You did supplant your brother Prospero.
True: And look how well my garments sit upon me;
Much feater than before: my brother's servants
Were then my fellows; now they are my men.
But, for your conscience?
Ay, sir; where lies that? (2.1.29)
Now, good angels
Preserve the king. (2.1.27)
I say, by sorcery he got this isle;
From me he got it. if thy greatness will
Revenge it on him,—for I know thou darest,
But this thing dare not,— (3.2.7)