lesh and blood,
You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition
Expell'd remorse[453-18] and nature;[453-19] who, with Sebastian,--
Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,--
Would here have kill'd your King; I do forgive thee,
Unnatural though thou art,--Their understanding
Begins to swell; and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shore,[454-20]
That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them
That yet looks on me, or would know me.--Ariel,
Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell:--
[_Exit ARIEL._
I will discase me,[454-21] and myself present
As I was sometime Milan:[454-22]--quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

_ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire PROSPERO._

_Ari._ Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip's bell I lie,--
There I couch: when owls do cry,
On the bat's back I do fly
After Summer, merrily.[454-23]
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

_Pros._ 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 awaked, enforce them to this place,
And presently, I pr'ythee.

[Illustration: WHERE THE BEE SUCKS, THERE SUCK I]

_Ari._ I drink the air before me,[456-24] and return
Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [_Exit ARIEL._

_Gonza._ All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement
Inhabit here: some heavenly power guide us
Out of this fearful country!

_Pros._ 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._ Wher[456-25] thou be'st he or no,
Or some enchanted trifle[456-26] 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[456-27]--a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs