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Would I not have; but nature should brug forth, Whiles thou art waking:
Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance,

Seb.

Thou dost snorc distinctly. To feed my innocent people.

There's meaning in thy snores. Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects?

Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,

Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Trebles thee o'er. 'To excel the golden age.

Seb.

Well; I am standing water. Seb. 'Save his majesty!

Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. Ant. Long live Gonzalo!

Seb.

Do 30: to cho Gon.

And, do you mark me, sir?- Hereditary sloth instructs me. Alon. Prythee, no more: Thou dost talk no

Ant.

0, thing to me.

If you but knew, how you the purpose cherisi, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Whiles thus you inock it! how, in stripping it, it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are you more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always Most often do so near the bottom run, use to laugh at nothing.

By their own fear, or sloth. Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.

Seb.

Prythee, say on Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, at nothing still.

Which throes thee much to yield. Ant. What a blow was there given:

Ant.

Thus, sir Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you (Who shall be of as little memory, would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would When he is earth'd,) hath here almost persuaded continue in it five weeks without changing.

(For he's a spirit of persuasion only,)

The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible Enter Ariel, invisible, playing solemn music. That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims

Seb. I have no hope Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. That he's undrown'd. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.

Ant.

0, out of that no hope, Gon. No, I warrant you: I will not adventure What great hope have you! no hope, that way, 1: my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, Another way so high a hope, that even for I am very heavy ?

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, wit) (.All sleep but Alon. Seb, and Ant.

me, Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes That Ferdinand is drown'd? Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I Sob.

He's gone. find,

Ant.

Then, tell me, They are inclined to do so.

Who's the next heir of Naples ?
Seb.
Please you, sir,
Seb.

Claribel.
Do not omit the heavy offer of it:

Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwell, It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,

Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from. Naples It is a comforter.

Can have no note, unless the sun were post,
Ant.
We two, my lord,

(The mani’ the moon's too slow,) till new-born chins Will guard your person, while you take your rest, Be rough and razorable: she, from whom And watch your safety.

We were all sea-swallowed, though some cast again, Alon.

Thank you: wondrous heavy. And, by that, destin'd to perform an act,
[Alonso sleeps. Exit Ariel

. Whereof what's past is prologue: what to come, Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! In yours and my discharge. Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.

Seb. What stuff is this ?--How say you? Seb.

Why 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions Myself dispos'd to sleep.

There is some space.
Ant.
Nor I; my spirits are nimble. Ant.

A space whose every cubit They fell together all, as by consent;

Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Measure us back to Naples ?-Keep in Tunis, Worthy Sebastian?-0, what might?—No more:- And let Sebastian waké !-Say, this were death And yet methinks, I see it in thy face,

That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were ne What thou should'st be: the occasion' speaks thee; and

Than now they are: there be, that can rule Na My strong imagination sees a crown

ples, Dropping upon thy head.

As well as hé that sleeps; Jords, that can prate Seb.

What, art thou waking ? As amply, and unnecessarily, Ant. Do you not hear me speak?

As this Gonzalo; I myself could make Seb.

I do; and, surely, A chough? of as deep chat. O, that you bore It is a sleepy language; and thou speak’st The mind that I do! what a sleep were this Out of thy sleep: what is it thou didst say? For your advancement! Do you understand me? This is a strange repose, to be asleep

Seb. Methinks I do. With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, Ant.

And how does your conteni And yet so fast asleep.

Tender your own good fortune ?
Ant,
Noble Sebastian, Seb.

I remember Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st. (1) Plenty.

(2) A bird of the jack-daw kind.

worse

him

You did supplant your brother Prospero. For my poor son.
Ant.

True :/ Gon. Heavens kreep him from these beasts!
And look, how well my garments sit upon me; For he is, sure, i' the island.
Much feater than before : my brother's servants Alon.

Lead away, Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have Seb. But, for your conscience

done:

(Aside. Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. "Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not

SCENE II. Another part of the Island, Enter This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences, That stand 't wixt me and Milan, candied be they, thunder heard.

Caliban, with a burden of wood. A noise of And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, No better than the earth he lies upon,

Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up If he were that which now he's like; whom I,

From bogs, sens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make With this obedient steel, three inches of it, Can lay to bed forever: whiles you, doing thus, By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, To the perpetual wink for ayel might put And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch, This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire, Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark, They'll take suggestion,' as a cat laps milk; Out of my way, unless he bid them ; but They'll tell the clock to any business that For every trifle are they set upon me: We say befits the hour.

