Reading The Tempest — William Shakespeare

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Pro.

Sir, I inuite your Highnesse, and your traine

To my poore Cell: where you shall take your rest

For this one night, which part of it, Ile waste

With such discourse, as I not doubt, shall make it

Goe quicke away: The story of my life,

And the particular accidents, gon by

Since I came to this Isle: And in the morne

I'le bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,

Where I haue hope to see the nuptiall

Of these our deere‑belou'd, solemnized,

And thence retire me to my Millaine, where

Euery third thought shall be my graue.

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