Ari. Thou liest. Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would my valiant master would destroy thee! I do not lie. Steph. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Trin. Why, I said nothing. 50 Steph. Mum, then, and no more. Proceed. Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; From me he got it. If thy greatness will for I know thou darest, But this thing dare not, Steph. That's most certain. Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it and I'll serve thee. Steph. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party? Cal. Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep, 60 Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou liest; thou canst not. Cal. What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch! 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. Steph. 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. 70 Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go farther off. Steph. Didst thou not say he lied? Ari. Thou liest. Steph. Do I so? take thou that. [Beats Trinculo.] 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 plague o' your bottle! this can sack and drinking do. A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers. Cal. Ha, ha, ha! 80 Steph. Now, forward with your tale. Prithee, stand farther off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time I'll beat him too. Steph. Stand farther. Come, proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him, He has brave utensils, for so he calls them,— The beauty of his daughter; he himself But she as far surpasseth Sycorax As great'st does least. Steph. Is it so brave a lass? Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood. 90 100 Steph. 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. Steph. 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: Wilt thou destroy him then? ΙΙΟ Steph. Ay, on mine honour. This will I tell my master. Cal. Thou makest me merry; I am full of pleasure: Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch You taught me but while-ere? Steph. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings] Flout 'em and scout 'em And scout 'em and flout 'em; Cal. That's not the tune. 120 [Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. Steph. What is this same? Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of Nobody. Steph. 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! Steph. He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy upon us! Cal. Art thou afeard? Steph. No, monster, not I. Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. 130 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, The clouds methought would open and show riches I cried to dream again. 140 Steph. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. Steph. That shall be by and by: I remember the story. Trin. The sound is going away; let's follow it, and after do our work. Steph. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could see this taborer; he lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. SCENE III. Another part of the island. [Exeunt. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others. Gon. By 'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; My old bones ache: here's a maze trod indeed Through forth-rights and meanders! By your patience, I needs must rest me. Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with weariness, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go. ΙΟ Ant. [Aside to Seb.] I am right glad that he's so out of hope. Do not, for one repulse, forgo the purpose That you resolved to effect. Seb. [Aside to Ant.] The next advantage Will we take throughly. Ant. [Aside to Seb.] Let it be to-night: For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance As when they are fresh. Seb. [Aside to Ant.] I say, to-night: no more. Alon. What harmony is this? Enter PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart. Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these! There is one tree, the phoenix' throne, one phoenix Ant. I'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did lie, Gon. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? For, certes, these are people of the island Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present Alon. I cannot too much muse Such shapes, such gesture and such sound, expressing, Of excellent dumb discourse. Pros. [Aside.] Praise in departing. No matter, since Fran. They vanish'd strangely. 21 30 40 Seb. 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. 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