What is the news?

Gonzalo
What is the news?
Boatswain
The best news is that we have safely found
Our king and company. The next: our ship,
Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split,
Is tight and yare and bravely rigged as when
We first put out to sea.

This is as strange a maze as e’er men trod,
And there is in this business more than nature
Was ever conduct of.

Ariel, aside to Prospero
Sir, all this service
Have I done since I went.
Prospero, aside to Ariel
My tricksy spirit!
Alonso
These are not natural events. They strengthen
From strange to stranger.—Say, how came you hither?
Boatswain
If I did think, sir, I were well awake,
I’d strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep
And—how, we know not—all clapped under hatches,
Where, but even now, with strange and several noises
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
We were awaked, straightway at liberty,
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship, our master
Cap’ring to eye her. On a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream were we divided from them
And were brought moping hither.
Ariel, aside to Prospero
Was ’t well done?
Prospero, aside to Ariel
Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free.
Alonso
This is as strange a maze as e’er men trod,
And there is in this business more than nature
Was ever conduct of. Some oracle
Must rectify our knowledge.
Prospero
Sir, my liege,
Do not infest your mind with beating on
The strangeness of this business. At picked leisure,
Which shall be shortly, single I’ll resolve you,
Which to you shall seem probable, of every
These happened accidents; till when, be cheerful
And think of each thing well.
  Aside to Ariel.
Come hither, spirit;
Set Caliban and his companions free.
Untie the spell.
 Ariel exits.