SCENE II.-Another part of the Island.

Enter CALIBAN, with a bottle; 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 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.

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.

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 mooncalf.

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe. serve him, he is not valiant.

I'll not

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? 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 tree-The 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 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.

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 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.

Cal. 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, 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 naught but brine; for I'll not show him

Where the quick freshes are.

Ste. Trinculo, run into no farther danger: interrupt the monster one word farther, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee.

Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go farther off.

Ste. Didst thou not say he lied?

Ari. Thou liest.

Ste. Do I so take thou that. [Strikes him.] 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!

Ste. Now, forward with your tale.-Pr'ythee stand farther off.

Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time,

I'll beat him too.

Ste. Stand farther.-Come, proceed.

Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him

I' the afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain him,
Having first seiz'd 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

Ste.

One spirit to command: they all do 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.

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?

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;

Wilt thou destroy him then?

Ste.

Ay, on mine honour.

Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure.

Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch

You taught me but while-ere?

Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing.

Flout 'em, and skout 'em; and skout 'em, and flout 'em ;

Thought is free.

Cal. That's not the tune.

Ste. What is this same?

[Sings.

[ARIEL plays the tune on a Tabor and Pipe

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!

Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee.-Mercy upon us!

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.

Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices,
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,

Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,

The clouds, methought, would open, and show riches
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.

Ste. 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.

Ste. 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, ANTONIA, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and Others.

Gon. By'r la'kin, I can go no farther, 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.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it

No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd,

Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks

Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.

Ant. [Aside to SEB.] I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose

That you resolv'd 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.

Solemn and strange music; and 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. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!

Gon. Marvellous sweet music!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these?

Seb. A living drollery. Now I will believe

That there are unicorns; that in Arabia

There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix

At this hour reigning there.

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,
Though fools at home condemn them.

Gon.

If in Naples

I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say, I saw such islanders,

(For, certes, these are people of the island,)

Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,

Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of

Our human generation you shall find

Many, nay, almost any.

Thou hast said well; for some of you there present

Are worse than devils.

Alon.

I cannot too much muse,

Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing
(Although they want the use of tongue) a kind

Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pro. [Aside.]

Praise in departing.

No matter, since

Fran. They vanish'd strangely.

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. When we were boys,
Who would believe that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them
Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men,

Whose heads stood in their breasts which now we find,
Each putter-out of five for one will bring us

Good warrant of.

Alon.

I will stand to, and feed,

Although my last no matter, since I feel

The best is past.-Brother, my lord the duke,

Stand to, and do as we.

Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL like a harpy; claps his wings upon the

table; and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes.