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[Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO,
and OTHERS]
GONZALO.
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Beseech | you sir,| be mer|ry; you / have cause,
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(So have | we all)| of joy;| for our | escape
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Is much | beyond | our loss;| our hint | of woe
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Is com|mon, eve|ry day,| some sai|lor's wife,
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The mast|ers of some | merchant,| and the |
merchant
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Have just | our theme | of woe: | but for the |
miracle,
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(I mean | our pres|erva|tion) few | in mil||lions
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Can speak | like^us:| then wise|ly (good / sir)
weigh
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Our sor|row, with | our com|fort.
ALONSO.
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prith|ee peace.
SEBASTIAN.
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He re|ceives com/fort like^|cold | porridge.
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ANTONIO.
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The vis|itor | will not | give him | ore so.
SEBASTIAN.
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Look, he's | winding | up the | watch of | his
wit,
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By and | by it | will strike.
GONZALO.
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Sir.
SEBASTIAN.
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One: tell.
GONZALO.
When every grief is entertained,
That's offered comes to the entertainer.
SEBASTIAN.
A dollar.
GONZALO.
Dolor comes to him indeed, you have spoken truer than you purposed.
SEBASTIAN.
You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should.
GONZALO.
Therefore my lord.
ANTONIO.
Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue.
ALONSO.
I prithee spare.
GONZALO.
Well, I have done: but yet
SEBASTIAN.
He will be talking.
ANTONIO.
Which, of he, or Adrian, for a good wager, first begins to crow?
SEBASTIAN.
The old cock.
ANTONIO.
The cockerel.
SEBASTIAN.
Done: The wager?
ANTONIO.
A laughter.
SEBASTIAN.
A match.
ADRIAN.
Though this island seem to be deser.
SEBASTIAN.
Ha, ha, ha.
ANTONIO.
So: you're paid.
ADRIAN.
Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible.
SEBASTIAN.
Yet
ADRIAN.
Yet
ANTONIO.
He could not miss it.
ADRIAN.
It must needs be of subtle, tender, and delicate temperance.
ANTONIO.
Temperance was a delicate wench.
SEBASTIAN.
Aye, and a subtle, as he most learnedly delivered.
ADRIAN.
The air breathes upon us here most sweetly.
SEBASTIAN.
As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.
ANTONIO.
Or, as twere perfumed by a fen.
GONZALO.
Here is everything advantageous to life.
ANTONIO.
True, save means to live.
SEBASTIAN.
Of that there's none, or little.
GONZALO.
How lush and lusty the grass looks? How green?
ANTONIO.
The ground indeed is tawny.
SEBASTIAN.
With an eye of green in it.
ANTONIO.
He misses not much.
SEBASTIAN.
No: he doth but mistake the truth totally.
GONZALO.
But the rarity of it is, which is indeed almost beyond credit.
SEBASTIAN.
As many vouched rarities are.
GONZALO.
That our garments being (as they were) drenched in the sea, hold
notwithstanding their freshness and glosses, being rather new-dyed than
stained with salt water.
ANTONIO.
If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say he lies?
SEBASTIAN.
Aye, or very falsely pocket up his report.
GONZALO.
Methinks our garments are now as fresh as when we put them on first in
Africa, at the marriage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the King of
Tunis.
SEBASTIAN.
Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well in our return.
ADRIAN.
Tunis was never graced before with such a paragon to their queen.
GONZALO.
Not since widow Dido's time.
ANTONIO.
Widow? A pox on that: How came that widow in? Widow Dido!
SEBASTIAN.
What if he had said widower Aeneas too? Good Lord, how you take
it?
ADRIAN.
Widow Dido said you? You make me study of that: she was of Carthage, not of
Tunis.
GONZALO.
This Tunis sir was Carthage.
ADRIAN.
Carthage?
GONZALO.
I assure you Carthage.
ANTONIO.
His word is more than the miraculous harp.
SEBASTIAN.
