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What best is boded me to mischief! I
I am a fool
Wherefore weep you? Mir. At mine unworthiness that dare not offer What I desire to give, and much less take What I shall die to want. But this is trifling; And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
My mistress, dearest;
My husband, then?
90 Till half an hour hence. Fer.
A thousand thousand!
[Exeunt Fer. and Mir. severally. Pros. So glad of this as they I cannot be, Who are surprised withal; but
my rejoicing At nothing can be more. I'll to my book, For yet ere supper-time must I perform Much business appertaining.
[Exit. SCENE II. Another part of the island. Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO. 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 th' 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 drown'd 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.
*A nickname. 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. 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?
*Debauched. Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him,
Trin. 'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be such a natural!*
*An idiot. Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prithee.
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 pleased 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.
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.
50 Ari. Thou liest.
Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would my valiant master would destroy thee! I do not lie.
Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of
Trin. Why, I said nothing.
Ste. That's' most certain.
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 mayst knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou liest; thou canst not.
70 Cal. What a pied ninny's* this! Thou scurvy patch!t
*Motley-coated fool. Mean fellow. 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
show him Where the quick freshes* are.
*Springs. Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger: interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out o' doors and make a stock-fish of thee.
Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go farther off.
81 Ste. Didst thou not say he lied ? Ari. Thou liest.
Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [Beats Trin. 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! Cal. Ha, ha, ha!
90 Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Prithee, stand farther off.
Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time
Stand farther. Come, proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with
him, l'th' afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain
him, Having first seized his books, or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his wezand* with thy knife. Remember First to possess his books; for without them He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not *Windpipe. One spirit to command: they all da hate him As rootedly as I. Burn but his books. He has brave utensils,-for so he calls them,Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. And that most deeply to consider is The beauty of his daughter; he himself Calls her a nonpareil: I never saw a woman, But only Sycorax my dam and she; But she as far surpasseth Sycorax As great’st does least. Ste.
Is it so brave a lass ? Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant. And bring thee forth brave brood.
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 ?
Ste. Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thoú livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.
Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep: Wilt thou destroy him then ? Ste.
Ay, on mine honour.
Ari. This will I tell my master.
At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing [Sings. Flout 'em and scout 'em
130 And scout 'em and flout 'em;
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 Nobody.
Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness: if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list.
Trin. O, forgive me my sins!
Cal. Art thou afeard ?
Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt
not. Sometimes a thousand twangling* instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
*Twanging. The clouds methought would open and show riches
150 Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing.
Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.
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