Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man in the moon, when time was.1

Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: My mistress show'd me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush.2

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.

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;

1 Formerly.

2 It was a popular legend, that in the moon's circle could be seen a man, bearing a bundle of sticks, or bush, and leading a dog.

I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
A plague upon the tyrant that I serve!

I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,
Thou wondrous man.

Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard.

Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs

grow;

1

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; 2 I'll bring thee
To clustering 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 com. pany 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.

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.

Fer. There be some sports are painful; and their labor

Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task
Would be as heavy to me, as odious; but

The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labors pleasures. O, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ;
And he's composed of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up,
Upon a sore injunction. My sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such

baseness

Had ne'er like executor.

I forget:

But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my la.

bors;

Most busy-less, when I do it.