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Admir'd Miranda !
SCENE II.-Another part of the Island.
Enter Stephano and Trinculo; Caliban following
with a bottle.
and board 'em.-Servant-monster, drink to me. With so full soul, but some defect in her
Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island ! Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,
They say, there's but five upon this isle : we are three And put it to the foil : but you, O you !
of them; if the other two be brained like us, the state So perfect, and so peerless, are created
totters. Of every creature's best.
Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee : thy
eyes are almost set in thy head. One of my sex; no woman's face remember,
Trin. Where should they be set else? he were a
ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues, (The jewel in my dower) I would not wish
off and on, by this light.- Thou shalt be my lieutenant, Any companion in the world but you;
monster, or my standard. Nor can imagination form a shape,
Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard.
Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.
yet say nothing neither. Fer.
Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest
a good moon-calf. (I would, not so !) and would no more endure
Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe. This wooden slavery, than to suffer
I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. The flesh-fly blow my mouth.—Hear my soul speak :
Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in The very instant that I saw you, did
case to justle a constable. Why, thou debauched fish My heart fly to your service; there resides,
thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk so To make me slave to it; and for your sake,
much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous Am I this patient log-man.
lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster?
Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my
Trin. Lord, quoth he!--that a monster should be
such a natural ! What best is bóded me to mischief! I,
Cal. Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I pr’ythee. Beyond all limit of aught else i' the world,
Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head : if Do love, prize, honour you.
you prove a mutineer, the next tree–The poor monMira, I am a fool,
ster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. at what I am glad of.
Cal. I thank my noble lord.
Wilt thou be pleas'd
Ste. Marry will I; kneel and repeat it: I will stand,
[Caliban kneels. Fer, Wherefore weep you?
Enter ARIEL, invisible. Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer
Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant; What I desire to give ; and much less take,
a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the What I shall die to want. But this is trifling;
island. And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
Ari. Thou liest. The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning,
Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence !
I would, my valiant master would destroy thee: I am your wife, if you will marry me ;
I do not lie. If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of
teeth. Trin. Why, I said nothing.
[ceed. My mistress, dearest,
Ste. Mum then, and no more.-[ To Caliban.) Pro-
Kneels. Cal. I say by sorcery he got this isle ;
From me he got it: if thy greatness will,
[Rises. Revenge it on him—for, I know, thou dar'st; As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand.
But this thing dare not. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't; and now fare
Ste. That's most certain.
Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. | Till half an hour hence.
Ste. How, now, shall this be compassed? Canst Fer
. A thousand thousand ! [Exeunt Fer. and Mır. thou bring me to the party ? Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,
Cal. Yea, yea, my lord : I'll yield him thee asleep, Who are surpris'd with all;
Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head. but
my rejoicing At nothing can be more.
Ari. Thou liest; thou canst not.
Cal. What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch!
[Exit. I do beseech thy greatness, give bim blows,
Whether you will or no.
And take his bottle from him : when that's gone, Ste. He that dies, pays all debts : I defy thee.-
Cai. Art thou afeard ? Ste. Trinculo, run into no farther danger: interrupt Ste. No, monster, not I. the monster one word farther, and, by this hand, I'll Cal Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. thee.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, farther off.
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied ?
Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, Ari. Thou liest.
The clouds, methought, would open, and show riches Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [Strikes him.] As Ready to drop upon me, that when I wak’d you like this, give me the lie another time.
I cry'd to dream again. Trin. I did not give the lie.—Out o' your wits, and Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where hearing too!-A pox o' your bottle! this can sack, I shall have my music for nothing. and drinking do.--A murrain on your monster, and Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. the devil take your fingers !
Ste. That shall be by and by : I remember the story. Cal. Ha, ha, ha!
Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and Ste. Now, forward with your tale.-- Pr'ythee stand after do our work. farther off.
Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow.--I would, I could Cal. Beat him enough : after a little time,
see this taborer: he lays it on. I'll beat him too.
Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. [Exeunt. Ste. Stand farther.--Come, proceed.
SCENE III.-- Another part of the Island. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him l' the afternoon to sleep: then thou may'st brain him,
Enter Alonso, SEBASTIAN, Antonio, GONZALO, Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log
Adrian, Francisco, and Others. Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Gon. By'r la'kin, I can go no farther, sir ; Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember, My old bones ake: here's a maze trod, indeed, First to possess his books; for without them
Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your patience, He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
I needs must rest me. One spirit to command: they all do hate him,
Old lord, I cannot blame thee, As rootedly as I. Burn but his books;
Who am myself attach'd with weariness, He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them)
To the dulling of my spirits : sit down, and rest. Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal : Even here I will put off my bope, and keep it And that most deeply to consider is
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd, The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks Calls her a nonpareil : I never saw a woman,
Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go. But only Sycorax my dam, and she;
Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope. But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
[Aside to SEBASTIAN. As great'st does least.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
resolv'd to effect. Cal, Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, Seb.
