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Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd
With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel,
Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'erl
It should the good ship so have swallow'd, and
O, wo the day!
I have done nothing but in care of thee,
More to know
Did never meddle with my thoughts.
Pro. 'Tis time I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, And pluck my magic garment from me.-So; [Lays down his mantle. Lie there my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort.
The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink.
For thou must now know further.
You have often
Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd
The hour's now come; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember A time before we came unto this cell?
I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not Out1 three years old.
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; And rather like a dream than an assurance That my remembrance warrants: had I not Four or five women once, that tended me? Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda: but how is it,
That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else
Pro. Twelve years since,
But that I do not.
Miranda, twelve years since, thy father was
Mira. Sir, are not you my father?
Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father Was duke of Milan; and his only heir
A princess;-no worse issued.
O, the heavens !
What foul play had we, that we came from thence? Or blessed was't we did?
Both, both, my girl:
By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence; But blessedly holp hither.
O, my heart bleeds
Without a parallel; those being all my study,
And to my state grew stranger, being transported,
Sir, most heedfully.
Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash2 for over-topping; new created
The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd
Or else new form'd them: having both the key
To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was
And suck'd my verdure out on't.-Thou attend'st
O good sir, I do.
Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being so retir'd,
Like a good parent, did beget of him
As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit,
(2) Cut away.
A confidence sans1 bound.
He being thus lorded, Not only with what my revenue yielded,
But what my power might else exact,-like one,
Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pro. To have no screen between this part he play'd,
And him he play'd it for, he needs will be
The dukedom, yet unbow'd (alas, poor Milan!)
O the heavens!
Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then
If this might be a brother.
I should sin
To think but nobly of my grandmother:
Now the condition.
To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit ;
(1) Without. (2) Thirsty. (3) Consideration.
Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open
The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of darkness,
Alack, for pity!
I, not rememb❜ring how I cried out then,
That wrings mine eyes.
Hear a little further,
And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon us; without the which, this story Were most impertinent.
That hour destroy us?
Wherefore did they not
Well demanded, wench;
My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst
(So dear the love my people bore me) nor set
A mark so bloody on the business; but
Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd
Was I then to you!
Alack! what trouble
O! a cherubim
Thou wast, that did preserve me? Thou didst smile,
When I have deck'd2 the sea with drops full salt;
Against what should ensue.
(3) Stubborn resolution.