Ariel. When I was chidden by my mighty lord, For my neglect of young Hippolito, I went to view his body, and soon found His soul was but retired, not sallied out: Then I collected The best of simples underneath the moon, The best of balms, and to the wound applied The healing juice of vulnerary herbs. His only danger was his loss of blood, But now he's waked, my lord, and just this hour He must be dressed again, as I have done it.
Anoint the sword which pierced him with this weapon-salve, and wrap it close from air, till I have time to visit him again.
Prosp. Thou art my faithful servant; It shall be done: be it your task, Miranda, Because your sister is not present here; While I go visit your dear Ferdinand, From whom I will a while conceal the news, That it may be more welcome.
Mir. I obey you, And with a double duty, sir: For now, You twice have given me life.
Prosp. My Ariel, follow me. [Exeunt severally.
SCENE II.
Hippolito discovered on a couch, Dorinda by him.
Dor. How do you find yourself?
Hip. I'm somewhat cold; Can you not draw me nearer to the sun? I am too weak to walk.