Alonso: You cram these words into mine ears against The stomach of my sense. Would I had never Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, Who is so far from Italy removd I neer again shall see her. O thou mine heir Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish Hath made his meal on thee? Francesco: Sir, he may live: I saw him beat the surges under him, And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted The surge most swoln that met him; his bold head Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oard Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke To the shore, that oer his wave-worn basis bowd, As stooping to relieve him; I not doubt He came alive to land.Scene i

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