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Mira. Miranda. O my father,
I've broke your hest, to say so.
Fer. Admir'd Miranda!

Indeed, the top of admiration, worth
What's dearest to the world; full many a lady
I've ey'd with best regard, and many a time
T' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear; for sev'ral virtues
Have I lik'd sev'ral women, never any
With fo full foul, but fome defect in her
Did quarrel with the nobleft grace she ow'd,
And put it to the foil. But you, o you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best.

Mira. I do not know

One of my fex; no woman's face remember,
Save from my glass mine own; nor have I seen
More that I may call men, than you, good friend,
And my dear father; how features are abroad
I'm skilless of; but, by my modefty,

(The jewel in my dower) I would not wish
Any companion in the world but you;
Nor can imagination form a shape,
Befides yourself, to like of. But I prattle
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts
I do forget.

Fer. I am, in my condition,

A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;
(I would not fo!) and would no more endure

This wooden flavery, than I would fuffer

The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my foul speak;

The very instant that I saw you, did

My heart fly to your service, there refides

To make me flave to it, and for your fake

Am I this patient log-man.

Mira. Do you love me?

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Fer. O heav'n, o earth, bear witness to this found,

And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
What best is boded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of aught else i' th' world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mira. I am a fool

To weep at what I'm glad of.

Pro. Fair encounter

Of two most rare affections! Heav'ns rain grace
On that which breeds between 'em!

Fer. Wherefore weep you!

Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer

What I defire to give; and much less take

What I shall die to want: but this is trifling;

And all the more it seeks to hide itself,

The bigger bulk it shews. Hence, bafhful cunning;
And prompt me, plain and holy innocence.

I am your wife, if you will marry me;

If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
Whether you will or no.

Fer. My mistress, dearest,

And I thus humble ever.

Mira. My husband then?

Fer. Ay, with a heart so willing

As bondage e'er of freedom; here's my hand.

Mira. And mine, with my heart in't; and now, farewel,

'Till half an hour hence.

Fer. A thousand, thousand.

[Exeunt.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,

Who are furpriz'd with all; but my rejoicing
At nothing can be more. I'll to my book;

For yet ere supper-time must I perform

Much business appertaining.

[Exit.

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SCENE II.

Another part of the island.

Enter Caliban, Stephano and Trinculo.

ELL not me; when the butt is

out, we will drink

water, not a drop, before; therefore bear up, and

board 'em; fervant monster, drink to me.

Trin. Servant monster! the folly of this island! they say there's but five upon this ifle; we are three of them, if the other two be brain'd like us, the state totters.

Ste. Drink, servant monster, when I bid thee; thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

Trin. Where should they be fet else? he were a brave monfter indeed if they were set in his tail.

Ste. My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in sack; for my part, the fea cannot drown me. I fwam, ere I could recover the shore, five and thirty leagues, off and on, by this light. Thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard. Trin. Your lieutenant, if you lift; he's no standard. Ste. We'll not run, monfieur monster.

Trin. Nor go neither; but you'll lye like dogs, and yet say nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou be'st a good moon-calf.

Cal. How does thy honour? let me lick thy shoe; I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

Trin. Thou lieft, most ignorant monster, I am in cafe to justle a conftable; why, thou debosh'd fish thou, was there ever man a coward that hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? wilt thou tell me a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster? Cal. Lo, how he mocks me: wilt thou let him, my lord? Trin. Lord, quoth he ! that a monster should be fuch a natural!

Cal. Lo, lo, again; bite him to death, I pr'ythee.

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Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a mutineer, the next tree the poor monster's my subject, and he shall not fuffer indignity.

Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once again to the suit I made to thee?

Ste. Marry, will I; kneel, and repeat it; I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.

Enter Ariel invisible.

Cal. As I told thee before, I am fubject to a tyrant, a forcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island. Ari. Thou lieft.

Cal. Thou lieft, thou jefting monkey, thou; I would, my valiant master would destroy thee; I do not lie.

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

Trin. Why, I faid nothing.

Ste. Mum, then, and no more; proceed. Cal. I say, by forcery he got this ifle; From me he got it. If thy greatness will Revenge it on him, for, I know, thou dar'st, But this thing dares not ;

Ste. That's most certain.

Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.

Ste. How shall this be compast? 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 lieft, thou canst not.

Cal. What a py'd ninny's this? thou scurvy patch!

I do befeech 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 are.

Ste.

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

Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off. Ste. Didst thou not say, he ly'd?

Ari. Thou lieft.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that.

As you like this, give me the lie another time.

[Beats him.

Trin. I did not give thee the lie; out o'your wits and hearing

too? A pox o'your bottle! this can sack and drinking do : 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' th' afternoon to fleep; 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 wezand with thy knife. Remember,
First to possess his books; for without them
He's but a fot, as I am; and hath not
One spirit to command. They all do hate him
As rootedly as I. Burn but his books;
He has brave utenfils, for fo he calls them,
Which, when he has an house, he'll deck't withal.
And that most deeply to confider, is

The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a non-pareil: I ne'er faw woman

But only Sycorax my dam, and her ;

But she as far furpasses Sycorax,

As greatest does the leaft.

Ste. Is it so brave a lass?

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood.

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