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Show You ne'er had feen m e ; have fifteen Years So loft m e to your Knowledge, that you retain N o Memory of Profpero? Yr feef'lefe £?£££* hnoWft me not. BeSue I S S i t t t , . I was thy Brother. Elfe I never had been here. Ant. Shame choaks m y words. Alonz. And wonder mine. r^ Alonzo. Pre/: For you, ufurping Prince, Know by m y Art, you Shipwrackt on this Ifle, WheTe, afte7l a wlnle had "punifh'd you m y Vengeance Wou'd have ended, I defign'd to match that Son Of yours with this m y Daughter. Alonz. Purfue it ftill, I a m moft willing to t, Profp. So a m not I. N o Marriages can profper Which are with Murd'rers made ; look on that Corps, This, whilft he liv'd, was young Hippolito, that Infant Duke of Mantua, Sir, w h o m you expos, d With m c ; and here I bred him up till thatBlood-thufty Man, that Ferdinand But why do I exclaim on him, when Juftice cans T o unfheath her Sword againft his guilt ? Alonz. What do you mean ? Profp. T o execute Heav'ns Laws. Here I am plac'd by Heav'n, here I a m Prince, Though you have difpolTefs'd m e of m y Mtllain. Blood calls for blood ; your Ferdinand fhall die, And I in bittemc.s have fent for you T o have the fudden joy of feeing him alive, And then the greater grief to fee him die. Alonz. And think'ft thou I or thefe will tamely ftand To view the Execution ? „ &*>' hand upon his Sword. Ferd. Hold, dear Father! I cannot fuffer you T'attempt againft his Life w h o gave her being W h o m I love. Profp. Nay then appear m y Guards--I thought no more to Ufe their aids; (I am curs'd becaufe I us'd it; [Hefiamps, and many Spirits appear. But they are now the Minifters of Heaven, Whilft I revenge this Murder. Alonz. Have I for this found thee m y Son, fo foon agen T o lofe thee? Antonio, Gonzalo, fpeak for pity : H i may hear you. Ant. I dare not draw that blood upon m y felf, by Interceding for him. Gonz. You drew this judgment down when you ufurp'd That Dukedom which was this dead Prince's right. Alonz. Is this a time t' upbraid m e with m y tins, when Grief lies heavy on m e ? y' are no more m y Friends, But Crueller than he, whofe Sentence has Doom'd m y Son to Death. Ant. You did unworthily t' upbraid him. Gonz. And you do worfe t' endure his Crimes. Ant. Gonzalo we'll meet no more as Friends. Gonz. Agreed Antonio : and wc agree iuditcord, Ferd. to Mir. Adieu m y faireft Miftrefs. thMoiurg.h N Io awm Il octahn thoo lddi fnoob elyo nygoeur,; S iIr ,m uft fpeak, The Enchanted ljland. "^Z Be not fo cruel to the M a n I lov-, Or be to kind ro let me fuffer with him. fo-d Recalthat Pray'r, or Tfhall wifh to live, I hough death be all the mends that I can make Profp. rhis night I w.ll allow you, FerdmanL to fit You lor your Death, that Cave's your Prifon Alonz. Ah, Profpero! hear m e fpeak. You are a Father, l^ook on m v Age, and look upon his Youth. Profp. N o more ! all you can lay is urg'd in vain 1 liave no room tor pity left within me. ' D o you refine ! help Ariel with your Fellows 1 o drive 'em in; Alonzo and his Son beftow in Yonder Cave, and lieve Gonzalo fhall with ' Antonio lod^c. rvh,v,v, J *.» n , , , Enter g£SL ^ " "> "% ~ «*** Dor Sir, I have made a fire, fhall he be warm'd ? nj";/ $*> an d viJal warmth will ne'er return. Dor. Dead, Sir, what's that ? Profp. His Soul has left his Body. Dor. W h e n will it come agen ? Profp. O never, never ! H e muft be laid in Earth, and there confume. Dor. H e fhall not lye in Earth, you do not know H o w well he loves m e : indeed he'll come agen ; H e told m e he would go a little while But promis-'d m e he would not tarry long. Profp. He's Mufder'd by the M a n w h o lov'd your Sifter N o w both Q may fee what 'tis to break A Father's ft you would needs fee Men, and bv it figftt are made tor ever wretched. Hippolito . d Ferdinand muft die For murdering him. Mir. Have you no pity? Profp. your difbbedience has fo much incens'd me, that \ this night can leave no bleffing with you Help to convey the Body to m y Couch, Then leave m e ,omourn over it alone. [They bear off the Body of Hippolito. Artel T>™ £ ' t&FSob W D o r ' " d a ^ « . Ariel behind'em! J PP Ariel. I ve been fo chid for m y negleft by Profpero, I hat I muft n o w watch all and be unfeen. Mn: Sifter, I fay agen, 'twas long of you That all this mifchicf happen'd. Dor. Blame not m e for your o w n fault, your Cunofity brought m e to fee the Man. Mir. You lately might have feen him and retir'd, but You w o u d needs go near him and converfe, you may Remember m y Father call'd m e thence, and I call'd you. Dor That was your envy, Sifter, not your love ; You call d m e thence, becaufe you could not be Alone with him your felf; but I a m fure m y M a n had never gone to Heaven fo foon, but ' 1 hat yours made him go. [Crying Mir. Siller I could not wifh that either of 'cm fhou'd Go to I .virhout us, but it was his Fortune, isfi'd ? »t be fatisfi'd : M y Father fays he'll make a-Man as cold as mine is now, and when he Ide cold, m y Father will not let you ftrive nagen. ht of you mine never fhall be cold. ; vI. w•Ii 'ltlmo lbfoeoufr ueret ea 'vt teMhwneaagrns'e d .h.i es ftPoheamrteh admpiafsdf yeero eumn cete h mibinefkte wr'iatixbslt e , Mv |