The Dramatic Works of Shakspeare

Your own.

Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.
Seb. With an eye of green in't.

Ant. He misses not much.
Vir. Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally.
Ariel. Gon. But the rarity of it is, (which is indeed al-

most beyond credit)

Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. | Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, thau staiu'd with salt water.

Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would

it not say, he lies ? eunt. Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report.

Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as when we put them on first in Africk, at the marriage of the king's fair daughter, Claribel, to the

king of Tanis. -0, Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper

well in our return. ause Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such a

paragon to their queen.
Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.

Ant. Widow? a pox o' that! How came that wiant, dow in ? Widow Dido! cle, Seb. What if he had said, widower Aeneas too?

good lord , how you take it!

Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make' me stady of that : She was of Carthage, not of Tunis.

Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.
Adr. Carthage?

Gon. I assure you, Carthage. it; Ant. His word is more than the miraculoas harp.

Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too.
Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy next?

Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his ed, pocket, and give it his son for an apple

. Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea,

Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, Ant. Go sleep, and hear 119.
Who hath cause to wet the grief on't.

(All sleep but Alor. Skb. and Alon. Pr’ythee, peace.

Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine Seb. You were kueeld to, and importan'd otherwise Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : I By all of us; and the fair soul herself

They are inclin’d to do so. Weighd, between lothness and obedience, at

seb. Please you, sir, Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have lost Do not omit the heavy offer of it: your son,

It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have

It is a comforter. More widows in them of this business' making,

Ant. We two, my lord, Than we bring men to comfort them: the fault's

Will guard your person,

while

you
take

your

And watch your safety. Alon. So is the dearest of the loss.

Alon. Thank you: Wond'rous heavy. Gon. My lord Sebastian,

[-Alonso sleeps. - Exit A The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses th And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, Ant. It is the quality o’ the climate. When you should bring the plaster.

Seb. Why Seb. Very well.

Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not Ant. And most chirurgeonly.

Myself disposed to sleep.
Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir, Ant. Nor I; my spirits are nimble.
When you are clondy.

They fell together all, as by consent;
Seb. Foul weather?

They dropp’d, as by a thunder-stroke. What mi Ant. Very foul.

Worthy Sebastian?— 0, what might ?- No more Gon. Had I plantation of this isle, my lord, -- And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed.

What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; Seb. Or docks, or mallows.

My strong imagination sees a crown
Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? Dropping upon thy head.
Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Seb. What, art thou waking ?
Gon. I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Ant. Do you not hear me speak?
Execute all things: for no kind of traffick

Seb. I do; and, surely,
Would I adınit; no name of magistrate ;

It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st Letters should not be known; no use of service, Out of thy sleep: What is it thou didst say? Of riches or of poverty; no contracts,

This is a strange repose, to be asleep Successions; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; With eyes wide open ; standing, speaking, mov No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ;

And yet so fast asleep. No occupation; all men idle, all;

Ant. Noble Sebastian, And women too; hut innocent and pure:

Thou let'st thy fortune sleep - die rather; wink' No sovereignty:

Whiles thou art waking. Seb. And yet he would be king on't.

Seb. Thou dost snore distinctly; Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets There's meaning in thy snores, the beginning

Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Gor. All things in common nature shonld produce Must be so too, if heed me; which to do, Without sweat or endeavour; treason, felony,

Trebles thee o'er.
Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Seb. Well; I am standing water.
Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.
Of its own kiud, all foizon, all abundance,

Seb. Do so: to ebb,
To feed my innocent people.

Hereditary sloth instructs me. Seb. No marrying among his subjects ?

Ant. 0, Ant. Noue, man; all idle; whores, and knaves. If you but knew, how yon the purpose cherish, Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir,

Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, To excel the golden age,

You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, Seb. 'Save his majesty!

Most often do so near the bottom run, Ant. Long live Gonzalo!

By their own fear, or sloth. Gon. And, do you mark me, sir?.

Seb. Pry'thee, say on: Alon.Pr’ythee, no more: thou dost talk nothing to me. The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did it to A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of such Which throes thee much to yield. sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use to Ant. Thus, sir: laugh at nothing

Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Ant. 'Twas you we laugh’d at.

(Who shall be of as little memory, Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am nothing When he is earth’d,) hath here almost persuaded

you: so you may continue, and laugh at nothing still. (For he's a spirit of persuasion only) Ånt. What a blow was there given ?

The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible, Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here, swim Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you would Seb. I have no hope lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would con- That he's undrown'd. tinue in it five weeks without changing.

