| Gonzalo’s optimism – miracle | But for the miracle – I mean our preservation |
| Gonzalo’s optimist – the grass | How lush and lusty the grass looks! How green! |
| Antonio cynicalism – the grass | tawny |
| Gonzalo’s utopian reflections | No occupation… no sovereignty |
| Gonzalo on the islanders | their manners are more gentle kind than of our human generation |
| Gonzalo as loyal | A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo… he furnished me |
| Gonzalo as holy | Holy Gonzalo, honourable man |
| Gonzalo the preserver | My true preserver |
| Gonzalo as reconciler | His tears run down his beard, like winter’s drops. |
| Alonso’s melancholy | My son is lost, and, in my rate, she too |
| Alonso repents | Thou pardon me my wrongs |
| Antonio as Machiavellian | My strong imagination sees a crown dropping upon thy head |
| Antonio’s question to Sebastian | Then tell me, who’s the next heir of Naples? |
| Sebastian remembering Antonio’s actions | I remember you did supplant your brother Prospero |
| Conscience Seb and Ant | But for your conscience… Ay sir, where lies that? |
| Sebastian not repenting | The devil speaks in him |
| Trinculo as stupid | A man or a fish? |
| Trinculo and Seb colonial | We will inherit here |
| T and S plot | His daughter and I will be king and queen |
| Materialistic/Greedy | Look what a wardrobe here is for thee |
| Caliban showing them to be materialistic | Let’t alone, thou fool, it is but trash. |
The Tempest – the Neapolitans
July 25, 2019