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74  Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee;

But yet thou shalt have freedom;—so, so, so.—

To the king's ship, invisible as thou art:

There shalt thou find the mariners asleep

Under the hatches; the master and the boatswain

Being awake, enforce them to this place,

And presently, I prithee.

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return

Or e'er your pulse twice beat.

Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement

Inhabits here: some heavenly power guide us

Out of this fearful country!

Pro. 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 welcome.

Alon. Whe'r thou beest 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 this be at all—a most strange story.

Thy dukedom I resign, and do entreat

Thou pardon me my wrongs.—But how should Prospero

Be living, and be here?

Pro. First, noble friend,

Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot

 111 Whe'r: whether

112 trifle: phantom

abuse: deceive

