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Although this lord of weak remembrance, this

Who shall be of as little memory

When he is earth'd, hath here almost persuaded,—

For he's a spirit of persuasion, only

Professes to persuade,—the king his son's alive.

'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd

As he that sleeps here swims.

Seb. I have no hope

That he's undrown'd.

Ant. O! out of that 'no hope'

What great hope have you! no hope that way is

Another way so high a hope that even

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,

But doubt discovery there. Will you grant with me

That Ferdinand is drown'd?

Seb. He's gone.

Ant. Then tell me

Who's the next heir of Naples?

Seb. Claribel.

Ant. She that is Queen of Tunis; she that dwells

Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples

Can have no note, unless the sun were post—

The man i' th' moon's too slow—till new-born chins

Be rough and razorable: she that from whom

We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again,

And by that destiny to perform an act

Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come

In yours and my discharge.

Seb. What stuff is this !—How say you?

'Tis true my brother's daughter's Queen of Tunis;

So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions

 240 weak remembrance: failing memory

242 earth'd: buried

243, 244 only Professes: makes it his sole profession

250 Cf. n.

256 note: information

post: messenger

258 she that, etc.; cf. n.

259 cast: disgorged, with pun on 'casting of actors' for a play

262 In discharge: to be determined by what you and I do

