Seb. Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Whiles thou art waking. Seb. No marrying mong his subjects? Seb. 'Save his majesty! Ant. Long live Gonzalo! Thou dost snore distinctly; Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Seb. Well; I am standing water. Ant. 0, Do so: to ebb, And, do you mark me, sir?-Hereditary sloth instructs me. Alon. Pr'ythee, no more: Thou dost talk nothing to me. If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Whiles thus you mock 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. Pr'ythee, 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: Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. 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, invisible, playing solemn music. Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. 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.) ". What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes ad, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I find, They are inclined to do so. Seb. Please you, sir, Ant. We two, my lord, Will guard your person, while you take your rest, Thank you: wondrous heavy. Ant. Ant. me, That Ferdinand is drown'd? Will you grant, with He's gone. Then, tell me, Claribel. Who's the next heir of Naples? Seb. What stuff is this?-How say you? 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions There is some space. Ant. A space whose every cubit 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?-O, what might?-No more:-And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death And yet methinks, I see it in thy face, That now hath sciz'd them; why, they were no What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; and You did supplant your brother Prospero. Ant. True: And look, how well my garments sit upon me; Mich feater than before: my brother's servants Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Seb. But, for your conscience Aut. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, If he were that which now he's like; whom I, Seb. Thy case, dear friend, Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; And I the king shall love thee. Ant. Draw together: O, but one word. Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, While you here do snoring lie, His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Shake off slumber, and beware: Awake! awake! Ant. Then let us both be sudden. Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! [They wake. Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking? Gon. What's the matter? Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Lk bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? It struck mine ear most terribly. Alon. Alon. And that a strange one too, which did awake me: Ari. Prospero my lord shail know what I have done: [Aside. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood. A noise of thunder heard. Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, Enter Trinculo. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, Perchance he will not mind 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 bumbard that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: vond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailTuls.-What have we here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor John. A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I was,) and had this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a inan; 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 thunderbolt. [Thunder.] Aias! 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 bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of the storm be past. Enter Stephano, singing; a bottle in his hand. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral: (4) A black jack of leather, to hold beer. She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch, Cal. Do not torment me: 0! I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Cal. The spirit torments me: O! Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; who hath goi, 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 him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's leather. Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; I'll bring my wood home faster. Ste. Here, kiss the book: though thou canst swim 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, moon-calf? 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, thy dog, and 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 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 will not take too much for hiin: he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt 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. Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island. And 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. Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppyheaded monster: a most scurvy monster! could find in my heart to beat him,Ste. Come, kiss. Trin. but that the poor monster's in drink: an Trin. I should know that voice: it should bebut he is drowned; and these are devils: O! de-abominable monster! fend me! Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries; Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicatel monster! His forward voice now is to speak well I'll fish for thee, and get thee 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-l'il 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. 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 ain Trinculo;-be not afeard,-thy good friend Trinculo. 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; Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's lers, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any how cam'st 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 over-blown! I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: and art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd!| Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant. Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. (1) India. (2) Stool. (3) Sea-gulls. Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell. [Sings drunkenly. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. At requiring, Nor scrape trenchering, 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. Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Had ne'er like executor. I forget: But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Most busy-less, when I do it. Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance. Alas, now! pray you, Fer. O most dear mistress, The sun will set, before I shall discharge What I must strive to do. me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you Mira. (1) Command. (2) Own'd. (3) Whatsoever. Fer. More that I may call men, than you, good friend, sound, And crown what I profess with kind event, To weep at what I am glad of. I am a fool, Fair encounter Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace On that which breeds between them! Fer. Wherefore weep you? Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give; and much less take, What I shall die to want: But this is trifling; And all the more it seeks to hide itself, The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow You may deny me; but I'll be your servant, Whether you will or no. Fer. My mistress, dearest, My husband then? Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: And now farewell, Till half an hour hence. Fer. A thousand! thousand! [Exeunt Fer. and Mir. 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 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 Ja brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. с 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 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 Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off. Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied? 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 mon ster, and the devil take your fingers! Cal. Ha, ha, ha! Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee, stand further off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too. Ste. Stand further.-Come proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him, Tria. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed1 fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath I' drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but hair 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! Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log One spirit to command: They all do hate him, Cil. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee. 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 withal. monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indig nity. 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 hath Cheated me of this 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. Ca. 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 may'st knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not. Cal. What a pied ninny's this!2 Thou scurvy patch! I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, [him Ste. Trineulo, run into no further danger; interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee. Debauched. Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress. And that most deeply to consider, is 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? Tria. Excellent. |