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What’s struck me so often is how often Prospero speaks of his pain; he’s not just angry with Antonio, for instance, but desperately hurt by him.

Rather, Alonso, Antonio, and Sebastian are all three distracted, maddened, out of their wits, while their courtiers (the luckless, near-lineless Adrian and Francisco) can only watch, brimful of sorrow and ... named; here Antonio is only implicitly

ANTONIO  If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say he lies?

nothing. 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! SEBASTIAN  An it had not fallen flat-long.

SEBASTIAN  No marrying ’mongst his subjects? ANTONIO  None, man, all idle—whores and knaves. ... Again Antonio equates idleness with immorality, but Gonzalo is adamant: I would with such perfection govern t’excel the Golden Age.

Alonso, Sebastian and Antonio draw their swords.] (3.3.53-60SD). As I’ve noted before, The Tempest is – perhaps unexpectedly – full of the language of sin and other theologically inflected ... The stage direction is editorial, but it seems

Home, both in word and […]. Here enters ARIEL before; then ALONSO with a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO.

No comment, then, from Antonio, or from the King to Antonio, but rather what begins as a wondering request for information from the King: how on earth did you survive? ... Prospero magnanimous (still), Sebastian cornered, Antonio silent… (5.1.125-134)

ANTONIO  Thus, sir:. Although this lord of weak remembrance—this. Who shall be of as little memory. ... That he’s undrowned. ANTONIO  O, out of that ‘no hope’,. What great hope have you!

GONZALO  Not since widow Dido’s time. ANTONIO  Widow? A pox o’that. ... ANTONIO  And sowing the kernels of it in the sea, bring forth more islands!

ANTONIO  Noble Sebastian,. Thou let’st thy fortune sleep—die rather; wink’st. Whiles thou art waking. ... SEBASTIAN  Thou dost snore distinctly. There’s meaning in thy snores. ANTONIO  I am more serious than my custom.

PROSPERO  Whereon—. A treacherous army levied—one midnight. Fated to th’purpose did Antonio open. ... 1.2.127-135). Is it a literal or a metaphorical detail that Antonio himself opened the gates of Milan?

ANTONIO  My will is something sorted with his wish. Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed,. ... Antonio: do you want to go to Milan? Proteus: TOTALLY not my call!

ANTONIO  I’ll believe both;. And what does else want credit, come to me. ... Space is left for Antonio and Sebastian to be mocking; they are certainly not changed or especially moved.

SEBASTIAN  Well, I am standing water. ANTONIO  I’ll teach you how to flow. ... Antonio will teach him how to flow, in tidal terms, grow higher, whereas Sebastian comments that his hereditary sloth, either his lazy nature, his natural lack of ambition

Prospero’s brother Antonio learned these lessons very well, became perfect in them – and once he was, he took over all the people, supporters, counsellors, who had previously been Prospero’s ... But instead Antonio has been like rampant ivy,

ANTONIO  I like thy counsel. Well hast thou advised. And that thou mayst perceive how well I like it,. ... 1.3.34-44). This is all excellent advice and I’m in complete agreement, says Antonio; I like thy counsel.

1.2.97-106). The psychology here is penetrating: once Antonio is lorded, once he’s taken over, once he’s got control not just of the money, but of all ... Antonio is like someone who has told a lie so often that he now believes it to be true.

Ah yes, says Antonio, I know it well—perhaps with the implication, and I haven’t heard the last of it. ... Antonio: couldn’t agree more, Proteus needs to spread his wings (1.3.11-23) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare.

Enter Antonio and Pantino. ANTONIO  Tell me, Pantino, what sad talk was that. ... Antonio: couldn’t agree more, Proteus needs to spread his wings (1.3.11-23) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare.