The Tempest

by: William Shakespeare

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ALONSO
Lead off this ground, and let’s make further search
For my poor son.
ALONSO
Lead us away from this area. We can search for my poor son while we’re at it.
GONZALO
    Heavens keep him from these beasts!
For he is, sure, i' th' island.
GONZALO
I hope those lions stay far away from him. I’m sure he’s somewhere on the island.
ALONSO
    Lead away.
ALONSO
Get us out of here.
ARIEL
290 (aside) Prospero my lord shall know what I have done.
So, King, go safely on to seek thy son.
ARIEL
(to himself) My lord Prospero will know what I’ve done. So go ahead, King, and look for your son.
Exeunt
They exit.