Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee; I'll bring That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : my wood home faster.

I will kneel to him. Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk Ste. How didst thou 'scape ? how cam’st thou after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle : if hither ? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st he have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the remove his fit. If I can recover him, and keep sailors heaved overboard, by this bottle! which I him tame, I will not take too much for him : he made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. since I was cast ashore.

Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true wilt, anon, I know it by thy trembling; now subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Prosper works upon thee.

I Ste. Here; swear then how thou escapedst. Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; | Trin. Swam ashore, man, like a duck; I can here is that which will give language to you, cat; swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. open your mouth : this will shake your shaking, Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou canst I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. who's your friend: open your chaps again. | Trin. 0 Stephano, hast any more of this ?

Trin. I should know that voice : It should be Ste. The whole butt, man: my cellar is in a — but he is drowned; and these are devils : Oh! rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How defend me!

now, mooncalf ? how does thine ague ? Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? monster! His forward voice now is to speak well Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul the man in the moon, when time was. speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore bottle will recover him, I will help his ague.

thee; Come — Amen! I will pour some in thy other My mistress shewed me thee, and thy dog, and thy mouth.

bush. Trin. Stephano, —

Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I will Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy! furnish it anon with new contents : swear. mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: I will Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow leave him; I have no long spoon.

monster : -I afeard of him? a very weak monTrin. Stephano :-if thou beest Stephano, ster. The man i' the moon !- a most credulous touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo; monster: Well drawn, monster, in good sooth. - be not afeard, — thy good friend Trinculo. Cal. I'll shew thee every fertile inch o' the Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll

island; pull thee by the lesser legs : if any be Trinculo's And I will kiss thy foot: I pr'ythee, be my god. legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, in Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and deed: How camest thou to be the siege of this drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll mooncalf? Can he vent Trinculos ?

rob his bottle. Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder- Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy stroke :- But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I subject. hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm over | Ste. Come on then; down and swear. blown? I hid me under the dead mooncalf's gab- Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this erdine, for fear of the storm. And art thou living, puppy-headed monster: a most scurvy monster ! Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scaped! I could find in my heart to beat him,

Ste. Pr’ythee, do not turn me about; my Ste. Come, kiss. stomach is not constant.

I Trin. — but that the poor monster 's in drink; Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not An abominable monster!


Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck company else being drowned, we will inherit here. thee berries;

– Here; bear my bottle. Fellow Trinculo, we 'll I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. fill him by and by again. A plague upon the tyrant that I serve ! I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,

CALIBAN sings drunkenly. Thou wondrous man.

Farewell, master; farewell, farewell.. Trin. A most ridiculous monster! to make a

Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. wonder of a poor drunkard. Cal. I pr’ythee, let me bring thee where crabs |

CALIBAN sings. grow;

No more dams I'll make for fish; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts;

Nor fetch in firing Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how

At requiring,

Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish; To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee

Ban, ’Ban, Ca – Caliban, To clust'ring filberts, and sometimes I'll get thee

Has a new master — Get a new man. Young sea-mells from the rock: Wilt thou go with me?

Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom, Ste. I pr’ythee now lead the way, without any hey-day, freedom ! more talking. - Trinculo, the king and all our | Ste. O brave monster ! lead the way. [Exeunt.


SCENE I. — Before PROSPERO's Cell. Work not so hard : I would the lightning had

Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoined to Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log.

pile! Fer. There be some sports are painful; but their Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this burns, labor

’T will weep for having wearied you: My father Delight in them sets off; some kinds of baseness Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself ; Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters He's safe for these three hours. Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be Fer. O.most dear mistress, As heavy to me, as 't is odious; but

The sun will set, before I shall discharge The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, What I must strive to do. And makes my labors pleasures : Oh, she is Mira. If you 'll sit down,' Ten times more gentle than her father 's crabbed; I'll bear your logs the while : Pray, give me that; And he's composed of harshness. I must remove I'll carry it to the pile. Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, Fer. No, precious creature: Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such Than you should such dishonor undergo, baseness

While I sit lazy by. Had ne'er like executor. I forget :

Mira. It would become me But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my la- As well as it does you : and I should do it bors;

With much more ease; for my good will is to it, Most busy-less, when I do it.

And yours it is against.

Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO, at a distance. Mira. Alas, now! pray you,

| Mira. You look wearily.

Fer. No, noble mistress; 't is fresh morning Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,
with me,

Do love, prize, honor you.
When you are by, at night. I do beseech you Mira. I am a fool,
(Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers), To weep at what I am glad of.
What is your name?

Pro. Fair encounter
Mira. Miranda :—0 my father, Of two most rare affections ! Heavens, rain grace
I have broke your 'hest to say so !

On that which breeds between them! Fer. Admired Miranda !

Fer. Wherefore weep you? Indeed, the top of admiration; worth

Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady What I desire to give; and much less take I have eyed with best regard ; and many a time What I shall die to want: But this is trifling; The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage And all the more it seeks to hide itself, Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues The bigger bulk it shews. Hence, bashful cunning; Have I liked several women; never any

And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! With so full soul, but some defect in her

I am your wife, if you will marry me; Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed, If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow And put it to the foil : But you, O you,

You may deny me; but I'll be your servant, So perfect, and so peerless, are created

Whether you will or no. Of every creature's best.