He hath raised the wall and houses too.
ANTONIO.
What impossible matter will he make easy next?
SEBASTIAN.
I think he will carry this island home in his pocket, and give it his son
for an apple.
ANTONIO.
And sowing the kernels of it in the sea, bring forth more islands.
ALONSO.
Aye.
ANTONIO.
Why in good time.
GONZALO.
Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem now as fresh as when we were at
Tunis at the marriage of your daughter, who is now Queen.
ANTONIO.
And the rarest that ere came there.
SEBASTIAN.
Bate (I beseech you) widow Dido.
ANTONIO.
O widow Dido? Aye, widow Dido.
GONZALO.
Is not sir my doublet as fresh as the first day I wore it? I mean in a
sort.
ANTONIO.
That sort was well fished for.
GONZALO.
When I wore it at your daughter's marriage.
ALONSO.
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You cram | these words | into | mine^ears,| against
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The stom|ach of | my sense:| Would I had | never
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Married | my daught|er there:| for com|ing thence
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My son | is lost,| and (in | my rate)| she too,
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Who is | so far | from It|aly | removed,
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I nere | again | shall see her:| O* thou |
mine^heir
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Of Nap|les and | of Milan,| what strange fish
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Hath made | his meal | on thee?
FRANCISCO.
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Sir he | may live,
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I saw | him beat | the surg|es und|er him,
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And ride | upon | their backs:| he trod | the
wat||er
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Whose en|mity | he flung | aside:| and breast||ed
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The surge | most swollen | that met | him: his /
bold head
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Bove the | conten|tious waves | he kept,| and oared
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Himself | with his / good arms | in lus|ty stroke
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To the shore;| that ore | his wave-worn bas|is
bowed,
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As stoop|ing to | relieve | him: I | not doubt
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He came | alive | to land.
ALONSO.
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No, no,| he's gone.
SEBASTIAN.
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Sir you | may thank | yourself | for this / great
loss,
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That would not | bless our | Europe | with your |
daughter,
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But rath|er lose | her to | an Af|rican,
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Where she | at least,| is ban|ished from | your
eye,
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Who hath cause | to wet | the grief | on it.
ALONSO.
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prith|ee peace.
SEBASTIAN.
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You were | kneeled to,| and imp|ortuned |
otherwise
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By all | of us: | and the / fair soul | herself
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Weighed be|tween loath/ness, and | obed|ience at
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Which end | of the beam | should bow:| we have
lost | your son,
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I fear | for ever:| Milan | and Nap|les have
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More wid|ows in | them of this | business'|
making,
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Than we | bring men | to com|fort them:|
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The fault's | your own. \\
ALONSO.
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So is | the dear|est of | the loss.|
GONZALO.
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My lord | Sebas|tian, \\
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The truth | you speak | doth lack | some
gent|leness,
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And time | to speak | it in:| you rub | the sore,
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When you | should bring | the plast|er.
SEBASTIAN.
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Ve|ry well.
ANTONIO.
And most chirurgeonly.
GONZALO.
It is foul weather in us all, good sir, when you are cloudy.
SEBASTIAN.
Foul weather?
ANTONIO.
Very foul.
GONZALO.
Had I plantation of this isle my lord,
ANTONIO.
He'd sow it with nettle-seed.
SEBASTIAN.
Or docks, or mallows.
GONZALO.
And were the king on it, what would I do?
SEBASTIAN.
Scape being drunk, for want of wine.
GONZALO.
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In the com|monwealth | I would |(by con|traries)
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Exe|cute^all | things: for | no* kind | of traf||fic
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Would I | admit:| no name | of mag|istrate:
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Letters | should not | be known:| riches,|
poverty,
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And use | of serv|ice, none:| contract, succes||sion,
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Bourn,| bound of | land, tilth, vine|yard none:
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No use | of met|al, corn,| or wine,| or oil:
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No oc|cupa|tion, all | men^id|le, all:
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And wom|en too,| but in|nocent | and pure:
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No sove|reignty.
