Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pro. By accident most strange, bountifull Fortune
Pro. (Now my deere Lady) hath mine enemies
Pro. Brought to this shore: And by my prescience
Pro. I finde my Zenith doth depend vpon
Pro. A most auspitious starre, whose influence
Pro. If now I court not, but omit; my fortunes
Pro. Will euer after droope: Heare cease more questions,
Pro. Thou art inclinde to sleepe: 'tis a good dulnesse,
Pro. And giue it way: I know thou canst not chuse:
Pro. Come away, Seruant, come; I am ready now,
Pro. Approach my Ariel. Come.
Pro. Enter Ariel.
Ari. Ari.
Ari. All haile, great Master, graue Sir, haile: I come
Ari. To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly,
Ari. To swim, to diue into the fire: to ride
Ari. On the curld clowds: to thy strong bidding, taske
Ari. Ariel, and all his Qualitie.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. Hast thou, Spirit,