Ant. 0, out of that no hope, Enter Aniet invisible, playing solemn music. What great hope have you! no hope, that way, Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowliug. Another way so high an hope, that even Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure my But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with me discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, That Ferdinand is drown'd? for I am very heavy ?

Seb. He's gone.

bring forth more islands.
0- Gon. Ay?

Ant. Why, in good time.
ou Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem

now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis at the

marriage of your daughter, who is now queen.
e! Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there.

Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.
Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido.

Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first
-d day I wore it? I mean, in a sort.

Ånt. That sort was well fish'd for.
Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage?

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, against
The stomach of my sense: 'Would I had never
Married

my daughter there! for, coming thence,
My son is lost; and, in '

my rate, she too,
Who is so far from Italy removed,
I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir
of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish
Hath made his meal on thee!

Fran. Sir, he may live;
I saw him beat the surges under him,

their backs; he trod the water,
Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted

And ride

upon

The surge most swoln that met him: his bold head
'Bore the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd
Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke
To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd,
As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt,
He came alive to land.

Alom. No, no, he's gone.
Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss;
That would not bless our Europe with your daughter,
Mut rather lose her to an African;

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Ant. Then, tell me,

Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
Who's the next heir of Naples ?
Con. Now, good angels, preserve the king!

te here abe Seb. Claribel.

[They wake.

Welows. Ano. She, that is queen of Tunis ; shc, that dwells Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you Ten leagues beyond man's life; she, that from Naples drawn? Can have no note, unless the sun were post, Wherefore this ghastly looking ?

Enters

Sie. I (The man i' the moon's too slow,) till new-born chins Gon. What's the matter? Be rough and razorable: she, from whom

Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing And by that destin'd to perform an act,

Like bulls, or rather lious; did it not wake you? Whereot' what's past is prologue; what to come, It struck mine ear most terribly,

Theuer In yours and my discharge.

Alon, I heard nothing. seb. What stuit is this? - How say you?

.Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear;
'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar
So is she heir of Naples; twixt which regions Of a whole herd of lions.
There is some space,

Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo?
Int. A space whose every cubit

Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming,
Serius to cry out, How shall that Claribel Aud that a strange one too, which did awake me:
Measure us back to Naples ? - Keep in Tunis, I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd,
And let Sebastian wake! - Say, this were death I saw their weapons drawn :- there was a noise,
That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no worse. That's verity: Best stand upon our guard;
Than now they are: There be, that can rule Naples, Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons.

Ste. II? As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate Alon. Lead off' this ground; and let's make further

ca pet As amply, and unnecessarily, As this Gonzalo; I myself could make

For my poor son.
A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts!
The mind that I do! what a sleep were this For he is, sure, i' the island.
For your advancement! Do you understand me? Ilon. Lead away.
Se, Methinds, I do,

ni. Prospero my lord shall know what I have done: 6136, Aud how does your content

(Aside. Tender your own good fortune?

So, king, go safely ou to seek thy son.

Exeunt.
Sea. I remember,
You did supplant your brother Prospero.

SCENE II. – Another part of the Island.
As, Trae:

Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood.
Aud, look, how well my garments sit upon me;

noise of thunder heard.
Much feater than before: My brother's servants Cal. All the infectious that the sun sucks up
Were then my fellow's, now they are my meu. From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, aud make him
Sto. But, for your conselence

By inch-ineal a disease! His spirits hear me,
tre. Av, sir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, tud vet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
"Twould put ine to my slipper: But I feel not Fright me with urehin shows, pitch me i the mire,
This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences, Vorlead ine, like a fire-brand, in the dark
That stand 'twiit me aud Wilau, caudied be ther, Out of my way, auless he bid them; but
Aud melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, Forevery tritle are thev set upon me:
No better than the earth he lies npoa,

Sometime like apes, that moe and chatter at se,
It he were that, which now he's like: whom 1, jaudaster. bite me: then liebedge-hozs wich
With this obedient steel, three inches et it, Lietumbling in ny bare-foot way, and want
Cauley to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus, Their pricks atm: toot-fil: sometime an I
To the perpetual wink for are might put All wound with adiers, who, with cleven toogues,
This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who Do hiss me into aduess :-Lo! nowlo!
Should not upbraid our evurse.

For all the rest,
1

Enter TRACULO.
Theril taše su station, as a cat laps milk; Here comes a spirit orbis: auto torneat me,
They'll tell the clock to any business, that For bringing woed in slowi:: ru filltiat;
We ser beats the hour.