SEBASTIAN.
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Yet he | would be | king on it.
ANTONIO.
The latter end of his commonwealth forgets the beginning.
GONZALO.
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All things | in com|mon na|ture should | produce
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Without | sweat or en|deavor:| treason,| felony,
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Sword, pike, knife,| gun, or | need of | any
eng||ine
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Would I | not have:| but na|ture should / bring forth
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Of its own | kind, all | foison,| all a|bundance
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To feed | my in|nocent peo|ple. \\
SEBASTIAN.
No marrying among his subjects?
ANTONIO.
None (man) all idle; whores and knaves.
GONZALO.
I would with such perfection govern sir: to excel the golden age.
SEBASTIAN.
Save his Majesty.
ANTONIO.
Long live Gonzalo.
GONZALO.
And do you mark me, sir?
ALONSO.
Prithee no more: thou dost talk nothing to me.
GONZALO.
I do well believe your highness, and did it to minister occasion to these
gentlemen, who are of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use
to laugh at nothing.
ANTONIO.
Twas you we laughed at.
GONZALO.
Who, in this kind of merry fooling am nothing to you: so you may continue,
and laugh at nothing still.
ANTONIO.
What a blow was there given?
SEBASTIAN.
And it had not fallen flat-long.
GONZALO.
You are gentlemen of brave mettle: you would lift the moon out of her
sphere, if she would continue in it five weeks without changing.
[Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing solemn music]
SEBASTIAN.
We would so, and then go a-bat-fowling.
ANTONIO.
Nay good my lord, be not angry.
GONZALO.
No I warrant you, I will not adventure my discretion so weakly: will you
laugh me asleep, for I am very heavy.
ANTONIO.
Go sleep, and hear us.
[All sleep but ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, and ANTONIO]
ALONSO.
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What all | so soon | asleep?| I wish | mine^eyes
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Would (with | themselves)| shut up | my
thoughts,|
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I find | they are | inclined | to do | so.
SEBASTIAN.
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Please you
| sir, \\
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Do not | omit | the hea|vy of|fer of it:
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It seld|om vis|its sor|row, when | it doth,
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It is | a com|forter.
ANTONIO.
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We two | my lord,
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Will guard | your pers|on while | you take | your
rest,
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And watch | your safe|ty.
ALONSO.
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Thank | you: wond|rous
heavy. ??
[ALONSO sleeps. Exit ARIEL.]
SEBASTIAN.
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What a | strange drows/iness | posses|ses them?
ANTONIO.
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It is | the qual|ity | of the clim|ate.
SEBASTIAN.
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Why
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doth it not | then our | eyelids sink? | I find
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Not my|self dis|posed to | sleep.
ANTONIO.
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Nor I,| my spirits | are nim|ble:
(tetra with prev)
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They fell | togeth|er all,| as by | consent
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They dropped,| as by | a thund|er-stroke:| what
might
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Worthy | Sebas|tian? O,| what might?| No more:
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And yet,| methinks | I see | it in | thy face,
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What thou | shouldst be:| The occa|sion speaks |
thee, and
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My strong | ima|gina|tion sees | a crown
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Dropping | upon | thy head.
SEBASTIAN.
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What? Art | thou
wak||ing?
ANTONIO.
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Do you | not hear | me speak?
SEBASTIAN.
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I do,| and sure||ly
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It | is a sleep|y lang|uage; and | thou speakst
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Out of | thy sleep:| What is | it thou | didst
say?
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This is a | strange re|pose, to | be a|sleep
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With || eyes wide^|open:| standing,| speaking,|
moving:
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And yet | so fast | asleep.
ANTONIO.
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Noble Se|bastian,
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Thou letst | thy for|tune sleep:| die rath|er:
winkst ????
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Whiles thou | art wak|ing.
SEBASTIAN.