Fer. My mistress, dearest, Mira. I do not know

And I thus humble ever. One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Mira. My husband, then ? Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing More that I may call men, than you, good As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand. friend,

Mira. And mine, with my heart in 't: And now And my dear father : how features are abroad,

farewell, I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty

Till half an hour hence. (The jewel in my dower), I would not wish Fer. A thousand ! thousand ! Any companion in the world but you;

[Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA. Nor can imagination form a shape,

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Beside yourself, to like of :- But I prattle Who are surprised with all; but my rejoicing Something too wildly, and my father's precepts At nothing can be more. I'll to my book ; I therein do forget.

For yet, ere supper time, must I perform Fer. I am, in my condition,

Much business appertaining.

[Exit. A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; (I would, not so !) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than I would suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth. — Hear my soul SCENE II. – Another part of the Island. speak;—

Enter STEPHANO and TRINCULO; CALIBAN The very instant that I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides,

following with a bottle. To make me slave to it; and for your sake, Ste. Tell not me; — when the butt is out, we Am I this patient log-man.

will drink water; not a drop before : therefore Mira. Do you love me?

bear up, and board 'em : Servant-monster, drink Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this to me. sound,

Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island ! And crown what I profess with kind event, They say, there's but five upon this isle : we are If I speak true; if hollowly, invert

three of them; if the other two be brained like What best is boded me, to mischief! I,

us, the state totters.

Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee; | Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your Trin. Where should they be set else ? he were | teeth. a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. Trin. Why, I said nothing.

Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue · Ste. Mum, then, and no more. - [To CALIBAN. in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I Proceed. swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; leagues, off and on, by this light. — Thou shalt be From me he got it. If thy greatness will my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Revenge it on him — for, I know, thou dar'st; Trin. Your lieutenant if you list; he's no But this thing dare not. standard.

Ste. That's most certain. Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.

Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. Trin. Nor go neither : but you 'll lie, like dogs; Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst and yet say nothing neither.

thou bring me to the party? Ste. Mooncalf, speak once in thy life, if thou Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee beest a good mooncalf.

asleep, Cal. How does thy honor ? Let me lick thy Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head. shoe:

Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not. I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

Cal. What a pied niny's this? Thou scurvy Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster! I am

patch !in case to justle a constable : why, thou deboshed I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, fish thou, was there ever a man a coward, that And take his bottle from him: when that's gone, hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half

shew him a monster?

Where the quick freshes are. Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger : inmy lord ?

terrupt the monster one word further, and, by this Trin. Lord, quoth he! — that a monster should hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make be such a natural !

a stockfish of thee. Cal. Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I pr’ythee. Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go

Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; further off. if you prove a mutineer, the next tree - The Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied ? poor monster 's my subject, and he shall not suffer Ari. Thou liest. indignity.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [Strikes him. Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be As you like this, give me the lie another time. pleased to hearken once again to the suit I made Trin. I did not give the lie:- Out o' your thee?

wits, and hearing too? — A pox o' your bottle ! Ste. Marry will I: kneel and repeat it; I will this can sack and drinking do. - A murrain on stand, and so shall Trinculo.

your monster, and the devil take your fingers !

Cal. Ha, ha, ha!
Enter ARIEL, invisible.

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee, Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a stand further off. tyrant; a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheat- Cal. Beat him enough : after a little time, ed me of this island.

I'll beat him too. Ari. Thou liest.

Ste. Stand further. — Come, proceed. Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou; Cal. Why, as I told thee, 't is a custom with him I would, my valiant master would destroy thee: l' the afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain I do not lie.


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Having first seized his books; or with a log Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, thee:- Mercy upon us !
Or cut his wezand with thy knife : Remember, Cal. Art thou afeard ?
First to possess his books; for without them

Ste. No, monster, not I.
He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not

Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, One spirit to command : they all do hate him, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt As rootedly as I: Burn but his books ;

not. He has brave utensils (for so he calls them), Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, And that most deeply to consider, is

That, if I then had waked after long sleep, The beauty of his daughter; he himself

Will make me sleep again ; and then, in dreaming, Calls her a nonpareil : I ne'er saw woman, The clouds, methought, would open and shew But only Sycorax my dam, and she;

riches But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,

Ready to drop upon me: that, when I waked, As greatest does least.

I cried to dream again.
Ste. Is it so brave a lass?

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me,
Cal. Ay, lord, she will become thy bed, I war-where I shall have my music for nothing.

Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. And bring thee forth brave brood.

Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter story. and I will be king and queen ; (save our graces !) Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys:— Dost and after, do our work. thou like the plot, Trinculo ?

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. — I would I Trin. Excellent.

could see this taborer; he lays it on. Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee: Trin. Wilt come ? I'll follow, Stephano. but, while thou livest keep a good tongue in thy

[Exeunt. head.

Cal. Within this half-hour will he be asleep; Wilt thou destroy him then ?

SCENE III. – Another part of the Island.
Ste. Ay, on mine honor.

Ari. This will I tell my master.
Cal. Thou mak’st me merry; I am full of

ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.

Gon. By’r lakin, I can go no further, sir ; Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch My old bones ache; here's a maze trod, indeed, You taught me but while-ere ?

Through forth-rights and meanders ! by your paSte. At thy request, monster, I will do reason,

tience, any reason : Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings. I needs must rest me.

Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and fout 'em;

Who am myself attached with weariness, Thought is free.

To the dulling of my spirits : sit down and rest. Cal. That's not the tune.

Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it [ARIEL plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. No longer for my flatterer : he is drowned, Ste. What is this same?

Whom thus we stray to find : and the sea mocks Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go. the picture of Nobody.

Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope. Ste. If thou beest a man, shew thyself in thy

[Aside to SEBASTIAN. likeness: if thou beest a devil, take 't as thou list. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose Trin. O, forgive me my sins !

| That you resolved to effect.

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