William Shakespeare: The Tempest

ACT 5 1. SCENE I. Before the cell of PROSPERO. (continued)

GONZALO.
I have inly wept,
Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods,
And on this couple drop a blessed crown;
For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way
Which brought us hither.

ALONSO.
I say, Amen, Gonzalo!

GONZALO.
Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue
Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common joy, and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars. In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis,
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.

ALONSO.
[To FERDINAND and MIRANDA] Give me your hands:
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart
That doth not wish you joy!

GONZALO.
Be it so. Amen!

[Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain
amazedly following.]

O look, sir! look, sir! Here are more of us.
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown.--Now, blasphemy,
That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?
Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news?

BOATSWAIN.
The best news is that we have safely found
Our king and company: the next, our ship,--
Which but three glasses since we gave out split,--
Is tight and yare, and bravely rigg'd as when
We first put out to sea.

ARIEL.
[Aside to PROSPERO] Sir, all this service
Have I done since I went.

PROSPERO.
[Aside to ARIEL] My tricksy spirit!

ALONSO.
These are not natural events; they strengthen
From strange to stranger--Say, how came you hither?

BOATSWAIN.
If I did think, sir, I were well awake,
I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep,
And,--how, we know not,--all clapp'd under hatches,
Where, but even now, with strange and several noises
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,
And mo diversity of sounds, all horrible,
We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty:
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master
Cap'ring to eye her: on a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought moping hither.