Miranda
Sweet lord, you play me false.
Ferdinand
No, my dear’st love,
I would not for the world.
Miranda
Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle,
And I would call it, fair play.
Alonso
If this prove
A vision of the Island, one dear son
Shall I twice lose.
Sebastian
A most high miracle!
Ferdinand
Though the seas threaten, they are merciful;
I have cursed them without cause.
Kneels.