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He's gone.

Ant. Long live Gonzalo!


0! Gon.

And, do you mark me, sir ?- If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Alon. Prythee, no more: thou dost talk nothing to Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it,

You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did it to Most often do so near the bottom run minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of such By their own fear, or sloth. sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use to Seb.

Prythee, say on. laugh at nothing.

The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.

A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am nothing which throes thee much to yield. to you: so you may continue, and laugh at nothing Ant.

Thus, sir, still.

Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Ant. What a blow was there given !

(Who shall be of as little memory, Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

When he is earth’d) hath here almost persuaded Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle : you would (For he's a spirit of persuasion, only lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would continue Professes to persuade) the king, his son 's alive, in it five weeks without changing.

l'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd, Enter Ariel above,' invisible, playing solemn music. As he that sleeps here, swims. Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling.

Scb. I have no hope Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.

That he's undrown'd. Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure my Ant.

O! out of that no hope, discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, for What great hope have you! no hope, that way,

is I am very heavy?

Another way so high a hope, that even Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, (All sleep but Alon. SEB. and Ant. But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with ma. Alon. What! all so soon asleep? I wish mine eyes That Ferdinand is drown'd ? Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : I find, Seb. They are inclined to do so.


Then, tell me. Seb. Please you, sir,

Who's the next heir of Naples ? Do not omit the heavy offer of it:


Claribel. It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,

Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells It is a comforter.

Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples Ant. We two, my lord,

Can have no note, unless the sun were post, Will guard your person while you take your rest, (The man i’ the moon 's too slow) till new-born chins And watch your safety.

Be rough and razorable; she, for» whom Alon. Thank you. Wondrous heavy.—[Aron. sleeps." We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! And by that destiny to perform an act Ant. It is the quality of the climate.

Whereof what's past is prologue, what's* to come, Seb.


In yours and my discharge. Doth it not, then, our eye-lids sink? I find not


What stuff is this !-How say you? Myself disposed to sleep.

'Tis true, my brother's daughter 's queen of Tunis ; Ant.

Nor I: my spirits are nimble. So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions They fell together all, as by consent;

There is some space. They dropp’d, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Ant.

A space whose every cubit Worthy Sebastian?_0! what might?—No more : Seems to cry out, " How shall that Claribel And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face,

Measure us back to Naples ?" —Keep in Tunis, What thou should'st be. Th’occasion speaks thee, and And let Sebastian wake !—Say, this were death My strong imagination sees a crown

That now hath seized them; why, they were no worse Dropping upon thy head.

Than now they are. There be, that can rule Naples Seb.

What! art thou waking ? As well as he that sleeps ; lords that can prate Ant. Do you not hear me speak ?

As amply, and unnecessarily, Seb.

I do; and, surely, As this Gonzalo; I myself could make It is a sleepy language, and thou speak'st

A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say ? The mind that I do! what a sleep were this This is a strange repose, to be asleep

For your advancement! Do you understand me? With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, Seb. Methinks, I do. And yet so fast asleep.


And how does your content Ant. Noble Sebastian,

Tender your own good fortune? Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st Seb.

I remember,
Whiles thou art waking.

You did supplant your brother Prospero.
Thou dost snore distinctly: Ant.

True :
There's meaning in thy snores.

And look how well my garments sit upon me; Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Much feater than before. My brother's servants Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,

Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Trebles thee o'er.

Seb. But, for your conscienceSeb.

Well; I am standing water. Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.

| 'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not Seb.

Do so: to ebb This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences, Hereditary sloth instructs me.

| That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they, 1 Not in f. p. ? Exi ARIET. : in f.e 3 from: in f.e 4 what : in f.e.


And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, And yet I needs must curse; but they'll noto pinch, lo tetter than the earth he lies upon,

Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire, l: he were that which now he's like, that's dead, Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark Whom I, with this obedient steel, three inches of it, Out of my way, unless he bid 'em; but Can lay to bed for ever; whiles you, doing thus, For every trifle are they set upon me: To the perpetual wink for aye might put

Sometime like apes, that moe and chatter at me, This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence, who And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which Should not upbraid our course : for all the rest, Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount They'll take suggestion as a cat laps milk;

Their pricks at my foot-fall: sometime am I They'll tell the clock to any business that

All wound with adders, who with cloven tongues We say befits the hour.

Do hiss me into madness.-Lo, now! lo!
Thy case, dear friend,

Shall be my precedent: as thou got'st Milan, Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me
I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword : one stroke For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat;
Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st, Perchance, he will not mind me.
And I, the king, shall love thee.

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub to bear off any Ant.

Draw together; weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it And when I rear my hand, do you the like,

sing i’ the wind : yond' same black cloud, yond' huge To fall it on Gonzalo.

one, looks like a foul bombards that would shed his Seb.

