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Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe;
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 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'y thee. 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 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;
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,
I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,
Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger; inter rupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stockfish of thee.
Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further 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 further off.
Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too.
Stand further.-Come, proceed.
(1) Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress. (2) Springs.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him I'the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him,
Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log
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?
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?
Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch
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
Cal. That's not the tune.
[Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. Ste. What is this same?
Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of No-body.
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
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd,
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
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
Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano.
SCENE III.—Another part of the Island. 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. 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. I am right glad that he's so out of hope. [Aside to Sebastian. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resoly'd to effect.
The next advantage
Will we take thoroughly.
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?
(1) Our lady.