1 Mooncalf, speak once in thy life, if thou be'st a good mooncalf.
2 A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To hear thee speak of Naples.
3 I do, and surely It is a sleepy language, and thou speak'st Out of thy sleep.
4 But for the miracle--I mean our preservation--few in millions Can speak like us.
5 Th occasion speaks thee, and My strong imagination sees a crown Dropping upon thy head.
6 My lord Sebastian, The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness And time to speak it in.
7 They join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance, towards the end whereof Prospero starts suddenly and speaks.
8 They all enter the circle which Prospero had made, and there stand charmed; which Prospero observing, speaks.
9 O heaven, O Earth, bear witness to this sound, And crown what I profess with kind event If I speak true; if hollowly, invert What best is boded me to mischief.
10 Hear my soul speak: The very instant that I saw you did My heart fly to your service, there resides To make me slave to it, and for your sake Am I this patient log-man.