Ferd. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke of Milan
And his brave son[391-113] being twain.
Pros. [Aside.] The Duke of Milan
And his more braver daughter could control thee,[391-114]
If now t’were fit to do’t. At the first sight
They have changed eyes.—Delicate Ariel,
I’ll set thee free for this![391-115]—A word, good sir;
I fear you’ve done yourself some wrong:[391-116] a word.
Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This
Is the third man that e’er I saw; the first
That e’er I sigh’d for: pity move my father
To be inclined my way!
Ferd. O, if a virgin,
And your affection not gone forth, I’ll make you
The Queen of Naples.
Pros. Soft, sir! one word more.—
[Aside.] They’re both in either’s powers: but this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.[392-117]—One word more; I charge thee
That thou attend me: Thou dost here usurp
The name thou owest not; and hast put thyself
Upon this island as a spy, to win it
From me, the lord on’t.
Ferd. No, as I’m a man.
Mira. There’s nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with’t.
Pros. [To Ferd.] Follow me—
Speak not you for him; he’s a traitor.—Come;
I’ll manacle thy neck and feet together:
Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be
The fresh-brook muscles, wither’d roots, and husks
Wherein the acorn cradled: follow.
Ferd. No;
I will resist such entertainment, till
Mine enemy has more power.
[He draws, and is charmed from moving.