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Thou | dost snore |
distinct||ly,
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There's | meaning | in thy | snores. |
ANTONIO.
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I am / more ser|ious than | my cust|om: you
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Must be | so too,| if heed | me: which | to do,
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Trebles | thee ore.
SEBASTIAN.
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Well: I am | standing | water.
ANTONIO.
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I'll teach | you how | to flow.
SEBASTIAN.
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Do so:| to ebb
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Hered|itar|y sloth | instructs | me.
ANTONIO.
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O!
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If you | but knew | how you the | purpose |
cherish
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Whiles^thus | you mock | it: how | in strip|ping
it
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You more | invest | it: Eb|bing men,| indeed
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(Most of|ten) do | so near | the bot|tom run
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By their / own fear,| or sloth.
SEBASTIAN.
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Prithee | say on,
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The set|ting of / thine eye,| and cheek |
proclaim
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A mat|ter from | thee; and | a birth,| indeed,
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Which throes | thee much | to yield.
ANTONIO.
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Thus sir: |
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Although | this lord | of weak | remem|brance;
this
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Who shall | be of | as lit|tle mem|ory
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When he is | earthed, hath | here al/most per|suaded
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(For he's | a spirit | of per|suasion,| only
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Profes|ses to persuade)| the King | his son's |
alive,
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'Tis as | impos|sible | that he's | undrowned,
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As he | that sleeps | here, swims.
SEBASTIAN.
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I have | no
hope
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That he's | undrowned.
ANTONIO.
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O, out of | that no hope
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What great | hope^have | you? No | hope that
way,|| is
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Anoth|er way | so high | a hope,| that even
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Ambi|tion can|not pierce | a wink | beyond
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But doubts | discove|ry there;| Will you | grant
with || me
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That | Ferdi|nand is | drowned.
SEBASTIAN.
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He's | gone.
ANTONIO.
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Then tell | me, who's | the next | heir of |
Naples?
SEBASTIAN.
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Clari|bel. \\
ANTONIO.
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She that | is Queen | of Tun|is: she | that
dwells
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Ten^leagues | beyond man's life:| she that from |
Naples
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Can have no note,| unless | the sun | were post:
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The Man | in the Moon's | too slow,| till
new|born chins
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Be rough | and raz|orable:| she that | from whom
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We all | were sea-|swallowed,| though some | cast
a||gain,
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(And | by that | destiny)| to perform | an act
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Whereof,| what's past | is prologue; what | to
come
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In yours,| and my | discharge. \\
SEBASTIAN.
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What stuff | is this?| How say you?|
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'Tis true | my broth|er's daught|er's Queen of |
Tunis,
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So is she | heir of | Naples,| 'twixt which^|regions
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There is | some space.
ANTONIO.
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A space | whose^eve|ry
cubit
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Seems to | cry out, How | shall that | Claribel
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Measure us | back to | Naples?| Keep in | Tunis,
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And let | Sebas|tian wake.| Say, this | were death
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That now | hath seized | them, why | they were |
no worse
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Than now | they are:| There be | that can rule |
Naples
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As well | as he | that sleeps:| lords that | can
prate
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As amp|ly, and | unnec|essar|ily
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As this | Gonza|lo: I | myself | could make
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A chough | of as / deep chat:| O, that | you bore
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The mind | that I | do; What | a sleep | were
this
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For your | advance|ment? Do | you und|erstand || me?
SEBASTIAN.
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Methinks | I do.
ANTONIO.
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And how | does your | content
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Tender your | own good*| fortune?
SEBASTIAN.
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I re|member
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You did | supplant | your broth|er Pro|spero.
ANTONIO.
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True:
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And look | how well | my gar|ments sit | upon ||
me,
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Much | feater | than before:| my broth|er's
serv||ants
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Were then | my fel|lows, now | they are | my men.
SEBASTIAN.
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But for your | conscience. \\
ANTONIO.
