ALONZO.
If this prove
A vision of the island, our dear son
Shall I twice lose.

FERDINAND.
Though the seas threaten, they are merciful:
I've cursed them without cause. [Ferdinand kneels.

ALONZO.
Now all the blessings of a glad father
Compass thee about!

MIRANDA.
How many goodly creatures are there here?
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't.

PROSPERO.
'Tis new to thee.

ALONZO.
What is this maid with whom thou wast at play?
Your eldest acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath bro't us hither?

FERDINAND.
Sir, she's mortal;
And, O thanks to providence, she's mine.
I chose her when I could not ask my father
For his advice, nor thought I had one. She

Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,
Of whom I have receiv'd a second life.
AIR.
Life resembles April weather;
  Bright the purple dawn appears;
Noon is shade and shine together,
  Dark the eve descends in tears.
Follow then the voice of reason!
  Use the moment as it flies!
Calm in ev'ry cloudy season,
  Gay beneath serener skies.

ALONZO.
I am her's;
But oh how oddly will it sound, that I
Must ask my child forgiveness!

PROSPERO.
There, sir, stop:
Let us not burthen our remembrance with
An heaviness that's gone.

ALONZO.
Give me your hands;
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart
That doth not give you joy.

AIR. PROSPERO (to Miranda.)
With him thy joys shall be compleat,
  Dissolv'd in ease, thy hours shall flow:
With love alone thy heart shall beat,
  And his be all th' alarms you know.
Cares to sooth, and life befriend,
Pleasures on your nod attend.

PROSPERO.
Sir, I invite your highness and your train
To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest
For this one night, which (part of it) I'll waste
With such discourses, as I doubt not, will make it
Quickly pass away, and in the morning
I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples;
Where I hope to see the nuptials
Of these, our dear beloved, solemniz'd.

ALONZO.
I long to hear the story of your life.

PROSPERO.
In proper time, I will deliver all,
And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,
And sail so expeditious, that shall catch
Your royal fleet far off: my Ariel, chick,
This is thy charge, then to the elements,
Be free, and fare you well.
DUETT.

FERDINAND.
Love, gentle love, now fill my breast,
  The storms of life are o'er;
In thee, my dear Miranda, blest,
  What can I wish for more.

MIRANDA.
Love, gentle love, and chaste desire,
  My breast shall ever move:
Let me those heav'nly joys inspire,
  And all our life be love.

FERDINAND.
Thus ever kind,

MIRANDA.
Thus ever true,

FERDINAND.
May I, my sweet one, find,

MIRANDA.
May I be all in you,

Both.
And sacred Hymen shal dispense
The sweets of love and innocencs.

CHORUS.
Let sacred Hymen now dispense
The sweets of love and innocence;

Let him his choicest blessings shed,
And nobly fruitful be their bed;
Virtue and love shall deck their crown,
With happy days and high renown. FINIS.

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