O thou mine heir Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish Hath made his meal on thee? FRANCISCO.Sir, he may live; I saw him beat the surges under him, And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted The surge most swoln that met him; his bold head 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oared Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke To th' shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bowed, As stooping to relieve him.I not doubt He came alive to land.ALONSO.No, no, he's gone.SEBASTIAN.Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss, That would not bless our Europe with your daughter, But rather lose her to an African; Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, Who hath cause to wet the grief on't.ALONSO.Prithee, peace.SEBASTIAN.You were kneel'd to, and importun'd otherwise By all of us; and the fair soul herself Weigh'd between loathness and obedience at Which end o' th' beam should bow.We have lost your son, I fear, for ever.Milan and Naples have More widows in them of this business' making, Than we bring men to comfort them; The fault's your own.ALONSO.So is the dear'st o' th' loss.GONZALO.My lord Sebastian, The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, And time to speak it in; you rub the sore, When you should bring the plaster.SEBASTIAN.Very well.ANTONIO.And most chirurgeonly.GONZALO.It is foul weather in us all, good sir, When you are cloudy.SEBASTIAN.Foul weather? ANTONIO.Very foul.GONZALO.Had I plantation of this isle, my lord- ANTONIO.He'd sow 't with nettle-seed.SEBASTIAN.Or docks, or mallows.GONZALO.And were the king on't, what would I do? SEBASTIAN.Scape being drunk for want of wine.GONZALO.I' th' commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things; for no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all; And women too, but innocent and pure; No sovereignty- SEBASTIAN.Yet he would be king on't.ANTONIO.The latter end of his commonwealth forgets the beginning.GONZALO.All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour.Treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; butnature should bring forth, Of it own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.SEBASTIAN.No marrying 'mong his subjects? ANTONIO.None, man; all idle; whores and knaves.GONZALO.I would with such perfection govern, sir, T' excel the golden age.SEBASTIAN.Save his Majesty! ANTONIO.Long live Gonzalo! GONZALO.And-do you mark me, sir? ALONSO.Prithee, no more; thou dost talk nothing to me.GONZALO.I do well believe your Highness; and did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of such sensible and nimble lungs that they always use to laugh at nothing.ANTONIO.'Twas you we laugh'd at.GONZALO.Who in this kind of merry fooling am nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh at nothing still.ANTONIO.What a blow was there given! SEBASTIAN.An it had not fall'n flat-long.GONZALO.You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would continue in it five weeks without changing.
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