88(Who had no doubt some noble creature in her)

89Dash'd all to peeces: O the cry did knocke

90Against my very heart: poore soules, they perish'd.

91Had I byn any God of power, I would

92Haue suncke the Sea within the Earth, or ere

93It should the good Ship so haue swallow'd, and

94The fraughting Soules within her.

95Pros. Be collected,

96No more amazement: Tell your pitteous heart

97there's no harme done.

98Mira. O woe, the day.

99Pros. No harme:

100I haue done nothing, but in care of thee

101(Of thee my deere one; thee my daughter) who

102Art ignorant of what thou art. naught knowing

103Of whence I am: nor that I am more better

104Then Prospero, Master of a full poore cell,

105And thy no greater Father.

106Mira. More to know

107Did neuer medle with my thoughts.

108Pros. 'Tis time

109I should informe thee farther: Lend thy hand

110And plucke my Magick garment from me: So,

111Lye there my Art: wipe thou thine eyes, haue comfort,

112The direfull spectacle of the wracke which touch'd

113The very vertue of compassion in thee:

114I haue with such prouision in mine Art

115So safely ordered, that there is no soule

116No not so much perdition as an hayre

117Betid to any creature in the vessell

118Which thou heardst cry, which thou saw'st sinke: Sit [downe,

119For thou must now know farther.

120Mira. You haue often

121Begun to tell me what I am, but stopt

122And left me to a bootelesse Inquisition,

123Concluding, stay: not yet.

124Pros. The howr's now come

125The very minute byds thee ope thine eare,

126Obey, and be attentiue. Canst thou remember

127A time before we came vnto this Cell?

128I doe not thinke thou canst, for then thou was't not

129Out three yeeres old.

130Mira. Certainely Sir, I can.

131Pros. By what? by any other house, or person?

132Of any thing the Image, tell me, that

133Hath kept with thy remembrance.

134Mira. 'Tis farre off:

135And rather like a dreame, then an assurance

136That my remembrance warrants: Had I not

137Fowre, or fiue women once, that tended me?

138Pros. Thou hadst; and more Miranda: But how is it

139That this liues in thy minde? What seest thou els

140In the dark-backward and Abisme of Time?

141Yf thou remembrest ought ere thou cam'st here,

142How thou cam'st here thou maist.

143Mira. But that I doe not.

144Pros. Twelue yere since ( Miranda) twelue yere since,

145Thy father was the Duke of Millaine and

146A Prince of power:

147Mira. Sir, are not you my Father?

148Pros. Thy Mother was a peece of vertue, and

149She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father

150Was Duke of Millaine, and his onely heire,

151And Princesse; no worse Issued.

152Mira. O the heauens,

153What fowle play had we, that we came from thence?

154Or blessed was't we did?

155Pros. Both, both my Girle.

156By fowle-play (as thou saist) were we heau'd thence,

157But blessedly holpe hither.

158Mira. O my heart bleedes

159To thinke oth' teene that I haue turn'd you to,

160Which is from my remembrance, please you, farther;

161Pros. My brother and thy vncle, call'd Anthonio:

162I pray thee marke me, that a brother should

163Be so perfidious: he, whom next thy selfe

164Of all the world I lou'd, and to him put

165The mannage of my state, as at that time

166Through all the signories it was the first,

167And Prospero, the prime Duke, being so reputed

168In dignity; and for the liberall Artes,

169Without a paralell; those being all my studie,

170The Gouernment I cast vpon my brother,

171And to my State grew stranger, being transported

172And rapt in secret studies, thy false vncle

173(Do'st thou attend me?)

174Mira. Sir, most heedefully.

175Pros. Being once perfected how to graunt suites,

176how to deny them: who t'aduance, and who

177To trash for ouer-topping; new created

178The creatures that were mine, I say, or chang'd 'em,

179Or els new form'd 'em; hauing both the key,

180Of Officer, and office, set all hearts i'th state

181To what tune pleas'd his eare, that now he was

182The Iuy which had hid my princely Trunck,

183And suckt my verdure out on't: Thou attend'st not?

184Mira. O good Sir, I doe.

185Pros. I pray thee marke me:

186I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated

187To closenes, and the bettering of my mind

188with that, which but by being so retir'd

189Ore-priz'd all popular rate: in my false brother

190Awak'd an euill nature, and my trust

191Like a good parent, did beget of him

192A falsehood in it's contrarie, as great

193As my trust was, which had indeede no limit,

194A confidence sans bound. He being thus Lorded,

195Not onely with what my reuenew yeelded,

196But what my power might els exact. Like one

197Who hauing into truth, by telling of it,

198Made such a synner of his memorie

199To credite his owne lie, he did beleeue

200He was indeed the Duke, out o'th' Substitution

201And executing th'outward face of Roialtie

202With all prerogatiue: hence his Ambition growing:

203Do'st thou heare?

204Mira. Your tale, Sir, would cure deafenesse.

205Pros. To haue no Schreene between this part he plaid,

206And him he plaid it for, he needes will be

207Absolute Millaine, Me (poore man) my Librarie

208Was Dukedome large enough: of temporall roalties

209He thinks me now incapable. Confederates

210(so drie he was for Sway) with King of Naples

211To giue him Annuall tribute, doe him homage

212Subiect his Coronet, to his Crowne and bend

213The Dukedom yet vnbow'd (alas poore Millaine)

214To most ignoble stooping.

215Mira. Oh the heauens:

216Pros. Marke his condition, and th'euent, then tell me

217If this might be a brother.

218Mira. I should sinne

219To thinke but Noblie of my Grand-mother,