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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 inine; I say, or chang’d them, Or else new form'd them: having both the key Of officer and office, set all hearts To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk, And suck'd my verdure out on't.-- Thou attend’st not: I pray thee, mark me. Mira.
O good sir, I do. Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ds, all dedicate To closeness, and the bettering of my mind With that, which, but by being so retir'd, O'er-priz'd all popular rate, in my false brother, Awak'd an evil nature : and my trust, Like a good parent, did beget of him A falsehood, in its contrary as great As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded, Not only with what my revenue yielded, But what my power might else exact--like one, Who having, unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie, he did believe He was the duke; out of the substitution, And executing the outward face of royalty, With all prerogative:-Hence bis ambition Growing,—Dost hear? 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 Absolute Milan; me, poor man!--my library Was dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties He thinks me now incapable; confederates (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, To give him annual tribute, do him homage ; Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend The dukedom, yet unbow'd (alas, poor Milan!)
To most ignoble stooping.
O the heavens!
I should sin
Now the condition.
Alack, for pity!
Hear a little further,
Wherefore did they not
Well demanded, wench;
To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigli
Alack! what trouble
0! a cherubim
How came we ashore? Pro. By Providence divine. Some food we had, and some fresh water, that A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo, Out of his charity. (who being then appointed Master of this design,) did give us; with Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, From my own library, with volumes that I prize above my
'Would I might But ever see that man! Pro.
Now I arise :Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Here in this island we arriv'd; and here Have I, thy school-master, made thee more profit Than other princes can, that have more time For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. [you, sir, Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And
pray (For still 'tis beating in my mind,) your reason For raising this sea-storm? Pro.
Know thus far forth.
If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes
[Miranda sleeps, Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; Approach, my Ariel ; come.
Enter ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I 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 Ariel, and all his quality. Pro.
Hast thou, spirit, Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee?
Ari. To every article.
My brave spirit!
Not a soul
Why, that's my spirit!
But was not this righ shore?
Close by, my master.
Not a hair perishd;
Of the king's ship,
Safely in harbour
Ariel, thy charge
Past the mid season.
Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains, Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, Which is not yet perform'd me. Pro.
How now? moody? What is't thou can'st demand? Ari.
My liberty. Pro. Before the time be out? no more. Ari.
I pray thee