0! but one word. (They converse apart. liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know Music. ARIEL descends invisible.'

not where to hide my head: yond' same cloud cannot Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger choose but fall bypailfuls.—What have we here? That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth (Seeing Caliban.] a man or a fish? Dead or alive? (For else his project dies) to keep them living. À 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 Shake off slumber, and beware :

there makes a man. When they will not give a doit Auake! Awake!

to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see Ant. Then, let us both be sudden.

a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king ! arms! Warm, o' my troth! I do now let loose my

[They wake. opinion, hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you islander, that hath lately suffered by a thunder-bolt drawn?

[Thunder.] Alas! the storm is come again: my best Wherefore thus ghastly looking ?

way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other Gon.

What's the matter ? shelter hereabout: misery acquaints a man with strange Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, bedfellows. I will here shroud, till the drench' of the Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing,

storm be past. Like bulls, or rather lions : did it not wake you?

Enter Stephano, singing ; a bottle in his hand. It struck mine ear most terribly.

Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea,
I heard nothing.

Here shall I die a-shore.-
Ant. O! 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear, This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funera).
To make an earthquake: sure, it was the roar Well, here's my comfort.

[Drinks. Of a whole herd of lions.

The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I,
Heard you this, Gonzalo?


and his mate,
Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming, Lov’d Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery,
And that a strange one too, which did awake me.

But none of us card for Kate ; I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd: as mine eyes open'd,

For she had a tongue with a tang, I saw their weapons drawn.—There was a noise,

Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang: That's verity :' 'tis best we stand upon our guard, She lov'd not the savour of tar, nor of pitch, Or that we quit this place. Let's draw our weapons. Yet a tailor might scratch her where-e'er she did itch, Alon. Lead off this ground, and let's make farther Then, to sea, boys, and let her go hang. search

This is a scurvy túne too; but here's my comfort. (Drinks. For my poor son.

Cal. Do not torment me: 0! Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts,

Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? For he is, sure, i’ the island.

Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Alon.

Lead away. (Exeunt. Inde? Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be afeard Ari. Prospero, my lord, shall know what I have done : now of your four legs; for it hath been said, as proper So, king, go safely on to seek thy son.

[Exit. a man as ever went on four legs cannot make him give SCENE II.-Another part of the Island.

ground, and it shall be said so again, while Stephano

breathes at nostrils.
Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood.

Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!
A noise of thunder heard.

Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs, Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up who hath got, as I take it, an ague.

Where the devil From bogs, fens, Hats, on Prosper fall, and make him should he learn our language? I will give him some By incb-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, | relief, if it be but for that: if I can recover him, and keep Musie. Re-enter Ariel, invisible: in f.e. ? this : in f.e. · Collier's ed., 1844, rends, " verily"-most of the other editions, "verity"

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him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present Ste. Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim for any emperor that ever trod on neat’s-leather. like a duck, thou art made like a goose.

Cai. Do not torment me, pr’ythee: I'll bring my Trin. O Stephano ! hast any more of this? wood home faster.

Ste. The whole butt, man: my cellar is in a rock by Ste. He's in his fit now, and does not talk after the the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, moon. wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have never calf ! how does thine ague ? drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit. If Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take Ste. Out o the moon, I do assure thee: I was the too much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, man in the moon, when time was. and that soundly.

Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: my Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt mistress showed me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush. anon, I know it by thy trembling: now Prosper works Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I will fur

nish it anon with new contents. Swear. Ste. Come on your ways: open your mouth; here is Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow monthat which will give language to you, cat. Open your ster :-I afeard of him ?- -a very weak monster.—The mouth: this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, man i' the moon !—a most poor credulous monster.and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend; Well drawn, monster, in good sooth. open your chaps again.

[CALIBAN drinks. Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island; Trin. I should know that voice. It should be—but and I will kiss thy foot. I pr’ythee, be my god. he is drowned, and these are devils. O, defend me! Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken

Ste. Four legs, and two voices ! a' most delicate monster : when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle. monster. His forward voice, now,

is to speak well of Cal. I'll kiss thy foot : I'll swear myself thy subject. his friend ; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches, Ste. Come on, then; down and swear. and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will re

[CALIBAN lies down.' cover him, I will help his ague. Come,-Amen! I Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy. will pour some in thy other mouth.

headed monster. A most scurvy monster: I could find Trin. Stephano!

in my heart to beat him,Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy! Ste. Come, kiss. mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: I will leave Trin. —But that the poor monster's in drink. An him; I have no long spoon.

abominable monster ! Trin. Stephano !--if thou beest Stephano, touch me, Cal. I'll show thee the best springs ; I'll pluck thee and speak to me, for I am Trinculo:-be not afeard,

berries; thy good friend Trinculo.

