Alon. Thank you. Wondrous heavy.-[ALON. sleeps.' I do; and, surely, Ant. Seb. Seb. Do so: to ebb Hereditary sloth instructs me. 1 Not in f. e. 2 Exit ARIEI. in f. e Why Ant. Ant. What thou should'st be. Th' occasion speaks thee, and And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death That now hath seized them; why, they were no worse A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore Ant. Then, tell me. Seb. Ant. Seb. Claribel. Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Seb. Ant. Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, 3 from: in f.e 4 what in f. e. And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, If he were that which now he's like, that's dead, Seb. Ant. Draw together; Seb. O! but one word. [They converse apart. Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a foul bombards that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.-What have we here? [Seeing Caliban.] a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish[Sings in GONZALO's ear. like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. While you here do snoring lie, A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I Open-eyed conspiracy was) and had but this fish painted, not a holiday His time doth take. fool there but would give a piece of silver: there If of life you keep a care, would this monster make a man: any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o' my troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an islander, that hath lately suffered by a thunder-bolt [Thunder.] Alas! the storm is come again: my best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter hereabout: misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. I will here shroud, till the drench' of the storm be past. Shake off slumber, and beware: Enter STEPHANO, singing; a bottle in his hand. Wherefore thus ghastly looking? Gon. What's the matter? Alon. I heard nothing. Alon. For my poor son. Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts, Alon. SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. And yet I needs must curse; but they'll not pinch, Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of [Exeunt. Inde? Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, as proper [Exit. a man as ever went on four legs cannot make him give ground, and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral. Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, For she had a tongue with a tang, Yet a tailor might scratch her where-e'er she did itch, This is a scurvy tune too; but here's my comfort. [Drinks. Cal. Do not torment me: O! Cal. The spirit torments me: O! Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs, who hath got, as I take it, an ague. Where the devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can recover him, and keep 1 Music. Pa-enter ARIEL, invisible: in f. e. this: inf. e. Collier's ed., 1844, reads, " verily "-most of the other editions, "verity" nor: in f. e • The name of a large vessel to contain drink, as well as of a piece of artillery. Not in f. e. dregs in fe. 68 in the text him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's-leather. Cai. Do not torment me, pr'ythee: I'll bring my wood home faster. Ste. He's in his fit now, and does not talk after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit. If I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: now Prosper works upon thee. Ste. Come on your ways: open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, cat. Open your mouth this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who 's your friend; open your chaps again. [CALIBAN drinks.1 Trin. I should know that voice. It should be-but he is drowned, and these are devils. O, defend me !— Ste. Four legs, and two voices! a most delicate monster. His forward voice, now, is to speak well of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague. Come,-Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth. Trin. Stephano! Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon. Trin. Stephano!-if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me, for I am Trinculo:-be not afeard,thy good friend Trinculo. Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth. I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed! How cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos? Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke. -But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine for fear of the storm. And art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano! two Neapolitans 'scaped? Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about: my stomach is not constant. Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: I will kneel to him. Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore. Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. [Kneels. Ste. Here: swear, then, how thou escap'dst. Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck. I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. Ste. Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. Trin. O Stephano! hast any more of this? Ste. The whole butt, man: my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, moon. calf! how does thine ague? Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man in the moon, when time was. Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: my mistress showed me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush. Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book: I will furnish it anon with new contents. Swear. Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow monster:-I afeard of him?-a very weak monster.—The man i' the moon!-a most poor credulous monster.— Well drawn, monster, in good sooth. Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island; and I will kiss thy foot. I pr'ythee, be my god. Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken monster: when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle. Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject. Ste. Come on, then; down and swear. [CALIBAN lies down. Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppyheaded monster. A most scurvy monster: I could find in my heart to beat him,Ste. Come, kiss. Trin. But that the poor monster's in drink. An abominable monster! Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries; I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard! Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grow; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts; Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmozet: I'll bring thee To clustering filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Young scamels from the rock: Wilt thou go with me? Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any more talking.-Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drowned, we will inherit here.-Here; bear my bottle.-Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again. Cal. Farewell, master; farewell, farewell. [Sings drunkenly. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish; Nor fetch in firing At requiring, Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish; Has a new master-Get a new man. Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom! hey. day, freedom! Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I.-Before PROSPERO'S Cell. Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log. Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Fer. There be some sports are painful, and their Point to rich ends. This my mean task The mistress which I serve quickens what 's dead, But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Most busy, blest1 when I do it. Enter MIRANDA; and Prospero behind.' Mira. Alas! now, pray you, Work not so hard: I would, the lightning had Burnt up those logs that you are enjoin'd to pile. Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this burns, Twill weep for having wearied you. My father Is hard at study; pray now rest yourself: He's safe for these three hours. Fer. O, most dear mistress ! The sun will set, before I shall discharge What I must strive to do. If you'll sit down, Pray, give me that: Fer. No, precious creature: I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonour undergo, While I sit lazy by. Mira. It would become me As well as it does you; and I should do it | With much more ease, for my good will is to it, And yours it is against. Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; This visitation shows it. [Aside. Mira. You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress; 't is fresh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you, Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers, What is your name? Mira. Miranda. O my father! Mira. Fer. I am, in my condition, A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king ; (I would, not so!) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than to suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak Mira. Do you love mc? Fer. O heaven! O earth! bear witness to this sound 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' the world, Do love, prize, honour you. Mira. I am a fool, [Aside. Wherefore weep you? Fair encounter If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow Fer. And I thus humble ever. My mistress, dearest, [Rises. My husband then? Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in 't: and now farewell, Ste. Tell not me-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board 'em. Servant-monster, drink to me. Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are three of them; if the other two be brained 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 set else? he were a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in sack for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I swam, 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 list; he's no standard. Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. Trin. Nor go neither; but you'll lie, like dogs, and yet say nothing neither. Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf. Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe. 3 least: in f. e. 2 at a distance: in f. e. Not in f. e. 4 Not in f. e. what else: in f. e. 678 Not in f. e. I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to justle a constable. Why, thou debauched fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell 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 such a natural! Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee. 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 suffer 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. [CALIBAN kneels. Enter ARIEL, invisible. Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant; a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island. Ari. Thou liest. 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. [ceed. Ste. Mum then, and no more.e.-[To CALIBAN.] ProCal. 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 pied2 ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch! Ste. Trinculo, run into no farther danger: interrupt the monster one word farther, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee. Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied? Ari. Thou liest. As Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [Strikes him.] 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 farther off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too. Ste. Stand farther. Come, proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee. 'tis a custom with him I' the afternoon to sleep: then thou may'st brain him, 1 Not in f. e. be thus attired. Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Ste. Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and Trin. Excellent. Ste. Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, Ste. Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure. reason. Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any Cal. That's not the tune. Ste. No, monster, not I. Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt farther off. not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometim voices, Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where 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. 2 Dressed in motley,-this expression and "patch" were epithets often applied to fools. Trinculo, as "a jester," woul 3sometime in i. e. |