While you here do snoring lie, His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Ant. Then let us both be sudden. repose, Wherefore this ghastly looking? Heard you this, Gonzalo? weapons. Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts! For he is, sure, i' the island. Alon. Lead away. Ari. Prospero, my lord, shall know what I have done. SCENE II. Another part of the island. 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, For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat; / Perchance he will not mind me. Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brew. ing; I hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbards 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 pallfuls.-What have we here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I was,) and had but this fish painted, not a holiday-fool there but would give a piece of silver: there 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 thunderbolt. [Thunder.] Alas! the storm is come again: my best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter here. about: Misery acquaints a man with strange bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of the storm be past. Enter STEPHANO, singing; a bottle in his hand. Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea, Aside. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. funeral: Well, here's my comfort. [Drinks. * Ever. + Any hint. A black jack of leather, to hold beer I Make mouths. The frock of a peasant. 1 The master,the swabber,theboatswain,andl, | culo, indeed: How cam'st thou to be the sieget comfort. Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang. This is a scurvy tune too: But here's my [Drinks. 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 'scaped drowning, to be afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, whilst Stephano breathes at nostrils. Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!! Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; who hath got, as I take it, an agne: 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 trode on neat's leather. Cal. 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. Thon dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: Now Prosper works upon thee. dit po Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you,cat; open your mouth: this will shake yourshaking, I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps again. 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, obes Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: 1 will leave him; I have no long spoon. Trin. Stephano!-if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for Tam Trinculo;-be not afeard, "thy good friend Trinculo. Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pall thee by the lesser legs: if any be TrincuJo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trin * India O Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke:-But art thon not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, thon 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. [sprites. Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: I will kneel to him. 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 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. 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 of the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man in the moon, when time was. i Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore And 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. [subject. Cal. I'll kiss. thy foot: I'll swear myself thy Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed 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 shew 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. DM d Stool. 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 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. SCENE I. Before Prospero's Cell. Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is Had ne'er like éxecutor. I forget: Mira. 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. W Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; This visitation shews it. Mira. You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you, Mira. I have broke your hest to say so! Admired Miranda! Fer. And crown what I profess with kind event, Mira. To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. I am a fool, What I desire to give; and much less take, And prompt me, plain and holy innocence! Fer. And I thus humble ever. 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 iny heart in't. And Till half an hour hence. [now farewell, Fer. A thousand! thousand! [Exeunt FER. and MIR. Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Who are surpris'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. SCENE II. [Exit. Another part of the island. Enter STEPHANO and TRINCULO; CALIBAN following with a bottle. Ste. Tell not me;-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board 'em: Servantmonster, 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 thon beest a good moon-calf. Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. [shoe: Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; • Debauch'd. I am in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed 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. [pleas'd Wilt thou be made thee? repeat it; I Cal. I thank my noble lord. To hearken once again the suit I Ste. Marry will I: kneel, and will stand, and so shall Trinculo. Enter ARIEL, invisible. Cal. As I told thee Before, I am subject to a tyrant; 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. Ste. Mum then, and no more.-[To Cali ban, 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 darʼst; But this thing dare not. [thee. Ste. That's most certain. Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party? [asleep, Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not [patch Cal. What a pied ninny's this t? Thou scurvy 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 Where the quick freshest are. [shew him 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? Ari. Thon liest. 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! + Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress. ‡ Springs. C Cal. Ha, ha, ha! Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee stand further off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Ste. Is it so brave a lass? Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I And bring thee forth brave brood. [warrant, 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; Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do rea- 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? Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, The clouds, methought, would open, and shew Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music 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. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO,GON- Gon. By'r lakin t, I can go no further, sir; Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Seb. Will we take thoroughly. Ant. Let it be to-night; Seb. Alon. What harmony is this? my good Gon. Marvellous sweet music! Ant. Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one At this hour reigning there. [phoenix I'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er Though fools at home condemn them. [did lie,] + Our lady. + Show. Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and burt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Throat. |