I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth. I'll pull A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed! How Thou wondrous man. cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf ? Can he Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder vent Trinculos ?

of a poor drunkard ! Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke. Cal. I pr’ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grow; -But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts; thou art not drowned. Is the storm overblown? Í Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine for fear To snare the nimble marmozet: I'll bring thee of the storm. And art thou living, Stephano ? O To clustering filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Stephano! two Neapolitans 'scaped ?

Young scamels from the rock : Wilt thou go with me? Ste. Pr’ythee, do not turn me about: my stomach is Ste. I pr’ythee now, lead the way, without any more not constant.

talking. - Trinculo, the king and all our company else Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. being drowned, we will inherit here.—Here; bear my That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : bottle.-Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again. I will kneel to him.

Cal. Farewell, master i farewell, farewell

. Ste. How didst thou 'scape ? How cam'st thou

(Sings drunkenly. hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish; over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark Nor fetch in firing of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast At requiring, a-shore.

Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish; Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true * Bam Ban, Ca-Caliban, subject, for the liquor is not earthly.


Has a new master-Get a new man. Ste. Here: swear, then, how thou escap’dst. Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom ! freedom ! hey. Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck. I can swim

day, freedom ! like a duck, I'll be sworn.

Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. [Ereunt.



SCENE I.-Before PROSPERO's Cell.

Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log.

Are nobly undergone; and, most poor matters Fer. There be some sports are painful, and their Point to rich ends. This my mean task labour

Would be as heavy to me, as odious; but : Not in f.e * Not in f.

• trenchering: in f. e.

? seat.

• Not in f. e.

The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead, The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak And makes my labours pleasures : 0! she is The very instant that I saw you, did

Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed; My heart fly to your service; there resides, | And he 's composed of harshness. I must remove To make me slave to it; and for your sake,

Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, Am I this patient log-man. 1 ['pon a sore injunction : my sweet mistress


Do you love me?
Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such baseness Fer. O heaven! O earth! bear witness to this sound,
Had never like executor. I forget :

And crown what I profess with kind event,
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
Most busy, blest' when I do it.

What best is boded me to mischief! I,
Enter MIRANDA ; and PROSPERO behind." Beyond all limit of aught' else i' the world,

Alas! now, pray you, Do love, prize, honour you. Work not so hard : I would, the lightning had


I am a fool, !

Burnt up those logs that you are enjoin'd to pile. To weep at what I am glad of.
Pray, set it down, and rest you : when this burns,


Fair encounter *Twill weep for having wearied you. My father Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace Is hard at study; pray now rest yourself:

On that which breeds between them ! (Aside. ! He's safe for these three hours.


Wherefore weep you ? Fer.

O, most dear mistress ! Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer The sun will set, before I shall discharge

What I desire to give ; and much less take, What I must strive to do.

What I shall die to want. But this is trifling; Mira.

If you'll sit down, And all the more it seeks to hide itself, Til bear your logs the while. Pray, give me that: The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning, rul carry it to the pile.

And prompt me, plain and holy innocence! Fer.

No, precious creature : I am your wife, if you will marry me; I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow | Than you should such dishonour undergo,

You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
While I sit lazy by.

Whether you will or no.
It would become me


My mistress, dearest, As well as it does you ; and I should do it

And I thus humble ever.

Kneels. With much more ease, for my good will is to it,


My husband then ? And yours it is against.

Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing

(Rises. Pro.

Poor worm ! thou art infected; As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand. This visitation shows it.

[Aside." Mira. And mine, with my heart in 't: and now Jira. You look wearily.

farewell, Fer. No, noble mistress; 't is fresh morning with me, Till half an hour hence. When you are by at night. I do beseech you,

Fer. A thousand thousand ! (Exeunt Fer. and MIR. Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers,

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, What is your name?

Who are surpris'd with all : but my rejoicing Mira,

Miranda.-0 my father! At nothing can be more. I'll to my book ;
I have broke your hest to say so. (To herself: For yet, ere supper time, must I perform

Admir'à Miranda ! Much business appertaining.
Indeed, the top of admiration; worth
What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady

SCENE II.-Another part of the Island.
I have ey'd with best regard ; and many a time

Enter STEPHANO and Trinculo; CALIBAN following The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage

with a bottle Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Ste. Tell not me :—when the butt is out, we will Have I lik d several women; never any

drink water; not a drop before : therefore bear up, and With so full sonl, but some defect in her

board 'em. Servant-monster, drink to me. Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,

Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island ! And put it to the foil : but you, O you !

They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are three So perfect, and so peerless, are created

of them; if the other two be brained like us, the state Of every creature's best.

totters. Mira. I do not know

Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy One of my sex ; no woman's face remember,

eyes are almost set in thy head. Sure, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen Trin. Where should they be set else ? he were a More that I may call men, than you, good friend, brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. And my dear father. How features are abroad, Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in I am skill-less of ; but, by my modesty,

sack : for my part, the sea cannot drown me : I swam, (The jewel in my dower) I would not wish

ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues, Any companion in the world but you;

off and on, by this light. Thou shalt be my lieutenant, Vor can imagination form a shape,

monster, or my standard. Besides yourself, to like of. But I prattle

Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard. Something too wildly, and my father's precepts Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. I therein do forget.

Trin. Nor go neither; but you'll lie, like dogs, and Fer. I am, in my condition,

yet say nothing neither. A prince, Miranda ; I do think, a king ;

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest (I would not so !) and would no more endure a good moon-calf. This wooden slavery, than to suffer

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I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster : I am in Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, case to justle a constable. Why, thou debauched fish Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember, thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk First to possess his books ; for without them so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster ? One spirit to command: they all do hate him,

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my As rootedly as I. Burn but his books ; lord ?

He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them) Trin. Lord, quoth he !-that a monster should be Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal : such a natural !

And that most deeply to consider is
Cal. Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I prythee. The beauty of his daughter; he himself

Ste. Trínculo, keep a good tongue in your head : if Calls her a nonpareil : I never saw a woman,
you prove a mutineer, the next tree-The poor mon- But only Sycorax my dam, and she;
ster 's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,

Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'da As great’st does least. to hearken once again to the suit I made to thee ?


Is it so brave a lass ? Ste. Marry will I : kneel and repeat it: I will stand, Cal. Ay, lord ; she will become thy bed, I warrant and so shall Trinculo.

[Caliban kneels. And bring thee forth brave brood. Enter Ariel, invisible.

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant; I will be king and queen; (save our graces !) and a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou island.

like the plot, Trinculo ? Ari. Thou liest.

Trin. Excellent. Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou; Ste. Give me thy hand : I am sorry I beat thee; but, I would, my valiant master would destroy thee: while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. I do not lie.

Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep; Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his Wilt thou destroy him then ? tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Ste.

Ay, on mine honour. Trin. Why, I said nothing.

(ceed. Ari. This will I tell my master. Ste. Mum then, and no more.—[To CALIBAN.] Pro- Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure. Cal. I say by sorcery he got this isle ;

Let us be jocund: will you tro the catch From me he got it: if thy greatness will,

You taught me but while-ere? Revenge it on him-for, I know, thou dar'st;

Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any But this thing dare not.

Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings. Ste. That's most certain.

Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.

flout 'em ; Ste. How, now, shall this be compassed ? Canst

Thought is free. thou bring me to the party ?

Cal. That's not the tune. Cal. Yea, yea, my lord : I'll yield him thee asleep,

[ARIEL plays a tune on a Tabor and Pipe. Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.

Ste. What is this same ? Ari. Thou liest ; thou canst not.

Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the Cal. What a pied? ninny 's this ! Thou scurvy patch ! picture of No-body. I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,

Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeAnd take his bottle from him : when that's gone, ness : if thou beest a devil, take 't as thou list. He shall drink nought but brine ; for I'll not show him Trin. O, forgive me my sins ! Where the quick freshes are.

Ste. He that dies, pays all debts : I defy thee.Ste. Trinculo, run into no farther danger : interrupt Mercy upon us ! the monster one word farther, and, by this hand, I'll Cal. Art thou afeard ? turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of Ste. No, monster, not I. thee.

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. Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied ?

Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Ari. Thou liest.

Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, Ste. Do I so ? take thou that. (Strikes him.] As That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, you like this, give me the lie another time.

Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, Trin. I did not give the lie. Out o' your wits, and The clouds, methought, would open, and show riches hearing too ? A pox o' your bottle ! this can sack, and Ready to drop upon me, that when I wak’d drinking do. A murrain on your monster, and the I cry'd to dream again. devil take your fingers !

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

I shall have my music for nothing. Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Prythee stand Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. farther off.

Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story, Cal. Beat him enough : after a little time,

Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and I'll beat him too.

after do our work. Ste. Stand farther. Come, proceed.

Ste. Lead, monster ; we'll follow. I would, I could Cal. Why, as I told thee. 'tis a custom with him see this taborer : he lays it on. ['the afternoon to sleep: then thou may'st brain him, Trin. Wilt come ? I'll follow, Stephano. 1 | Ereut.

i Not in f. e. be thus attired.

? Dressed in motley,—this expression and "patch” were epithets often applied to fools. Trinculo, as "a joster," woul s sometime : in i. 8.

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