"Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well

"in our return.

"Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such a "paragon to their queen.

"Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.

"Ant. Widow? a pox o' that! How came that "widow in? Widow Dido!

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"Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too?"good lord, how you take it!

"Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me "study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis. "Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. "Adr. Carthage ?'

"Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

"Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp! "Şeb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. "Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy " next? -90 "Seb. I think, he will carry this island home in his ❝ pocket, and give it his son for an apple.

"Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, "bring forth more islands.

"Gon. Ay?

"Ant. Why, in good time.

"Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis at the "marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. "Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. “Seb. Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.

Ant. O, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido..

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"Gon.

"Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet, as fresh as the first "day I wore it? I mean, in a sort.

"Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.

"Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's mar.

riage?"

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, against
The stomach of my sense: 'Would I had never
Marry'd my daughter there! for, coming thence,
My son is lost; "and, in my rate, she too,
"Who is so far from Italy remov'd,

"I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir
"Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish
"Hath made his meal on thee!"

Fran. Sir, he may live;

I saw him beat the surges under him,

And ride upon their backs; "he trod the water, "Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted

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"The surge most swoln that met him :" his bold

head

"Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke

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To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd, As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt,

He came alive to land.

Alon. No, no, he's gone.

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss; That would not bless our Europe with your daughter, But rather lose her to an African;

Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye

Who hath cause to wet the grief on't.

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Alon.

Alon. Pr'ythee, peace.

Seb. You were kneel'd to, and importun'd other

wise

By all of us; and the fair soul herself

Weigh'd, between lothness and obedience, at Which end the beam should bow. We have lost your son,

I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have

More widows in them of this business' making,
Than we bring men to comfort them; the fault's
Your own.

Alon. So is the dearest o' the loss.

Gon. My lord Sebastian,

The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness,

And time to speak it in: you rub the sore,

When you should bring the plaister.

"Seb. Very well.

"Ant. And most chirurgeonly.

"Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,

"When you are cloudy.

"Seb. Foul weather?

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"Ant. Very foul."

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Gon. Had I the plantation of this isle, my lord,"Ant. He'd sow't with nettle-seed.

"Seb. Or docks, or mallows.

"Gon. And were the king of it, what would I do? "Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. "Gon. I' the commonwealth, I would by contraries "Execute all things: for no kind of traffick “Would I admit; no name of magistrate ;

"Letters

"Letters should not be known; riches, poverty,

And use of service, none; contract, succession, "Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none: 161 "No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil:

"No occupation; all men idle, all,

And women too, but innocent and pure : "No sovereignty.

"Seb. And yet he would be king on't.

"Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets "the beginning.

"Gon. All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, 170 "Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, "Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, "Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance "To feed my innocent people.

"Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ?

"Ant. None, man: all idle; whores, and knaves. "Goy." I would with such perfection govern, sir, To excel the golden age.

"Seb. 'Save his majesty!

Ant. Long live Gonzalo !

"Gon. And, do you mark me, sir?".

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Alon. Pr'ythee, no more; thou dost talk nothing to

me.

"Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did it "to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of "such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use "to laugh at nothing.

:

"Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at. 3

"" Gon.

"Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am "nothing to you: so you may continue, and laugh at "nothing still.

"Ant. What a blow was there given?

"Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

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"Gon. You are gentlemen of brave metal; you "would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would "continue in it five weeks without changing.”

"Enter ARIEL, playing solemn Musick.

"Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. "Ant. Nay, my good lord, be not angry.

"Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure my "discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, "for I am very heavy ?

"Ant." Go, sleep, and hear us.

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[GONZ, ADR. FRA. &c. sleep. Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I find

They are inclin'd to do so.

Seb. Please you, sir,

Do not omit the heavy offer of it:

It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,

It is a comforter.

Ant. We two, my lord,

Will guard your person, while you take your rest,

And watch your safety.

Alon. Thank you; Wond'rous heavy-→→→

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[All sleep but SEB, and ANT.