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(So dear the love my people bore me) nor set
Alack! what trouble
O! 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 dukedom.
5 Sprinkled. 6 Stubborn resolution.
'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. 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.
Know thus far forth. By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this shore: and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star; whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop.--Here cease more questions; Thou art inclin’d to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, And give it way ;-I know thou can’st not choose.
· [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,
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 nigh shore ? Ari.
Close by, my master. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? Ari.
Not a hair perish'd; On their sustaining garments not a blemish,
7 The minutest article.
& Bustle, tumult.
But fresher than before : and, as thou bad'st me,
Of the king's ship,
Safely in harbour
Ariel, thy charge . Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: What is the time o' the day?
Past the mid season. Pro. At least two glassės : The time 'twixt six and
now, Must by us both be spent most preciously. Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me
pains, Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd,
9. Bermudas. .
Which is not yet perform’d me. · Pro.
How now? moody.?
I pray thee
Dost thou forget
I do not, sir.
Ari. No, sir.
Thou hast : where was she born?
0, was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, Which thou forget'st. This damn’d witch, Sycorax, For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible To enter human hearing, from Argier,