Ferdinand.
So they are:
My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.
My father"s loss, the weakness which I feel,
The wrack of all my friends, or this man's threats,
To whom I am subdued, are but light to me,
Might I but through my prison once a day
Behold this maid: all corners else o' th' earth
Let liberty make use of; space enough
Have I in such a prison.
Prospero.
(Aside)
It works.--
(To Ferdinand)
Come on.--
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!--
(To Ferdinand)
Fol-
low me.--
(To Ariel)
Hark, what thou else shalt do me.
Miranda.
Be of comfort;
My father's of a better nature, sir
Than he appears by speech: this is unwonted,
Which now came from him.
Ariel. To the syllable.
Prospero.
(To Ferdinand)
Come, follow. � Speak not for
him. Exit
Another Part of the Island
Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Franciso, and others
Gonzalo.
Beseech you sir, be merry: you have cause,
So have we all, of joy; for our escape
Is much beyond our loss. Our hint of woe
Is common: every day some sailor's wife,
The masters of some merchant and the merchant,
Have just our theme of woe; but for the miracle,
I mean our preservation, few in millions
Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weight
Our sorrow with our comfort.