Sometimes like apes, that moes and chatter at me, Seb.

Thy case, dear friend, And after, bite me; then like hedge-hoys, which Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; All wound with adders, who, with cloven longues, And I the king shall love thee.

Do hiss me into madness :-Lo! now! lo! Ant.

Draw together:
And when I rear my hand, do you the like,

Enter Trinculo.
To fall it on Gonzalo.
Seb.
O, but one word.

Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, [They converse apart. For bringing wood in slowly; I'll fall fat;

Perchance he will not mind me.
Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible.

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear oft Ari. My master through his art foresees the hear it sing i' the wind : yond

same black cloud,

any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I danger That these, his friends, are in ; and sends me forth, would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it

yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard* thai (For else his project dies,) to keep them living. (Sings in Gonzalo's ear. yond same cloud cannot choose but fall by pail.

did before, I know not where to hide my head : While you here do snoring lie,

fuls.-What have we here? a man or a fish? Open-ey'd Conspiracy

Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a His time doth take :

very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of If of life you keep a care,

the newest, Poor John, A strange fish! Were I Shake of slumber, and beware :

in England' now, (as once I was,) and had this fish Awake! awake !

painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a

piece of silver: there would this monster make a Ant. Then let us both be sudden.

man; any strange beast there makes a man: when Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king ! they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar,

(They wake. they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Leggd Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o may drawn?

troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no Wherefore this ghastly looking?

longer; this is no fish, but an islander, that hath Gon.

What's the matter? lately suffered by a thunderbolt. (Thunder.) Alas! Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, the storm is come again : my best way is to creep Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing under his gaberdine ;there is no other shelter Like bulls, or rather lions ; did it not wake you? hereabout: misery acquaints a man with strange It struck mine ear most terribly.

bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of Alon.

I heard nothing. the storm be past.
Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear;
To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar

Enler Stephano, singing; a bottle in his hand Of a whole herd of lions.

Ste, I shall no more to sea, to sea,
Alon.
Heard you this, Gonzalo?

Here shall I die ashore;
Gon. Upon mine honour, sír, I heard a hum-
ming,

This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral And that a strange one too, which did awake me: Well

, here's my comfort.

[Drinks I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd, The master, the swabber, the boastswain, and I, I saw their weapons drawn:there was a noise,

The gunner, and his mate,
That's verity: 'best stand upon our guard; Lou'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery,
Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons. But none of us card for Kate :
Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur- For she had a tongue with a tang,
ther search

Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang:
(1) Ever.
(2) Any hint.

(4) A black jack of leather, to hold beer, 13) Make mouths.

(5) The frock of a peasant.

She lov'd not the savoin of tar nor of pitch, il escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors Yet a tailor might scraich her where'er she did itch: heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I made of

Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang. the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I This is a scurvy tune too: but here's my comfort. was cast a-shore.

(Drinks, Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Cal. Do not torment me: 0!

True subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap dst. Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can Inde?'Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. leard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, Ste. Here, kiss the book : though thou canst swim As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot like a duck, that art made like a goose. inake him give ground: and it shall be said so again, Trin. O'Stephano, hast any more of this ? while Stephano breathes at nostrils.

Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock Cal. The spirit torments me: O!

by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four moon-calf ? How does thinc ague? legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: where Ca. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? the devil should he learn our language? I will give Ste. Out o'the nioon, I do assure thee: I was the him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can reco- man in the moon, when time was. ver him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with 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.

Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I will Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee;

furnish it anon with new contents : swear. I'll bring my wood home faster.

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 very weak monster: the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have - The man i? the moon ?- a most poor credulous never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove monster :-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island. will not take too much for him : he shall pay for him And kiss thy foot: I pr’yihee, be my god. that hath him, and that soundly.

Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt monster ; when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle. Anon, I know it by thy trembling:

Cal. I'll kiss thy foot : I'll swear myself thy subNow Prosper works upon thee.

ject. Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. here is that which will give language to you, cat Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy, open your mouth : this will shake your shaking, I headed monster : a most scurvy monster ! I could can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell find in my heart to beat him,vho's your friend: open your chaps again. Ste. Come, kiss.

