Ant. Long live Gonzalo! Alon. Pr'ythee, no more: thou dost talk nothing to me. And, do you mark me, sir?—If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use to laugh at nothing. Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at. Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am nothing to you so you may continue, and laugh at nothing still. Ant. What a blow was there given! Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle: you would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would continue in it five weeks without changing. Enter ARIEL above,' invisible, playing solemn music. Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, for I am very heavy? Ant. Go sleep, and hear us. [All sleep but ALON. SEB. and ANT. Please you, sir, We two, my lord, Will guard your person while you take your rest, Alon. Thank you. Wondrous heavy.-[ALON. sleeps. Why Ant. What thou should'st be. Th' occasion speaks thee, and What! art thou waking? I do; and, surely, With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, Noble Sebastian, Ant. Seb. Thou dost snore distinctly: Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Pr'ythee, say on. Ant. Then, tell me Claribel. Who's the next heir of Naples? Seb. Ant. As this Gonzalo; I myself could make 3 from: in f.e 4 what in f. e. And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, If he were that which now he's like, that's dead, Seb. Ant. Seb. O! but one word. [They converse apart. Music. ARIEL descends invisible.' Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth (For else his project dies) to keep them living. [Sings in GONZALO's ear. While you here do snoring lie, Open-eyed conspiracy His time doth take. If of life you keep a care, Ant. Then, let us both be sudden. [They wake. Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you drawn? Wherefore thus ghastly looking? What's the matter? Alon. I heard nothing. Ant. O! 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear, To make an earthquake: sure, it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo? Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming, And that a strange one too, which did awake me. I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd: as mine eyes open'd, I saw their weapons drawn.-There was a noise, That's verity: 'tis best we stand upon our guard, Or that we quit this place. Let's draw our weapons. Alon. Lead off this ground, and let's make farther search For my poor son. Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts, For he is, sure, i' the island. Alon. Lead away. [Exeunt. SCENE II-Another part of the Island. Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up And yet I needs must curse; but they'll not pinch, Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment 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, yond' huge one, looks like a foul bombard' that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.-What have we here? [Seeing Caliban.] a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fishlike smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I was) and had but 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 thunder-bolt [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 bedfellows. I will here shroud, till the drench' of the storm be past. Enter STEPHANO, singing; a bottle in his hand. Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea, Here shall I die a-shore. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral. Well, here's my comfort. [Drinks. The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I, The gunner, and his mate, Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, For she had a tongue with a tang, She lov'd not the savour of tar, nor of pitch, Yet a tailor might scratch her where-e'er she did itch, Then, to sea, boys, and let her go hang. 's my comfort. [Drinks. This is a scurvy tune too; but here's Cal. Do not torment me: O! 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 afeard 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! Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs, who hath got, as I take it, an ague. Where the devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can recover him, and keep 1 Music. Re-enter ARIEL, invisible: in f. e. 2 this: in f. e. Collier's ed., 1844, reads, "verily "-most of the other editions, "verity" as in the text or in f. The name of a large vessel to contain drink, as well as of a piece of artillery. Not in f. e. dregs in fe. him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's-leather. Cai. Do not torment me, pr'ythee: I'll bring my wood home faster. Ste. He's in his fit now, and does not talk after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit. If I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: now Prosper works upon thee. 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, I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who 's your friend; open your chaps again. [CALIBAN drinks.1 Trin. I should know that voice. It should be-but he is drowned, and these are devils. O, defend me!— Ste. Four legs, and two voices! a most delicate monster. His forward voice, now, is to speak well of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague. Come,-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. Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth. I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed! How cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos? Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke. -But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine for fear of the storm. And art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano! two Neapolitans 'scaped? Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about: my stomach is not constant. Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: I will kneel to him. Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore. Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. [Kneels.' Ste. Here: swear, then, how thou escap'dst. Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck. I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. Ste. Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou 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, mooncalf! how does thine ague? Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man in the moon, when time was. Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: my mistress showed me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush. 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 monster:-I afeard of him?-a very weak monster.—The man i' the moon!-a most poor credulous monster.Well drawn, monster, in good sooth. Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island; and I will kiss thy foot. I pr'ythee, be my god. 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 subject. Ste. Come on, then; down and swear. [CALIBAN lies down. 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. abominable monster! An Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries; I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. 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; Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmozet: I'll bring thee To clustering filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Young scamels from the rock: Wilt thou go with me? Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any more talking.-Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drowned, we will inherit here.-Here; bear my bottle.-Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again. Cal. Farewell, master; farewell, farewell. [Sings drunkenly. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish; Nor fetch in firing At requiring, Nor scrape trencher," 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 I.-Before PROSPERO'S Cell. Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log. Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Fer. There be some sports are painful, and their Point to rich ends. This my mean task . Not in f. e 2 seat. Not in f.e • Not in f. e. trenchering in f. e. 1 The mistress which I serve quickens what 's dead, The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak My heart fly to your service; there resides, Mira. But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO behind." Mira. Fer. I'll bear your logs the while. Fer. If you'll sit down, No, precious creature: I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Mira. It would become me Mira. Miranda. O my father! I have broke your hest to say so. [To herself. I do not know Mira. To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. Of two most rare affections! Fair encounter Heavens rain grace [Aside. Wherefore weep you? On that which breeds between them! The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning, Fer. And I thus humble ever. [Rises. My husband then? Fer. A thousand thousand! [Exeunt FER. and MIR. [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 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. 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. 4 Not in f. e. what else: in f. e. 78 Not in f. e. I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to justle a constable. Why, thou debauched 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. [CALIBAN kneels. 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. 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 may'st knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou liest; thou canst not. Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log 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. Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the 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! Cal. What a pied' ninny 's this! Thou scurvy patch! picture of No-body. 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. 1 Not in f. e. be thus attired. 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 Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where 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. 2 Dressed in motley,-this expression and "patch" were epithets often applied to fools. Trinculo, as "a jester," woul 3 sometime: in i. e. |