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ANTONIO
Long live Gonzalo!
GONZALO
And, − do you mark me, sir? [165]
ALONSO
Prithee, no more: thou dost talk nothing to me.
GONZALO
I do well believe your highness; and did it to minister occasion to these
gentlemen, who are of such sensible and nimble lungs that they always use
to laugh at nothing. [170]
ANTONIO
’Twas you we laughed at.
GONZALO
Who in this kind of merry fooling am nothing to you: so you may continue,
and laugh at nothing still.
ANTONIO
What a blow was there given! [175]
SEBASTIAN
An it had not fallen flat-long.
GONZALO
You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you would lift the moon out of her
sphere, if she would continue in it five weeks without changing.
Enter Ariel [invisible] playing solemn music.
SEBASTIAN
We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. [180]
ANTONIO