Trin. I should know that voice: it should be Trin. - but that the poor monster's in drink: an but he is drowned; and these are devils: 0! de-abominable monster! fend me!-

Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate thee berries; monster! His forward voice now is to speak well I'll fish for thee, and get thce 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. T'rin. A most ridiculous monster; to make a Trin. Stephano,

wonder of a poor drunkard. Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy! Cal. I pr’ythee, let me bring thee where crabs mercy! this is a devil, and no monster : I will leave

grow; nim; I have no long spoon.

And I, with my long nails, will dig thee pig-nuts; Trin. Stephano !-il thou beest Stephano, touch Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo ;-be not To snare the nimble marmozet ; I'll bring thee afeard,--thy good friend Trinculo.

To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Ste.' If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull Young sea-mells from the rock. Wilt thou go with thee by the lesser legs: if any be 'Trinculo's legs, me? these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed! Ste. I prythee now, lead the way, without any how camst 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 Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell. over-blown! I hid me under the dead moon-call's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: and art thou living,

(Sings drunkenly. Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd!

Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster Ste. Pr’ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach Cal. No more dams I'U make for fish: is not constant.

Nor fetch in firing
Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites.

At requiring,
That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: Nor scrupe irenchering, nor wash dish;
I will kneel to him.

Ban, 'Ban, Ca-Calib am,
Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou

Has a new master-Gel a new man. aither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam’st hither. Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom : freedom

hey-day, freedom! (1) India. (2) Stool. (3) Sea-gulls. Sle. O hrave monster! lead the way. (Erein

More that I may call men, than you, good friend, ACT INI.

And my dear father: how features are abroad, SCENE I.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Fer-li am skill-less of ; but by my modesty dinand, bearing a log.

('The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish

Any companion in the world but you; F'er. There be some sports are painful; but Nor can imagination form a shape, their labour

Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Something too wildly, and my father's precepts Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters Therein orget. Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be Fer.

I am, in my condition, Is heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but

A prince, Miranda ; I do think, a king; The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, (I would, not so !, and would no more endure And makes my labours pleasures: 0, she is This wooden slavery, than I would suffer Ten times inore gentle than her father's crabbed; The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak, And he's compos'd of harshness. I must remove The very instant that I saw you, did Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, My heart fly to your service; there resides, Upon a sore injunction : my sweet mistress To make me slave to it; and, for your sakė, Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such Am I this patient log-man. baseness

Mira.

Do you love me? Had ne'er like executor. I forget:

Fer. O heaven, 0 earth, bear witness to thos But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my sound, labours;

And crown what I profess with kind event, Most busy-less, when I do it.

If I speak true; If hollowly, invert

What best is boded me, to mischief! 1, Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance. Beyond all limit of what else' i' the world, Mira.

Alas, now! pray you,

Do love, prize, honour you.
Mira.

I am a fool,
Work not so hard : I would, the lightning had

To weep at what I am glad of. Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile ! Pro.

Fair encounter Pray set i: down, and rest you: when this burns, of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace "Twill weep for having wearied you. My father On that which breeds between them! Is hard at study; pray now, rest yoursell :

Fer.

Wherefore weep you? lle's safe for these three hours.

Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer Fer,

O most dear mistress, What I desire to give; and much less take, The sun will set, before I shall discharge What I shall die to want : But this is trilling. What I must strive to do.

And all the more it seeks to hide itself, Mira.

If you'll sit down, The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning' i'll bear your logs the while: pray give me that; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence! I'll carry it to the pile.

I am your wife, 'if you will marry me; Fer.

No, precious creature: I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,

If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow

You may deny me; but I'll be your servant, Than you should such dishonour undergo, Whether you will or no. While I sit lazy by.

Fer.

My mistress, dearest, Mira.

It would become me And I thus humble ever. As well as it does you: and I should do it

Mira.

My husband then ? With much more ease; for my good will is to it, Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing And yours against.

As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my band. Pro.

Poor worm ! thou art infected; Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: And now This visitation shows it.

farewell, Mira,

You look wearily. Till half an hour hence. Fer. No, noble mistress ; 'tis fresh morning with Fer.

A thousand! thousand ! me,

(Exeunt Fer. and Mir. When you are by at night. I do beseech you Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, (Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,) Who are surpris'd with all; but my rejoicing What is your name ? Mira. Miranda :-0 my father,

At nothing can be more. I'll to my book :

For yet, ere supper time, must I perform I have broke your hest' to say so!

