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Alón. I will stand to, and feed,
bis. wings upon the table, and with a queint device the
fri. You are three men of fin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't) the never-furfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this Island (23) Where man doth not inhabit, you ’mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made
mad: And ev'n with such like valour men hang and drown
selves. You foois ! I and my fellows
I do irtend, this year, of Jubilee coming on, in travel.: And (becaüfe I will not altogerber go upon expence,) I am determin'd to put furib fome five thousand found, to be paid me five for one, upon the return of myself, my wife, and my blog, from ibe Turk's Court in Constantinople. If all, or either of us miscarry in the journey, 'tis gore; if we be successful, wby, there will be five and twenty thousard pounds to entertain time witbal.
If this was to be the return of the Knigbt's venture ; 'tis obrious, he put out his money on five for one. Ben to heighten the ridicule of these projecting voyagers, makes Puntarvclo's wife averse to accompany him; and so he is forc'd to put out his venture on the return of himself, his dog, and his cat.com -Let me conclude with observing on the different conduct of the two poets. Sbakespeare (perhaps, out of a particular deference for Sir W. Raleigh) only sneers these adventurous voyagers obliquely, and, as it were, en passant : The furly Ben, who would be tied up by no such fcrupulous regards, dresses up the fashion in the most glaring colours of comic bumour ; or, rather, brings down his satire to the level of farcical ridicule.
(23) Harb caus’d to belch you up ;) Thus, the whole set of editions; but 'tis obvious to every reader, that the Grammar's faulty; and Therefore I have cur'd it by throwing out you.
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
, my Ariel; a grace it had devouring :
Gon. I'th' name of something holy, Sir, why fand you
Alon. O, it is monstrous ! monstrous !
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet founded,
[Exeunt, Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great guilt, Like poison giv'n to work a great time after, Now 'gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you, That are of fuppler joints, follow them swiftly ; And hinder them from what this ecstasy May now provoke them too, Adri. Follow, I pray you.
A C T
Your compensation makes amends; Have giv’n you here a thread of mine own life ; (24), (24)
- for I
Have giv’n you bere a third of my own life,] Thus all the impressions in general; but why is the only a third of his own life? He had no wife living, nor any other child, to rob her of a share in his affection : So that we may reckon her at least balf of himself. Nor could he intend, that he lov'd himself twice as much as he did her; for he immediately fubjoins, that it was Sbe for wbom be lived. In Othello, when Jago alarms the Senator with the loss of his daughter, he tells him,
Your heart is burst, you have lost balf your soul.
And let not Bardolfe's vital ibread be cut
had not churchmen pray'd,
Ot that, for which I live; whom once again
my trials of thy love, and thou
Fer. I believe it,
Pro. Then as my gift, and thine own acquisition
you shall hate it boih: therefore take heed, As Hymen's lamps shall light you.
Fer. As I hope
Pro. Fairly spoke.
I'm glad, thy father's dead;
Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go,
Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel; do not approach, 'Till thou dost here me call. Ari. Well, I conceive.
Fer. I warrant you, Sir;
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