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Receiv'd a second life; and second father

This lady makes him to me.

Alon. I am hers:

But O! how oddly will it sound that I

Must ask my child forgiveness!

Pro. There, sir, stop:

Let us not burden our remembrances

With a heaviness that's gone.

Gon. I have inly wept,

Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods,

And on this couple drop a blessed crown;

For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way

Which brought us hither!

Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo!

Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue

Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice

Beyond a common joy, and set it down

With gold on lasting pillars. In one voyage

Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis,

And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife

Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom

In a poor isle; and all of us ourselves,

When no man was his own.

Alon. [''To Fer. and Mira''.] Give me your hands:

Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart

That doth not wish you joy!

Gon. Be it so: Amen!

O look, sir! look, sir! here is more of us.

I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,

This fellow could not drown.—Now, blasphemy,

 213 was his own: was in his right senses

