Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. At requiring, Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish; 'Ban, 'Ban, Ca-Caliban 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 I-Before Prospero's Cell. Enter Ferdinand, bearing a log. Ferdinand. THERE be some sports are painful; but their labour The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such baseness But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance. Mir. Work not so hard: I would, the lightning had "Twill weep for having wearied you: My father Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself; He's safe for these three hours. Fer. The sun will set, before I shall discharge What I must strive to do. Mir. O most dear mistress, If you'll sit down, I'll bear your logs the while: Pray, give me that; Fer. No, precious creature: I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Mir. 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, Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; This visitation shews it. Mir. You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you, (Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,) What is your name? Full many a lady I have ey'd with best regard and many a time J Of every creature's best. I do not know Mir. Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen Fer. I am, in my condition, A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; (I would, not so !) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than I would suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth.-Hear my soul speak ;- My heart fly to your service; there resides, Am I this patient log-man. Mir. Do you love me? Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound, And crown what I profess with kind event, If I speak true; if hollowly, invert What best is boded me, to mischief! I, Beyond all limit of what else i' the world, Mir. I am a fool, To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. Fair encounter Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace Wherefore weep you? Fer. What I shall die to want: But this is trifling; Fer. And I thus humble ever. Mir. My mistress, dearest, My husband then? Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Mir. And mine, with my heart in't: And now fare well, Till half an hour hence. Fer. A thousand! thousand! [Exeunt Fer. and Mira. 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. [Exit. SCENE II. 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: 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 brain'd like us, the state totters. Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee; thy yes 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. Sre. 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 ease 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 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. Enter Ariel, invisible. Cal. As I told thee Before, I am subject to a tyrant; A sorcerer, that by his cunning bath |