Beyond a common joy! and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis,
210 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.
Alon. [to Fer. and Mir.]
Give me your hands:
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart