a parallel; those being all my study, And to my state grew stranger, being transported, Mira. Sir, most heedfully. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash for over-topping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd them, Or else new form'd them :) having both the key To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was And suck'd my verdure out on't.-Thou attend'st O good sir, I do. Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, But what my power might else exact, like one, Made such a sinner of his memory, Mira. 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 Mira. O the heavens ! Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then tell me, If this might be a brother. I should sin Mira. Pro. Now the condition. To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; The gates of Milan; and, i̇' the dead of darkness, Mira. Alack, for pity! I, not rememb'ring how I cry'd out then, cry it o'er again; it is a hint*, Will That wrings mine eyes. Pro. Hear a little further, And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon us; without the which, this story Were most impertinent. Mira. That hour destroy us? Pro. Wherefore did they not Well demanded, wench; My tale provokes that question.) Dear, they durst not; (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd Mira. Was I then to you! Alack what trouble Pro. O! a cherubim Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst smile, Infused with a fortitude from heaven, When I have deck'd + the sea with drops full salt; Under my burden groan'd; which rais'd in me An undergoing stomach ‡, to bear up Against what should ensue. Mira. How came we ashore? Pro. By Providence divine. Some food we had, and some fresh water, that * Suggestion. † Sprinkled. Stubborn resolution. Out of his charity (who being then appointed Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, I prize above my dukedom. Mira. But ever see that man! Pro. 'Would I might Now I arise : Sit still, and hear the last of our sea sorrow. Mira. 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. A most auspicious star; whose influence Enter Ariel. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! Į come To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds; to thy strong bidding, task Hast thou, spirit, Ariel, and all his quality. Pro. Perform'd to point* the tempest that I bade thee? Ari. To every article. I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, cursors O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-outrunning were not: the fire, and cracks Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble; Yea, his dread trident shake. Pro. My brave spirit! Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil + Would not infect his reason? Ari. Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Some tricks of desperation: all, but mariners, Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel, Then all a-fire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand, With hair up-staring (then like reeds, not hair), Was the first man that leap'd; cried, Hell is empty, And all the devils are here. Pro. But was not this nigh shore? Why, that's my spirit. Close by, my master. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? Not a hair perish'd; On their sustaining garments not a blemish, *The minutest article. Bustle, tumult. |