Perchanee, he will not mind me
Sub. Tv culie, dear friend,

Truz. Here's neither bus, nor shrub. to bear of any Suall be my precedent; as thoa got'st Viian, Weat'rer at al, ani another story brewing: I hear it I'll come bi Naples. Draw thy sword; one stroke singi the wind: vead same black cloud, yout' bogen Shall tree thee from the tribute which thua pay'st; one, looks like a tval bumbard that would såed ils And I the king shall love thee.

Liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before. I šauw fra. Draw together:

not where to hide my head: road su ne cloud cannut And when I rear my hand, do you the like, choose but fall by paths. - What have we here a Tut it oa Gonzalo.

man or a tish? Dead or alive? A tash: he smells lik So, 0, but one word. [They converse apart. fish: avery ancient and ish-kesmell, a kiadol. 1.

Muc. Re-enter ARIEL, inrisible. of the newest, Poortuhr. Astrange nsh! Were I in tri. Wy master through his art foresees the danger Enz and now, as once I was' and bad but this tish That tjeit, his friends are in; and sends me forth, palacec, uot a holdav tool there but would give a piece For else his project dies to keep them living. Oixiver there would tris mouster make a nam: any

Sings in Gonzaio's car. strange beast there makes a man: when they will Bhile you here do sroring hd,

not give a doit so relieve a lame begi ir, they will lay Open-et'i conspiracy

out ten to see a deui Inulan. Legy like a man and Hume dush tate.

ilis dina ke arns! Warm, o' my troch: I do now iet If or i:** you keep a cure.

loose in opinion, hoidit no bouger: thisisuo tish, buc Slue inher, und beware

an islander, trat haticely suttered by a thunder-balta Awaits' dwulice

Thunuer late storm is come again ny best way

leath

Cal. kome Ste.

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43. Tsen let us both be sodden.

Cits, good azze's, preserve the king! s flor War, bow dov, bı! awake! Ilhy are you

They wake. it's draus.

Wheret e this ghastle londing?
Gus Wat's the matter?

Sen. Is we sted here secaring your repos: min: Evea pas, ve heard a holo burst of bellowing

Lije brils, or rather bons ; did it not wake rou
it strecă mize ear most terribir.
4.02. I heard setting
.825. O, twas a dia to fright a monster's ear;

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sis: To make an eartzale! sure it was the roar

01. wznie beri er ions.

1. Heard roa this, Gonzalo? .6.7. [p.n mine koncur, sår, I heard a humming, And that a strasse ode too, which ai awate me Isbal d roa, sir, and crrd; as mise eres open dy

I saw their seapras drama -there vas a noise, anse Taat's verity: Best stand upce our gozd: ses, Oz thui we valt this place: let's draw or voas.

diz. Lead of this ground, and let's see father

search Fir por son.

Gor. Heavens keep his fria there bests! Fir he is, sure, i the isiasd. ... Lead awar. 3r. Prospero ariordsiell koor vleredee:

Aside. Su, kiss go safely or to sees thy sa Esenti

. SCENE II. – Ancsker persofie lized Enter Campus, with a banca sved

zuise of these muri. Col. All tre inicious that be 21 sack From bez iezs, Lats, on Prespek nad 742 2:3

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is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shel- But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope ter here about: Misery acquaints a man with strange thou art not drowned. Is the storm overblown? bedfellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of the meunder the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for f storm be past.

the storm : And art thou living, Stephano? 0 Step Enter STEPHANO, singing; a bottle in his hand. two Neapolitans 'scap'd ! Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea,

Ste. Pr'vthee, do not turn me about; my stom Here shall I die a-shore; This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral : Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not spri: Well, here's my comfort.

[Drinks. That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I, I will knecl to him. The gunner, and his mate,

Ste. How did'st thou 'scape? How cam’st tho Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, ther? swear by this bottle, how thou cam’st hi But none of us car'd for Kate:

I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors he For she had a tongue with a atang,

over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the Would cry to a sailor, Go hang:

of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cas She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch,

shore. Yet a tailor might scratch her where-e'er she diditch: Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true

Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang. ject; for the liquor is not earthly. This is a scurvy tune too: But here's my comfort. Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst.

[Drinks. Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can Cal. Do not torment me: 0!

like a duck, I'll be sworn. Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou canst s you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of In- like a duck, thou art made like a goose. de? Ha! I have not’scap'd drowning, to be afeard now Trin. 0 Stephano, hast any more of this? of your fourlegs; for it hath been said, As proper a Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a roc man as ever went on four legs, cannot make him give the sea-side, where my wine is hid.--How now, ma ground : and it shall be said so again, while Stephano calf? how does thine ague? breathes at nostrils.

Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!

Ste. Out o'the moon, I do assure thee: I was the Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; in the moon, when time was. who hath got, as I take it, an ague: Where the de- cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: vil should he learn our language? I will give him mistress shewed me thee, thy dog, and bush. some relief, if it be but for that: If I can recover him, Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book: I will i and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's nishit anon with new contents: swear! a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's-1 Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow m leather.

ster:-I afeard of him? -- a very weak monster :Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee; I'll bring my wood mani' the moon ?--a most poor credulous monster home faster.

Well drawn, monster, in good sooth. Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the Cal. I'll shew thee every fertile inch o’the island wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have never And kiss the foot: I pr’ythee, be my god! drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit: if I Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drun can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too monster! when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottl. much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, and Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subjec that soundly.

Ste. Come on then; down, and swear! Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this pups I know it by thy trembling: now Prosper works upon headed monster: A most scurvy monster! i.co thee,

find in my heart to beat him,Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth: here is Ste. Come, kiss! that which will give language to you, cat; open your Trin. but that the poor monster's in drink: mouth: this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, abominable monster! and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend ; Cal. I'll shew thee the best springs; I'll pluck th open your chaps again.

berries; Trin. I should know that voice: It should be -- But he I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. is drowned; and these are devils: 0! defend me!- A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate mon- I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, ster! His forward voice now is to speak well of his Thon wondrons man. friend; his backward voice is to atter foul speeches, Trin. A most ridiculous monster; to make a wond ad to detract. If all the wine inmy bottle will recover of a poor drunkard. him, I will help his ague: Come, — Amen! I will pour cal. I pr’ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grov meinthy other mouth.

And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; frin. Stephano,

Shew thce a jay's nest, and instruct thee how Ste. Doththy other mouth call me ? Mercy! mercy! To spare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee This is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have to clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee

Young sea-mells from the rock: Wilt thou go with me Trin. Stephano!— if thou beest Stephano, touch me, Ste. I pr’ythee now, lead the way, without ar and speak to me ; for I am Trinculo ;-benot afeard, more talking.— Trinculo, the king and all our com thy good friend Trinculo.

pany else being drowned, we will inherit here:Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth ; I'll pull thee Here; bear my bottle! Fellow Trinculo, we'll fi by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are him by and by again. they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: How cam'st Cal. Farewell, master; farewell, farewell! thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? Can he vent

[Sings drunkenis

Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster! Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke:-! Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish;

Noriead me, like a ricare in the dar ev, Out of mrsat, asless he bid them; ba ther, foreveryozzeare ter set apeo me:

Sonetime te apes, tšarmor and do indater, bite me; then ikke betal

Letumling in my bare-foot war, Islam ius, Teir pricás at m: tool-fail: sonou.

All wound with adders, who, mas

Do hiss me into inadaess :-Lo! na
rest,

Enter Terra
Here comes a spirit of his: apdro: 14.
For bringing wood in slowl; Sofie Historia
Perchance, he will not mind me.

Trir. Here's neither bash aorang. Jen 217

weather at all, and aucther storya - Prezi troke singi the wind: vond came baci u mom s'st: one, looks like a foal bumbard et Fou

liquor. If it should thunde, usit si ser re. i samo not where to hide mrkezl: ronde me cued 2016 choose bat fa!! bo padla - Wat ire ve zem'?

man or a fish' Dead orair's je seks i rart. Esh: a very ancient and Implektai. 3

of the newest, Poor- Astrage isa War

no long spoon.

Trinculos?

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Nor fetch in firing

Mira. I do not know
At requiring,

One of my sex; no woman's face remember,
Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish; Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen
Ban Ban, Ca–Caliban,

More that I may call men, than you, good friend,
Has a new master-Get a new man. And my dear father: how features are abroad,
Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom, I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,

fra. hey, freedom? (The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish

be Ste. O brave monster! lead the way! (Exeunt. Any companion in the world but you;

! In Nor can imagination form a shape,

Besides yourself, to like of: But I prattle
A C T III.

Something too wildly, and my father's precepts
SCENE I. – Before Prospero's Cell. .

Therein forget.
Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log.

