Pros.
245 Sir, my liege,
Do not infest your mind with beating on
The strangeness of this business; at pick’d [leisure]
[Which shall be shortly, single] I’ll resolve you,
Which to you shall seem probable, of every
V. 1. 250 These happen’d accidents; till when, be cheerful,
And think of each thing well. [Aside to Ari.] Come hither, spirit:
Set Caliban and his companions free;
Untie the spell. [Exit Ariel.] How fares my gracious sir?