The Tempest

by: William Shakespeare

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ALONSO

    No, no, he’s gone.

ALONSO

No, no, he’s dead.

SEBASTIAN

Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss,
100That would not bless our Europe with your daughter,
But rather loose her to an African,
Where she at least is banished from your eye,
Who hath cause to wet the grief on ’t.

SEBASTIAN

Sir, you can thank yourself for this great loss, because you wouldn’t bless Europe with your daughter, but instead pimped her out to an African. At least you can be thankful that she won’t be around to remind you of your loss.

ALONSO

      Prithee, peace.

ALONSO

Please be quiet.

SEBASTIAN

You were kneeled to and importuned otherwise
105By all of us, and the fair soul herself
Weighed between loathness and obedience, at
Which end o' th' beam should bow. We have lost your son,
I fear, forever. Milan and Naples have
More widows in them of this business' making
110Than we bring men to comfort them.
The fault’s your own.

SEBASTIAN

We all begged you not to go ahead with those marriage plans, and your lovely daughter struggled between disgust at marrying an African and the desire to obey you. Now I’m afraid we’ve lost your son forever. Our shipwreck has made more women widows in Milan and Naples than there are survivors to comfort them. And it’s all your fault.

ALONSO

    So is the dearest o' th' loss.

ALONSO

And the greatest sorrow is mine too.

GONZALO

My lord Sebastian,
The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness
And time to speak it in. You rub the sore
115When you should bring the plaster.

GONZALO

My lord Sebastian, even though what you say is true, your way of saying it is tactless and comes at the wrong time. You’re rubbing salt in his wounds when you should be applying bandages.

SEBASTIAN

      Very well.

SEBASTIAN

All right, I’ll stop.

ANTONIO

And most chirurgeonly.

ANTONIO

Like a good doctor.

GONZALO

(to ALONSO) It is foul weather in us all, good sir,
When you are cloudy.

GONZALO

(to ALONSO) It’s bad times for all of us, sir, when you’re feeling gloomy.