Much business appertaining.

(Eril. Fer.

Admir'd Miranda !
Indeed, the top of admiration ; worth
What's dearest to the world. 'Full many a lady

SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Ende I have ey'd with best regard ; and many a time

Stephano and Trinculo; Caliban following with The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage a bollle. Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Have I lik'd several women ; never any

Ste. Tell not me;-when the butt is out, we will With so full soul, but some defect in her

drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd, 2

and board 'ém: Servant-monster, drink to me. And put it to the foil : but you, O you,

Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island ! So perfect, and so peerless, are created

They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are or every creature's best.

three of them; if the other two be brained like us, Mira.

I do not know

the state totters. One of my sex ; no woman's face remember, Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bi thee : Sare, from my glass, minc own; nor have I seen thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

Trin. Where should they be set else? he were (1) Command. (2) Own'd. (3) Whatsoever. Ja brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.

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Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tonguel. Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing ; I'll go in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I further off. swum, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied ? leagues, off and on, by this light. - Thou shalt be Ari. Thou liest. my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that. (strikes him.) A. Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no stand- you like this, give me the lie another time. ard.

Trin. I did not give the lie :-Out of your wits, Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. and hearing too ?-A pox o' your bottle! this can

Trin. Nor go neither : but you lie, like dogs; sack and drinking do.-A murrain on your monand yet say nothing neither.

ster, and the devil take your fingers ! Ste. Moon-call, speak once in thy life, if thou Cal. Ha, ha, ha! veest a good moon-calf.

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Prythee, Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy stand further off. shoe;

Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

I'll beat him too. Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am Ste.

Stand further.-Come proceed in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed' Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with hin fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath I' the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain. drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a him, inonstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log monster ?

Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, or cut his weazand* with thy knife: Remember, ny lord ?

First to possess his books ; for without them 'Trin. Lord, quoth he !--that a monster should He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not ve such a natural !

One spirit to conimand: They all do hate him, Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prythee. 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 withe monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indig- And that most deeply to consider, is nity.

The beauty of his daughter; he himself Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd Calls her a nonpareil: I ne'er saw woman, To hearken once again the suit I made thee? But only Sycorax my dam, and she;

Sle. Marry will 1: kneel, and repeat it; I will But she as far surpasseth Sycorax, stand, and so shall Trinculo.

As greatest does least.
Ste,

Is it so brave a lası'
Enter Ariel, invisible,

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I w', ant Cal. As I told thee

And bring thee forth brave brood. Before, I am subject to a tyrant;

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter A sorcerer, that by his cunning hath

and I will be king and queen; (save our g, aces!) Cheated me of this island.

and Trinculo and thyself shall be vicero's: -Dosi Ari.

Thou liest.

thou like the plot, Trinculo ? Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou:

Trin. Excellent. I would my valiant master would destroy thee ; Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat theo, I do not lie.

but, while thou livest, keep a good wngue in the Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his head. tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your

Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep: teeth.

Wilt thou destroy him then ? Trin. Why, I said nothing.

Sle.

Ay, on mine honour, Ste. Mum then, and no more.—[To Caliban.)

Ari. This will I tell my master, Proceed.

Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of plea. Ca. I say, by sorcery he got this isle ;

sure;
From me he got it. If thy greatness will Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch
Revenge it on him-sor, I know, thou dar'st; You taught me but while-ere ?
But this thing dare not.

Sle. At thy request, monster, I will do reasor Ste. That's most certain.

any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.

| Sings Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party?

Flout 'em, and skou 'em; and skout 'em, an Cal. Yea, yea, my lord, I'll yield him thee asleep,

flout 'em; Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.

Thought is free. Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.

Cal. That's not the tune. Cal. What a pied ninny's this ! Thou scurvy fAriel plays the tune on a labor and pir: patch!

Sle. What is this same? I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by And take his bottle from him : when that's gone, the picture of No-body. He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show sie. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thi Where the quick freshes, are.

[him likeness; is thou beest a devil, take't as thou list. Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger; inter- Trin. O, forgive me my sins ! rupt the monster one word further, and, by this Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee. hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a Mercy upon us ! stock-fish of thee.

Cal. Art thou aseard ?

Sle. No, monster, not. I. (1) Debauched. 12) Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured ress. 13) Springs, (4) Throat.

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