SCENE 10b: GONZALO PROSPERO ALONSO SEBASTIAN [ANTONIO] [ARIEL] PROSPERO ARIEL moves invisably I rather think GONZALO Some heavenly power guide us You have not sought her help, of whose soft grace Out of this fearful country! For the like loss I have her sovereign aid PROSPERO And rest myself content. (to Alonso) Behold, sir king, me, Prospero, ALONSO The wronged Duke of Milan: You the like loss! To thee and thy company I bid PROSPERO A hearty welcome. Why yes I have lost my daughter. – ALONSO ALONSO (bowing before Prospero) Thy dukedom I resign and do entreat A daughter? Thou pardon me my wrongs. But how should Prospero O heavens, that they were living both in Naples, Be living and be here? The king and queen there! that they were, I wish PROSPERO Myself were mudded in that oozy bed First, noble friend, Where my son lies. Let me embrace thee, whose honor cannot PROSPERO Be measured or confined. No more yet of this; GONZALO But welcome, sir; Can this be so? This cell's my court: here have I few attendants PROSPERO And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in. (to Gonzalo) Welcome, my dear friend! ARIEL invisibly moves SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO near to Prospero But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you And justify you traitors: at this time I will tell no tales. SEBASTIAN (to Antonio) The devil speaks in him. PROSPERO No, just the opposite. (to Antonio) For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Would even infect my mouth . . . I do forgive Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require My dukedom of thee, which perforce, I know Thou must restore. ALONSO If thou be Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation; How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost-- How sharp the point of this remembrance is!-- My dear son Ferdinand. PROSPERO I am woe for it, sir. ALONSO Irreparable is the loss, and patience Says it is past her cure. SCENE 10c:
SCENE 10b: GONZALO PROSPERO ALONSO SEBASTIAN [ANTONIO] [ARIEL] ARIEL moves invisably GONZALO Some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country! PROSPERO (to Alonso) Behold, sir king, me, Prospero, The wronged Duke of Milan: To thee and thy company I bid A hearty welcome. ALONSO (bowing before Prospero) Thy dukedom I resign and do entreat Thou pardon me my wrongs. But how should Prospero Be living and be here? PROSPERO First, noble friend, Let me embrace thee, whose honor cannot Be measured or confined. GONZALO Can this be so? PROSPERO (to Gonzalo) Welcome, my dear friend! ARIEL invisibly moves SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO near to Prospero But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you And justify you traitors: at this time I will tell no tales. SEBASTIAN (to Antonio) The devil speaks in him. PROSPERO No, just the opposite. (to Antonio) For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Would even infect my mouth . . . I do forgive Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require My dukedom of thee, which perforce, I know Thou must restore. ALONSO If thou be Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation; How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost-- How sharp the point of this remembrance is!-- My dear son Ferdinand. PROSPERO I am woe for it, sir. ALONSO Irreparable is the loss, and patience Says it is past her cure. PROSPERO I rather think You have not sought her help, of whose soft grace For the like loss I have her sovereign aid And rest myself content. ALONSO You the like loss! PROSPERO Why yes – I have lost my daughter. ALONSO A daughter? O heavens, that they were living both in Naples, The king and queen there! that they were, I wish Myself were mudded in that oozy bed Where my son lies. PROSPERO No more yet of this; But welcome, sir; This cell's my court: here have I few attendants And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in. SCENE 10c: