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THE TEMPEST
Antonio.
The visitor will not give him o’er so.
Sebastian.
Look, he ’s winding up the watch of his wit: by and by it will strike.
Gonzalo.
Sir,—
Sebastian.
One: tell.
Gonzalo.
When every grief is entertain’d that’s offer’d,
Comes to the entertainer—
Comes to the entertainer—
Sebastian.
A dollar.
Gonzalo.
Dolour comes to him, indeed: you have spoken truer than you purposed.
Sebastian.
You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should.
Gonzalo.
Therefore, my lord,—
Antonio.
Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue!