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Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.

Trin. Why, I said nothing.

Ste. Mum then, and no more.--[To Caliban,] Proceed.

Cal. 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 dar’st;
But this thing dare not.

Ste. That's most certain.

Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. · Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party ?

Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.

Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.
Cal. What a pied ninny's this ? 4 Thou scurvy

patch !
I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,
And take his bottle from him: when that's gone,
He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not shew him
Where the quick freshes s are.

Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger : interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stockfish of thee.

Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing ; I'll go further off.

Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied ?
Ari. Thou-liest.

A Alluding to Trinculo's party-colour's dress,

Springs.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that. (strikes him.] As you like this, give me the lie another time. .

Trin, I did not give the lie:-Out o’your wits, and hearing too ?- A pox o' your bottle! this can sack, and drinking do.-A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers !

Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr’ythee stand further off.

Cal. Beat him enough : after a little time,
I'll beat him too.
Ste.

Stand further.--Come, proceed.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him
I'the afternoon to sleep: there thou may’st brain him,
Having first seiz’d his books; or with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his wezando with thy knife: Remember,
First to possess his books; for without them
He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
One spirit to command: They all do hate him,
As rootedly as I: Burn but his books ;
He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them,)
Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal.
And that most deeply to consider, is :
The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a non-pareil : I ne'er saw woman,
But only Sycorax my dam, and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
As greatest does least.
Ste.

Is it so brave a lass? Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant,

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And bring thee forth brave brood.

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen ; (save our graces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys :-Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo ?

Trin. Excellent.

Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee: but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head,

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

Ay, on mine honour,
Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal. Thou mak’st me merry: I am full of pleasure;
Let us be jacund: Will you troll the catch
You taught me but while-ere?

Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings.

Flout 'em, and skout 'em ; and skout 'em, and flout 'em;

Thought is free.
Cal. That's not the tune.

(Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. Ste. What is this same?

Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of No-body.

Ste. If thou beest a man, shew thyself in thy likeness : if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list.

Trin. O, forgive me my sins !

Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee:-
Mercy upon us !

Cal. Art thou afeard ?
Ste. No, monster, not I.
Cal, Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,,

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Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices,
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds, methought, would open, and shew riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak’d,
I cry'd to dream again, ·

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where
I shall have my musick for nothing.

Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.
Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story.

Trin. The sound is going away : let's follow it, and after, do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would, I could see this taborer : he lays it on.

Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. [Exeunt.

SCENE III.

Another part of the Island.

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Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO,

ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.
Gon. By'r lakin,? I can go no further, sir;
My old bones ache : here's a maze trod, indeed,
Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your pac

tience,
I needs must rest me.
Alon.

Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with weariness,

7 Our lady.

· To che dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.

Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer : he is drown'd,
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go.
Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.

[Aside to SEBASTIAN,
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv’d to effect.
Seb.

The next advantage
Will we take thoroughly.
Ant.

Let it be to-night;
For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,
As when they are fresh.
Seb. .

I say, to-night: no more. Solemn and strange musick ; and PROSPERO above,

invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing
in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle actions
of salutation; and, inviting the king, &c. to eat, they
depart.
Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!
Gon. Marvellous sweet musick!
Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were

these?
Seb. A living drollery:8 Now I will believe,
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phenix’ throne ; one phænix
At this hour reigning there.
Ant.

I'll believe both;

& Show.

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