You did supplant your brother Prospero. Ant. True: And look, how well my garments sit upon me ei Much feater than before: my brother's servants Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Seb. But, for your conscience Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, 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: O, but one word. Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, While you here do snoring lie, His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Awake! awake! ¡For my poor son. Ant. Then let us both be sudden. Wherefore this ghastly looking? Alon. Alon. And that a strange one too, which did awake me: ther search 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: [Aside. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood. A noise of thunder heard. 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, Perchance he will not mind me. Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.-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 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 hereabout: 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. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral: She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch, Cal. Do not torment me: 0! 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 afcard 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, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. Cal. The spirit torments me: O! I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Ste. Here, kiss the book: though thou canst swim like a duck, that 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? Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee; him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod My mistress showed me thee, thy dog, and bush. on neat's leather. Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; I'll bring my wood home faster. 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 Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after monster:-I afeard of him?—a the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have-The man i' the moon?- a my weak monster: poor credulous Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island. And kiss thy foot: I pr'ythee, be my god. never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove monster:-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt ; I Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, cat open your mouth: this will shake your shaking, can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps again. 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 sub ject. Stc. 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 Trin. I should know that voice: it should beBut he is drowned; and these are devils: O! de-abominable monster! fend me! Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries; Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate monster! His forward voice now is to speak well I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bot-I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, tle will recover him, I will help his ague: come, Thou wondrous man. Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth. Trin. Stephano, Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! this is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon. Trin. Stephano!-if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo;-be not afeard, thy good friend Trinculo. 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; me? Ste. If thou becst Trinculo, coinc forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any how cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? more talking.-Trinculo, the king and all our comCan he vent Trinculos? pany else being drowned, we will inherit here.Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder-Here; bear my bottle: Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill stroke-But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I him by and by again. hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm over-blown! I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: and art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd! Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant. Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. (1) India. (2) Stool. (3) Sea-gulls, Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell. Cal. [Sings drunkenly. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. At requiring, Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish; Has a new master-Get a new man. Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom: freedom, hey-day, freedom! Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE 1.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Ferdinand, bearing a log. Fer. There be some sports are painful; but Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Had ne'er like executor. I forget: But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Most busy-less, when I do it. Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance. Fer. Mira. If you'll sit down, I'll bear your logs the while: pray give me that; Fer. No, precious creature: Mira. Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; Mira. me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you Mira. Admir'd Miranda! I do not know (1) Command. (2) Own'd, (3) Whatsoever, Fer. More that I may call men, than you, good friend, sound, And crown what I profess with kind event, Mira. To weep at what I am glad of. I am a fool, Fair encounter 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 my heart in't: And now farewell, Till half an hour hence. A thousand! thousand! [Exit. SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Ente 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: 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 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, C Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off. Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied? Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in sack for my part, the sea canot 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 stand-you like this, give me the lie another time. ard. Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. Trin. Nor go neither: but you 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. Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [strikes him.] As 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! Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee, stand further off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too. Ste. Stand further.-Come proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him, 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 I' drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous he, being but half a fish, and half a monster? Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his weazand with thy knife: Remember, First to possess his books; for without them He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not One spirit to command: They all do hate him, Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee. As rootedly as I: Burn but his books; Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; He has brave utensils (for so he calls them,) if you prove a mutineer, the next tree-The poor Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. 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. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd 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 his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Trin. Why, I said nothing. Ste. Mum then, and no more.-[To Caliban.] Proceed. Ca. 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 dar'st; But this thing dare not. Ste. That's most certain. 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, Cal. What a pied ninny's this!2 Thou scurvy I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, [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. And that most deeply to consider, is Ste. 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 : Ay, on mine honour. sure; 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. Cal. Art thou afeard? Ste. No, monster, not I. 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 Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd, 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 19 |(For, certes, these are people of the island,) Fran. They vanish'd strangely. [Aside. No matter, since They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will't please you taste of what is here? Alon. Not I. Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we were boys, En-Who would believe that there were mountaineers, SCENE III-Another part of the Island. Gon. By'r lakin,' I can go no further, sir; I needs must rest me. Seb. Will we take thoroughly. The next advantage Let it be to-night; Ani. at them Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a har Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown Seb. I say, to-night: no more. Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate; the elements Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring-Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs ing in a banquet; they dance about it with gen-Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish tle actions of salutation; and inviting the king, One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt, &c. to eat, they depart. Your swords are now too massy for your strengths, Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, And will not be uplifted: But, remember hark! Gon. Marvellous sweet music! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens !-What were these? Seb. A living drollery:2 Now I will believe, (1) Our lady. (For that's my business to you,) that you three |