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That has such people in't!

PROSPERO.

'Tis new to thee.

ALONSO.

What is this maid with whom thou wast at play?

Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours;

Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,

And brought us thus together?

FERDINAND.

Sir, she is mortal;

But by immortal Providence she's mine.

I chose her when I could not ask my father

For his advice, nor thought I had one. She

Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan,

Of whom so often I have heard renown

But never saw before; of whom I have

Receiv'd a second life; and second father

This lady makes him to me.

ALONSO.

I am hers.

But, O, how oddly will it sound that I

Must ask my child forgiveness!

PROSPERO.

There, sir, stop;

Let us not burden our remembrances with

A heaviness that's gone.

GONZALO.

I have inly wept,

Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods,

And on this couple drop a blessed crown;

For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way

Which brought us hither.

ALONSO.

I say, Amen, Gonzalo!

GONZALO.

Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue

Should become Kings of Naples? O, rejoice

Beyond a common joy, and set it down

With gold on lasting pillars: in one voyage

Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;

And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife

Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom

In a poor isle; and all of us ourselves

When no man was his own.

ALONSO.

[To FERDINAND and MIRANDA] Give me your hands.

Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart

That doth not wish you joy.

GONZALO.

Be it so. Amen!

Re-enter ARIEL, with the MASTER and BOATSWAIN

amazedly following

O look, sir; look, sir! Here is more of us!

I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,

This fellow could not drown. Now, blasphemy,

That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?

Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news?

BOATSWAIN.

The best news is that we have safely found

Our King and company; the next, our ship-

Which but three glasses since we gave out split-

Is tight and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when

We first put out to sea.

ARIEL.

[Aside to PROSPERO] Sir, all this service

Have I done since I went.

PROSPERO.

[Aside to ARIEL] My tricksy spirit!

ALONSO.

These are not natural events; they strengthen

From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither?

BOATSWAIN.

If I did think, sir, I were well awake,

I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep,

And-how, we know not-all clapp'd under hatches;

Where, but even now, with strange and several noises

Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,

And moe diversity of sounds, all horrible,

We were awak'd; straightway at liberty;

Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld

Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master

Cap'ring to eye her. On a trice, so please you,

Even in a dream, were we divided from them,

And were brought moping hither.

ARIEL.

[Aside to PROSPERO] Was't well done?

PROSPERO.

[Aside to ARIEL] Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free.

ALONSO.

This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod;

And there is in this business more than nature

Was ever conduct of. Some oracle

Must rectify our knowledge.

PROSPERO.

Sir, my liege,

Do not infest your mind with beating on

The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure,

Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you,

Which to you shall seem probable, of every

These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful

And think of each thing well. [Aside to ARIEL] Come

hither, spirit;

Set Caliban and his companions free;

Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL] How fares my gracious sir?

There are yet missing of your company

Some few odd lads that you remember not.

Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and

TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel

STEPHANO.

Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man

take care for himself; for all is but fortune. Coragio,

bully-monster, coragio!

TRINCULO.

If these be true spies which I wear in my head,

here's a goodly sight.

CALIBAN.

O Setebos, these be brave spirits indeed!

How fine