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. 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 […]
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Joy and heavenly blessings, as (all?) losses are restored (5.1.200-213) #StormTossed
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 chalked forth the way Which brought us thither. ALONSO I say ‘amen’, Gonzalo. GONZALO Was Milan thrust from Milan that his issue Should become kings […]
Continue ReadingIs she a goddess? not quite… (5.1.185-200) #StormTossed
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 severed 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, […]
Continue ReadingO brave new world! (5.1.172-184) #StormTossed
MIRANDA Sweet lord, you play me false. FERDINAND No, my dearest love, I would not for the world. MIRANDA Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle, And I would call it fair play. ALONSO If this prove A vision of the island, one dear son Shall I twice lose. SEBASTIAN A most high […]
Continue ReadingDiscovered, playing at chess (5.1.162-171SD) #StormTossed
PROSPERO No more yet of this, For ’tis a chronicle of day by day, Not a relation for a breakfast, nor Befitting this first meeting. – Welcome, sir. This cell’s my court; here have I few attendants, And subjects none abroad. Pray you, look in, My dukedom since you have given me again, I will […]
Continue ReadingWonder and amazement, continued (5.1.148-162) #StormTossed
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. When did you lose your daughter? PROSPERO In this last tempest. –I perceive these lords At this encounter do so much […]
Continue ReadingI have lost my daughter, says Prospero (5.1.134-148) #StormTossed
ALONSO If thou be’st Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation, How thou has met us here, whom three hours since Were wrecked upon this shore, where I have lost (How sharp the point of this remembrance is!) My dear son Ferdinand. PROSPERO I am woe for’t, sir. ALONSO Irreparable is the loss, and […]
Continue ReadingProspero magnanimous (still), Sebastian cornered, Antonio silent… (5.1.125-134) #StormTossed
PROSPERO Welcome, my friends all; [aside to Sebastian and Antonio] 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 The devil speaks in him! PROSPERO No. For you, most wicked […]
Continue ReadingAlonso begs forgiveness, and, not that sort of trifle? (5.1.111-125) #StormTossed
ALONSO Whe’er thou be’st he or no, Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me (As late I have been), I not know. Thy pulse Beats as of flesh and blood; and since I saw thee, Th’affliction of my mind amends, with which I fear a madness held me. This must crave— An if […]
Continue ReadingIt’s me, Prospero! I’m not a ghost! (5.1.104-111) #StormTossed
GONZALO All torment, trouble, wonder and amazement Inhabits here. Some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country. PROSPERO Behold, sir King, The wronged Duke of Milan, Prospero! For more assurance that a living prince Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body, And to thee and thy company I bid A hearty […]
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