と I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not Mir. Certainly, sir, I can. Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Mir. "Tis far off; And rather like a dream, than an assurance That Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda: But how That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here, Mir. But that I do not. Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve years since, Thy father was the duke of Milan, and A prince of power. Mir. Sir, are not you my father? Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father A princess ;-no worse issued. Mir. O, the heavens! What foul play had we, that we came from thence? Or blessed was't, we did? Pro. Both, both, my girl : By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence: But blessedly holp hither. Mir. O, my heart bleeds To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to, Which is from my remembrance! Please you, further. I pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should I have done nothing but in care of thee, (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!) who Mir. More to know "Tis time Did never meddle with my thoughts. Pro. I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, fort. The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd I have with such provision in mine art Which thou heard'st ery, which thou saw'st sink. Sit down; For thou must now know further. Mir. You have often Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd' Concluding, Stay, not yet. Pro. The hour's now come; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not Out three years old. Mir. Certainly, sir, I can. Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Of any thing the image tell me, that Hath kept with thy remembrance. Mir. "Tis far off; And rather like a dream, than an assurance Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda: But how is it, That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here, Mir. But that I do not. Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve years since, Thy father was the duke of Milan, and A prince of power. Mir. Sir, are not you my father? Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father A princess ;-no worse issued. Mir. O, the heavens! What foul play had we, that we came from thence? Or blessed was't, we did? Pro. Both, both, my girl : By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence : But blessedly holp hither. Mir. O, my heart bleeds To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to, I pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should Be so perfidious !-he whom, next thyself, Without a parallel; those being all my study, And to my state grew stranger, being transported, Mir. Sir, most heedfully. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash for overtopping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd them, Or else new form'd them having both the key Of officer and office, set all hearts To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was And suck'd my verdure out on't.-Thou attend'st not. Mir. O good sir, I do. Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie,-he did believe Mir. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. The dukedom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan !) Mir. O the heavens! Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then tell me, If this might be a brother. I should sin Mir. Pro. Now the condition. This king of Naples, being an enemy The gates of Milan∙ and, i' the dead of darkness, Mir. Alaek, for pity! |