When she first sees Ferdinand, she asks:
“What is’t? A spirit?
Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
It carries a brave form. But ’tis a spirit.”
Again:
“I do not know
One of my sex; no woman’s face remember,
Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen
More that I may call men, than you, good friend.”
And finally:
“How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in’t.”
She says of Caliban:
“’Tis a villain, sir,
I do not love to look on.”
(f) She is grateful.
When she is told of Gonzalo’s services to her and her father, she exclaims: