I remember, True: Seb. And, look, how well my garments sit upon me; Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, If he were that which now he's like;' whom I, Seb. Thy case, dear friend, Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; And I the king shall love thee. Ant. Draw together: And when I rear my hand, do you the like, To fall it on Gonzalo. Music. Re-enter ARIEL, invisible. Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, Then, tell me, | (For else his project dies,) to keep them living. [Sings in GONZALO's ear. Claribel. Seb. How say you? 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions There is some space.
Ant. As this Gonzalo; I myself could make And how does your content Tender your own good fortune? 6 A bird of the jackdaw kind. While you here do snoring lie, His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Ant. Then let us both be sudden. Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking? Gon. What's the matter? Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? It struck mine ear most terribly. Alon. I heard nothing. Ant. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. 10 TEMPEST. ACT II. SCENE II. Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts! Alon. Lead away. Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Aside. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood. Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, Enter TRINCULO. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral: Well, here's my comfort. [Drinks. The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I, Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, This is a scurvy tune too: But here's my comfort. Cal. Do not torment me: O! Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Inde? Ha! I have not scap'd drowning, to be As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. 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 him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's leather. Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; 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. Anon, I know it by thy trembling: here But he is drowned; and these are devils: O! deTrin. I should know that voice: It should be. fend me! monster! If all the wine in my bottle will recover Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate him, I will help his ague: Come, I will pour some in thy other mouth. Trin. Stephano! mercy! This is a devil, and no monster! I will Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! leave him; I have no long spoon. me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo; Trin. Stephano! - if thou beest Stephano, touch afeard, thy good friend Trinculo. Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll puil 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? Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunderstroke: But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, thou art not drowned. gaberdine, for fear of the storm: Is the storm overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's And art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd! That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: Ste. How did'st 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 overboard, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast ashore. Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy True subject; for the liquor is not earthly. 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, thy dog and 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: I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject. Ste. Come on, then; down and swear. 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; Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Young sea-mells 3 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; At requiring, Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish; 'Ban 'Ban, Ca-Caliban Has a new master- Get a new man. ACT III. SCENE I. Before Prospero's Cell. Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log. 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; Fer. There be some sports are painful; but their He's safe for these three hours. labour Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness baseness Had ne'er like éxecutor. I forget: Fer. O most dear mistress, The sun will set, before I shall discharge What I must strive to do. Mira. If you'll sit down, I'll bear your logs the while: Pray, give me that; I'll carry it to the pile. 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 against. Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; This visitation shows it. Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance. Mira. Mira. You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you, 3 Sea gulls. I have broke your hest to say so! I do not know Mira. One of my sex; 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 am skill-less of; but, by my modesty, (The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish Any companion in the world but you; Nor can imagination form a shape, Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle Something too wildly, and my father's precepts Therein forget. Fer. I am, in my condition, Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace What I desire to give; and much less take, The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning! If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow Fer. Mira. My mistress, dearest, 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, Till half an hour hence. 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: I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am in case to justle a constable: Was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk so much sack as I today? 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! be such a natural! that a monster should 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 treeThe 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 the suit I made thee? Ste. Marry will I kneel, and repeat it; I will stand, and so shall Trinculo. 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! 6 Thou scurvy I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, Where the quick freshes 7 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 stock-fish of thee. Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off. Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied? Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too. Stand further. Ste. Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Ste. Is it so brave a lass? Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch 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. Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, 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. ; Gon. By'r lakin 9, I can go no further, sir Alon. Cal. Ay, my lord; she will become thy bed, I To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. warrant, Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it 9 Our lady. |