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Aye sir:| where lies that?| If 'twere | a kibe
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'Twould put | me to my | slipper:| but I feel not
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This de|ity | in my bosom:| twenty |
conscien||ces
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That stand | 'twixt^me,| and Mil|an, can|died be
they,
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And melt | ere they mo|lest: Here*| lies your
| brother,
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No* bet|ter than | the earth | he lies | upon,
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If he | were that | which^now | he's like |
(that's dead)
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Whom I | with this | obed|ient steel |(three
inch/es of it)
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Can lay | to bed | for ever:| whiles^you | doing
thus,
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To the per|petual | wink for | aye might put
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This an|cient mors|el: this / Sir Prud|ence, who
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Should not | upbraid | our course:| For all | the
rest,
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They'll take | sugges|tion as a // cat laps milk,
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They'll tell | the clock,| to an|y bus|iness that
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We say | befits | the hour.
SEBASTIAN.
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Thy case,| dear friend
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Shall be | my prec|edent:| as thou gotst Milan,
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I'll come by Nap|les: Draw | thy sword,|
one^stroke
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Shall free | thee from | the trib|ute which |
thou payst,
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And I | the king | shall love | thee.
ANTONIO.
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Draw |
togeth|er:
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And | when I rear | my hand,| do you | the like
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To fall it | on Gon|zalo.
SEBASTIAN.
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O, | but one word. (tri with prev)
[They converse apart.]
[Music. Enter ARIEL, invisible.]
ARIEL.
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My mast|er through | his art | foresees | the
dan||ger
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That you |(his friend)| are in,| and sends | me
forth
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(For else | his proj|ect dies)| to keep | thee
living.
[Sings in GONZALO'S ear]
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While you | here do | snoring | lie,
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Open|-eyed Con|spira|cy
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His | time | doth | take:
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If of | life you | keep a | care,
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Shake off | slumber | and be|ware.
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A|wake,| a|wake.
ANTONIO.
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Then let | us both | be sudden. \\
GONZALO.
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Now, good^|angels | preserve | the King.|
[They wake]
ALONSO.
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Why how | now ho;| awake?| Why are | you drawn?
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Wherefore | this ghast|ly look|ing?
GONZALO.
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What's | the
matter?
SEBASTIAN.
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Whiles | we stood | here se|curing your | repose,
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(Even^now)| we heard | a hol|low burst | of bel||lowing
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Like^bulls,| or rath|er lions;| did it not | wake
you? ??
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, 2
It struck | mine^ear | most^ter|ribly.
ALONSO.
,
, ->
I | heard
noth||ing.
ANTONIO.
, 2 ,
, , ,
O,| 'twas a din | to fright | a monst|er's ear;
, , ,
, ,
To make | an earth|quake: sure / it was | the
roar
2 , ,
x
Of a whole | herd of | lions.
ALONSO.
,
, ,
Heard you | this Gon|zalo? (tri with prev)
GONZALO.
x , ,
, ,
Upon mine | honor,| sir, I | heard a | humming,
, . T
T T , 2 ,
(And that | a strange one too)| which did a|wake
me:
, ,
, 2 , ,
I shaked | you sir,| and cried:| as mine^eyes | opened,
, , ,
, ,
I saw | their weap|ons drawn:| there was | a
noise,
, 3 3
, , ,
,
That's^ver|ily: 'Tis best | we stand | upon | our
guard; ??
, 2 ,
,
, ,
Or that we | quit this | place: let's^|draw our
| weapons.
ALONSO.
, ,
, , ,
Lead^off | this ground | and let's | make
furth|er search
, ,
For my / poor son.
GONZALO.
x ,
,
Heavens keep / him from | these
beasts:
, , 2
,
For he | is sure | in the is|land.
ALONSO.
,
,
Lead | away.
[Exit with the others.]
ARIEL.
, 2 ,
, , ,
Prospero | my lord,| shall know | what I |
have done,
, ,
, , ,
So (King)| go safe|ly on | to seek | thy son.
[Exit]