The next advantage And bring thee forth brave brood.
Will we take thoroughly.
Let it be to-night;
As when they are fresh.
I say, to-night: no more. Ste. Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee ; [Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, invibut, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. sible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banCal. Within this half hour will he be asleep;
quet : they dance about it with gentle actions of salutaWilt thou destroy him then?
tions ; and, inviting the King, &-c. to eat, they depart.] Ste.
Ay, on mine honour. Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark! Ari. This will I tell my master.
Gon. Marvellous sweet music! Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure. Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch
these? You taught me but while-ere?
Seb. A living drollery. Now I will believe Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings. There is one tree, the phenix' throne; one phenix Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and At this hour reigning there. flout 'em ;
I'll believe both; Thought is free.
And what does else want credit, come to me, Cal. That's not the tune,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true : travellers ne'er did lie, (Ariel plays the tune on a Tabor and Pipe. Though fools at home condemn them. Ste. What is this same?
If in Naples Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the I should report this now, would they believe me? picture of No-body.
If I should say, I saw such islanders, Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy like- (For, certes, these are people of the island) ness: if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list. Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Trin. O, forgive me my sins !
Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find
(For that's my business to you) that you three Many, nay, almost any.
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
[Aside.] Honest lord, Expos’d unto the sea, (which hath requit it) Thou hast said well; for some of you
there present, Him, and his innocent child : for which foul deed Are worse than devils.
The powers, delaying not forgetting, have Alon.
I cannot too much muse, Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures, Such shapes, such gestures, and such sounds, expressing Against your peace. Thee, of thy son, Alonso, (Although they want the use of tongue) a kind They have bereft; and do pronounce by me, Of excellent dumb discourse.
Lingering perdition (worse than any death Pro.
[Aside.) Praise in departing. Can be at once) shall step by step attend Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
You, and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from Seb.
No matter, since (Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls They have left their viands behind, for we have sto- Upon your heads) is nothing, but heart's sorrow, machs.
And a clear life ensuing. Will't please you taste of what is here?
He ranishes in thunder : then, to soft music, enter the Alon.
Shapes again, and dance with mocks and mowes, and Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were carry out the table. boys,
Pro. [Above.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast Who would believe that there were mountaineers
thou Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring. them
Of my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated, Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, In what thou hadst to say : so, with good life Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now, we find, And observation strange, my meaner ministers Each putter-out of five for one will bring us
Their several kinds have done. My high charms work, Good warrant of.
And these, mine enemies, are all knit up
In their distractions : they now are in my power; Although my last: no matter, since I feel
And in these fits I leave them, while I visit The best is past.--Brother, my lord the duke, Young Ferdinand, (whom they suppose is drown'd) Stand to, and do as we.
And his and my lov'd darling.
(Exit Prospero. Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harpy, Gon. I'the name of something holy, sir, why stand you
claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint In this strange stare ? device, the banquet vanishes.
0, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; (That hath to instrument this lower world,
The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, And what is in't) the never-surfeited sea
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd
The name of Prosper : it did base my trespass.
[Erit. Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Seb.
But one fiend at a time, Are ministers of fate : the elements,
I'll fight their legions o'er. [Alon., Seb., 8c. draw their Swords. Ant. I'll be thy second. [Exeunt Seb, and Ant. Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well Gon. All three of them are desperate: theirgreat guilt, Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs Like poison given to work a great time after, Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish
Now 'gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you, One dowle that's in my plume: my fellow-ministers That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly, Are like invulnerable. If you
And hinder them from what this ecstasy
Ådr. Fóllow, I pray you.
Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter : but
If thou dost break her virgin knot before
With full and holy rite, be minister'd,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall Have given you here a thread of mine own life, To make this contract grow; but barren hate, Or that for which I live; whom once again
Sour-eyed disdain, and discord, shall bestrew I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly, Were but my trials of thy love, and thou
shall hate it both: therefore, take heed, Hast strangely stood the test : here, afore Heaven, As Hymen's lamps shall light you. I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand !
As I hope Do not smile at me that I boast her off,
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, And make it halt behind her.
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion Fer.
I do believe it,
Our worser genius can, shall never melt Against an oracle.
Mine honour into lust, to take away Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition The edge of that day's celebration,
When I shall think, or Phæbus' steeds are founder'd, The means that dusky Dis my daughter got,
Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company
I have forsworn. Sit then, and talk with her; she is thine own.
Of her society
Be not afraid : I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son
Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are, that no bed-right shall be paid
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows, Some vanity of mine art: it is my promise,
And be a boy right out. And they expect it from me.
Highest queen of state, Ari,
Great Juno comes: I know her by her gait. Pro. Ay, with a twink.
Enter Juno. Ari. Before you can say,
“Come,” and “go," Jun. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me, And breathe twice; and cry, so so;"
To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be, Each one, tripping on his toe,
And honour'd in their issue. Will be here with mop and mow.
Song. Do you love me, master? no ?
Juno. Honour, riches, marriage, blessing, Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel. Do not approach,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you !
Juno sings her blessings on you.
Earth's increase, foison plenty, Too much the rein : the strongest oaths are straw
Barns, and garners never empty; To the fire i' the blood. Be more abstemious,
Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing ;
Plants, with goodly burden bowing ;
Rain come to you, at the farthest,
In the very end of harvest ! Abates the ardour of my liver.
Scarcity and want shall shun you ;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Spirits, which by mine art Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas I have from their confines call d to enact Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas ;
My present fancies. Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
Let me live here ever:
Makes this place Paradise.
[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on employment. To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy brown Pro. Sweet now, silence! groves,
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,
There's something else to do. Hush, and be mute, Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard;
Or else our spell is marr’d. And thy sea-marge, steril, and rocky-hard,
Iris. You nymphs, callid Naiads, of the wandering Where thou thyself dost air ; the queen o' the sky,
brooks, Whose watery arch and messenger am I,
With your sedge crowns, and ever harmless looks, Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign grace, Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land Here on this grass-plot, in this very place,
Answer your summons: Juno does command.
[Juno descends slowly. Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain : A contract of true love: be not too late. Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.
Enter certain Nymphs.
You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary,
merry. Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Make holy-day : your rye-straw hats put on, Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers And these fresh nymphs encounter every one Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers ;
In country footing. And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown Enter certain Reapers, properly habited : they join with My bosky acres, and my unshrubb'd down,
the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the end whereRich scarf to my proud earth; why hath thy queen of Pros. starts suddenly, and speaks ; after which, to a Summon'd me hither, to this short-graz'd green? strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish. Iris. A contract of true love celebrate,
Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy And some donation freely to estate
Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates,
Against my life; the minute of their plot
Tell me, heavenly bow, Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done.If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know,
Avoid ;—no more. Do now attend the queen ? since they did plot
Fer. This is strange : your father's in some passion
That works him strongly.
Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster.
Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still.
Shall hood-wink this mischance: therefore, speak softly; As if you were dismay'd : be cheerful, sir.
All's hush'd as midnight yet. Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in Are melted into air, into thin air :
that, monster, but an infinite loss. And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeons palaces, is your harmless fairy, monster. The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
for my labour. And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Cal. Pr’ythee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here? Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter : As dreams are made on, and our little life
Do that good mischief, which may make this island Is rounded with a sleep.-Sir, I am vex'd :
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
Ste. Give me thy band. I do begin to have bloody If you be pleas'd retire into my cell,
thoughts. And there repose : a turn or two I'll walk,
Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! Oworthy SteTo still my beating mind.
phano! look, what a wardrobe here is for thee! Fer. Mira. We wish your peace. [Exeunt.
[Seeing the apparel. Pro. Come with a thought !- I thank thee. -Ariel, Cal. Let it alone, thou fool : it is but trash. come!
Trin. 0, ho, monster! we know what belongs to a
frippery.-0 king Stephano!
have that gown. We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
Trin. Thy grace shall have it.
And do the murder first: if he awake,
Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking: Make us strange stuff.
Ste. Be you quiet, monster.- Mistress line, is not For breathing in their faces; beat the ground this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line : For kissing of their feet, yet always bending
now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor, a bald jerkin. At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their ears, Trin. Do, do : we steal by line and level, and't like Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted their
your grace. As they smelt music: so I charm’d their ears,
Ste. I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking gorse, and this country. “Steal by line and level,” is an excelthorns,
of pate; there's another garment for't. Which enter'd their frail skins: at last I left them Trin. Monster, come; put some lime upon your l'the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,
fingers, and away with the rest. There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time, O'erstunk their feet.
And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
bird. With foreheads villainous low. Thy shape invisible retain thou still:
Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers : help to bear this The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither, away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you For stale to catch these thieves.
out of my kingdom. Go to; carry this. Ari.
I go, I go.
[Exit. Trin. And this. Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Ste. Ay, and this. Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains,
[A noise of hunters heard.
Enter divers Spirits, in Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
shape of hounds, and hunt them about ; PROSPERO And as with age his body uglier grows,
and Ariel setting them on.] So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey! Re-enter Ariel, loaden with glistering apparel, &c. Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver! Eten to roaring.-- Come, hang them on this line. Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there ! hark, hark! Ariel hangs them on the line, and with PROSPERO
[CAL., STE., and Trin. are driven out. remains unseen.
Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all wet. With dry convulsions ; shorten up their sinews
Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them, Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.
Than pard, or cat o' mountain. (Cries and roaring. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmless Ari.
Hark! they roar. fairy, has done little better than played the Jack with us. Pro. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss, at which Lie at my mercy all mine enemies : my nose is in great indignation.
Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little, should take a displeasure against you; look you, —
Follow, and do me service,