hould 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!

[Illustration: LOOK DOWN, YOU GODS, ON THIS COUPLE]

_Gonza._ 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.[462-42]

_Alon._ [_To FERD. and MIRA._] Give me your hands:
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart
That doth not wish you joy!

_Gonza._ Be't so! Amen!--

_Re-enter ARIEL, with the _Master_ and _Boatswain_ amazedly
following._

O, look, sir, look, sir! here is more of us:
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown.[462-43]--Now, blasphemy,
That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?[462-44]
Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news?

_Boats._ The best news is, that we have safely found
Our King and company; the next, our ship--
Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split--
Is tight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when
We first put out to sea.

_Ari._ [_Aside to PROS._] Sir, all this service
Have I done since I went.

_Pros._ [_Aside to ARIEL._] My tricksy[463-45] spirit!

_Alon._ These are not natural events; they strengthen
From strange to stranger.--Say, how came you hither?

_Boats._ If I did think, sir, I were well awake,
I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep,
And--how we know not--all clapp'd under hatches;
Where, but even now, with strange and several noises
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
We were awaked; straightway, at liberty:
When we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master
Capering to eye her:[463-46] on a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought moping[463-47] hither.

_Ari._ [_Aside to PROS._] Was't well done?

_Pros._ [_Aside to ARI._] Bravely, my diligence.
Thou shalt be free.

_Alon._ This is as