ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstanched wench. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses ; off to sea again, lay her off. Enter Mariners, wet. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? [Exeunt Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist them, For our case is as theirs. Seb. I am out of patience. Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunk ards. This wide-chapped rascal ;—'Would, thou might'st lie drowning, The washing of ten tides! Gon. He'll be hanged yet; Though every drop of water swear against it, And gape at wid'st to glut3 him. [A confused noise within.] Mercy on us!-We split, we split!-Farewell, my wife and children!-Farewell, brother!-We split, we split, we split. Ant. Let's all sink with the king. Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit. [Exit. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, any thing: The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit. The courses are the main-sail and fore-sail. To lay a ship a-hold, is to bring her to lie as near the wind as she can, in order to keep clear of the land and get her out to sea. 2 Absolutely, entirely. 3 To englul, to swallow. 4 Sir Thomas Hanmer reads-ling, heath, broom, furze, &c. SCENE II.-The Island: before the Cell of Prospero. Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA. Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them: The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel, Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her, Dashed all to pieces. O, the cry did knock Against my very heart! Had I been any god of Poor souls! they perished. power, I would Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er It should the good ship so have swallowed, and Pro. 1 Be collected: No more amazement: tell your piteous heart, Mira. O, wo the day! No harm. I have done nothing but in care of thee, (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!) who Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing Of whence I am; nor that I am more better Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell, More to know thoughts. 'Tis time I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, [Lays down his mantle. Lie there, my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort. The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touched 1 The first folio reads fraughting. 2 To mix, or to interfere with The very virtue of compassion in thee, Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. Sit down; For thou must now know further. You have often Mira. Pro. The hour's now come; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; Obey, and be attentive. Can'st thou remember I do not think thou can'st; for then thou wast not Mira. Certainly, sir, I can. Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Of any thing the image tell me, that Hath kept with thy remembrance. Mira. 'Tis far off; Had I not And rather like a dream than an assurance. That my remembrance warrants: Four or five women once, that tended me? Pro. Thou had'st, and more, Miranda: But how is it, That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here, Mira. But that I do not. Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve years Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and A princess;-no worse issued. Mira. O, the heavens! What foul play had we, that we came from thence? Or blessed was't we did? Pro. Both, both, my girl: O, my heart bleeds By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heaved thence; But blessedly holp hither. Mira. To think o' the teen' that I have turned you to, Which is from my remembrance! Please you, further I Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, called Antonio pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should Be so perfidious!-he whom, next thyself, 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 overtopping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say, or changed them, Of officer and office, set all hearts i' th' state And sucked my verdure out on't.-Thou attend'st not. 1 Grief, sorrow. 2 To check the pace or progress of any one. Trashes are clogs strapped round the neck of a dog to prevent his overspeed. There was another word of the same kind used in falconry. Mira. O good sir, I do. I pray Pro. A falsehood, in its contrary as great As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, But what my power might else exact,-like one, To credit his own lie,2-he did believe He was indeed the duke; out of the substitution, Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pro. To have no screen between this part he played And him he played 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 unbowed, (alas, poor Milan!) To most ignoble stooping. Mira. O the heavens! Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then tell me, If this might be a brother. 1 Alluding to the observation that a father above the common rate of men has generally a son below it. 2 "Who having made his memory such a sinner to truth as to credit his own lie by telling of it." |