235 Then, tell me,
Who’s the next heir of Naples?
Seb.
Claribel.
Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells
Ten leagues beyond man’s life; she that from Naples
Can have no note, unless the sun were post,—
240 The man i’ the moon’s too slow,—till new-born chins
Be rough and razorable; [she that from whom]
We [all] were sea-swallow’d, though some cast again,