She lov'd not the savor of tar nor of pitch, 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 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. I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Ste. Here, kiss the book: though thou canst swim like a duck, that 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, 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 monster:-I afeard of him?-a very weak monster: Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after 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 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 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. monster :-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. 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! I 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 delicate 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-I'll 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 nim; 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. 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 legs, 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. Farewell master; farewell, farewell. [Sings drunkenly. 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. [Exeun 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. Mira. If you'll sit down, i'll bear your logs the while: pray give me that; I'll carry it to the pile. Fer. No, precious creature: I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonour undergo, While I sit lazy by. Mira. It would become me As well as it does you: and I should do it With much more ease; for my good will is to it, And yours against. Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; This visitation shows it. Mira. You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you Mira. More that I may call men, than you, good friend, Fer. A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; And crown what I profess with kind event, Mira. To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. I am a fool, Wherefore weep you? Fair encounter Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace On that which breeds between them! Fer. 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, And prompt me, plain and holy innocence! The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning' 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. Ente 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 bi 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. C 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 Deest a good moon-calf. Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe; I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. 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 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. Ste. Stand further.-Come proceed Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with hin the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain. him, 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 I' drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster? Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his weazand with thy knife: Remember, First to possess his books; for without them He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not One spirit to command: They all do hate him, Cal. 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 withe monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord? Trin. Lord, quoth he!-that a monster should Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd Enter Ariel, invisible. Cal. As I told thee Before, I am subject to a tyrant; A sorcerer, that by his cunning hath Thou liest. Ari. 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.] Ca. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; 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, Cal. What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, [him Ste. Trinculo, 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. (1) Debauched. (2) Alluding to Trineulo's party-coloured dress. And that most deeply to consider, is Is it so brave a lass Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen; (save our glaces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys:-Dos 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 ongue in th head. Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep: Ste. sure; Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reasor any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings (For, certes,' these are people of the island,) [Aside Fran. They vanish'd strangely. Seb. No matter, since They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will't please you taste of what is here? SCENE III-Another part of the Island. En- Who would believe that there were mountaineers, ter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging Francisco, and others. Gon. By'r lakin,' I can go no further, sir; I needs must rest me. Seb. Will we take thoroughly. Ant. The next advantage Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they I say, to-night: no more. at them Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find, Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a har py: claps his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad, [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate; the elements Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring-Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs ing in a banquet; they dance about it with gen- Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish tle actions of salutation; and inviting the king, &c. to eat, they depart. One dowle' that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, And will not be uplifted: But, remember hark! Gon. Marvellous sweet music! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens!-Wha 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 (1) Our lady. (2) Show. (3) Certainly. (For that's my business to you,) that you three from And a clear life ensuing. Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew The union of your bed with weeds so loably, He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter That you shall hate it both: therefore, take need, the Shapes again, and dance with mops and As Hymen's lamps shall light you. mowes, and carry out the table. Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: And these, mine enemies, are all knit up [Exit Prospero from above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you In this strange stare? [Exit. But one fiend at a time, Fer. As I hope With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den, For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, Our worser Genius can, shall never melt The most opportune place, the strongest suggestion Mine honour into lust; to take away The edge of that day's celebration, Or night kept chair'd below. When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder's Pro. Fairly spoke. Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.What, Ariel: my industrious servant Ariel! Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go, I'll be thy second. [Exeunt Seb. and Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, ACT IV. Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt. Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: Do not approach Till thou dost hear me call. Ari. Well I conceive. [Exit Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary,* SCENE 1.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Pros- Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly. pero, Ferdinand, and Miranda. Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you, Your compensation makes amends; for I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Or that for which I live; whom once again I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Heaven, I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand, Do not smile at me, that I boast her off, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise, And make it halt behind her. Fer. Against an oracle. I do believe it, Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: Bu If thou dost break her virgin knot before All sanctimonious ceremonies may With full and holy rite be minister'd, No sweet aspersion3 shall the heavens let fall To make this contract grow; but barren hate, (1) Pure, blaineless. 2) Alienation of mind. No tongue; all eyes; be silent. [Soft music A Masque. Enter Iris. and th Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich teas Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep, Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims, Which spongy April at thy hest betrims, To make cold nymphs chaste crowns, broom groves, Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves, Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard; And thy sea-marge, steril, and rocky-hard, Where thou thyself dost air: The queen o' the sky Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I, Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereig |