By what? by any other house or person?
Of any thing the image tell me that
Hath kept with thy remembrance.
'Tis far off
And rather like a dream than an assurance
That my remembrance warrants. Had I not
five women once that tended me?
Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But how is it
That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else
dark backward and abysm of time?
If thou remember'st aught ere thou camest here,
How thou camest
here thou mayst.
But that I do not.
Twelve year since, Miranda, twelve year since,
Thy father was the Duke of Milan and
A prince of power.
Sir, are not you my father?
Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and
She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father
Was Duke of Milan; and
thou his only heir
And princess no worse issued.
O the heavens!
What foul play had we, that we came from thence?
Or blessed was't we did?
Both, both, my girl:
By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heaved thence,
But blessedly holp hither.
O, my heart bleeds
To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to,
Which is from my remembrance! Please
My brother and thy uncle, call'd Antonio
I pray thee, mark methat a brother should
Be so perfidious!he
whom next thyself
Of all the world I loved and to him put
The manage of my state; as at that time
all the signories it was the first
And Prospero the prime duke, being so reputed
In dignity, and for the
Without a parallel; those being all my study,
The government I cast upon my brother
And to my
state grew stranger, being transported
And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle
Dost thou attend me?
Sir, most heedfully.
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