Fer. I am, in my condition,
Fer. There be some sports are painful; and their A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;
labour

(I would, not so!) and would no more endure
Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness This wooden slavery, than I would suffer
Are nobly undergone;

and most poor matters The flesh-fly blow my mouth.--Hear my soul speak:
Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be The very instant that I saw you, did
As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but
My heart fly to your service; there resides,

(al]
The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, To make me slave to it; and for your sake,
And makes my labours pleasures: 0, she is Am I this patient log-man.
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed; Mira. Do you love me?
And he's composed of harshness. I must remove Fer. O heaven, o earth, bear witness to this sound,
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, And crown what I profess with kind event,
Upon a sore injunction: My sweet mistress

If I speak true ; if hollowly, invert Weeps, when she sees me work; and says, such What best is boded me, to mischief! I, baseness

Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,
Had ne'er like esecutor. I forget :
Do love, prize, honour you.

be
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Mira. I am a fool,
Most busy-less, when I do it.
To weep at what I am glad of.

國 Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance. Pro. Fair encounter Mira. Alas, now! pray you,

Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace ca Work not so hard ! I would, the lightning had On that which breeds between them! Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin’d to pile. Fer. Wherefore weep you? Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this burns, Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer 'Twill weep for having wearied you. My father What I desire to give; and much less take Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself! What I shall die to want: But this is trifling; He's safe for these three hours. And all the more it seeks to hide itself,

Id Fer. O most dear mistress,

The bigger bulk it shews. Hence, bashful cunning!
The sun will set, before I shall discharge And prompt me, plain and holy innocence!
What I must strive to do.
I. am your wife, if you will marry me;

1 Mira. If you'll sit down,

If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
I'll bear your logs the while. Pray, give me that; You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
I'll carry it to the pile.
Whether you will or no.

C Fer. No, precious creature:

Fer. My mistress, dearest, I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, And I thus humble ever. Than you should such dishonour undergo,

Mira. My husband then ? While I sit lazy by.

Fer, Ay, with a heart as willing Mira. It would become me

As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. As well as it does you: and I should do it

Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: And now fareWith much more ease; for my good will is to it, well, And yours against.

Till half an hour hence. Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected;

Fer. A thousand ! thousand ![Exeunt Fer. and Mira. This visitation shews it.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,
Mira. You look wearily.

Who are surpris’d with all; but my rejoicing
Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me, At nothing can be more. I'll to my book;
When you are by at night. I do beseech you, For yet, ere supper time, must I perform
(Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,) Much business appertaining.

[Exit. What is your name? Mira. Miranda : - O my father,

SCENE II. – Another part of the Island. I have broke your hest to say so!

Enter STEPHANO and Tusculo; Caliban following Fer. Admir'd Miranda

with a bottle. Indeed, the top of admiration; worth

Ste. Tell not me; — when the butt is out, we will What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time and board’em : Servant-monster, drink to me! The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are Have I lik'd several women; never any,

three of them; if the other two be brained like us, With so full soul, but some defect her

the state totters. Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd, Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee; thy And put it to the foil : But you, o you,

eyes are almost set in thy head. So perfect, and so peerless, are created

Trin. Where should they be set else? he were a of every creature's best.

Ibrave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.

Mira. I do not know
One of my sex ; no woman's face remember,
Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen
More that I may call men, than you, good friend,

And my dear father: how features are abroad, dom, I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,

my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.
(The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish
eunt. Any companion in the world but you;

Nor can imagination form a shape,
Besides yourself, to like of: But I prattle

and yet say nothing neither.
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts
Therein forget.
Fer. I am, in my condition,

I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. their A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;

(I would, not so!) and would no more endure ess This wooden slavery, than I would suffer

The flesh-fly blow my mouth.-Hear my soul speak: d be The very instant that I saw you, did

My heart fly to your service; there resides, Head, 'To make me slave to it; and for your sake,

Am I this patient log-man. ed;

Mira. Do you love me?

Per. O heaven, o earth, bear witness to this sound, up, And crown what I profess with kind event,

If I speak true ; if hollowly, invert such What best is boded me, to mischief! I,

Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

to hearken once again the suit I made thee? Durs; Mira. I am a fool,

To weep at what I am glad of.
Pro. Fair encounter

Enter ARIEL, invisible.
Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
d On that which breeds between them!

me of this island. pile. Fer. Wherefore weep you? 18,

Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer r

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,

ove

Ste. My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in Cal. 'Ha, ha, ha!
sack; for my part, the sea cannot drown me: 1 Ste. Now, forward with your tale.—Pr’ythee, st
swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thir- further off!
ty leagues, off and on, by this light.- Thou shalt be Cal. Beat him enough! after a little time,

I'll beat him too.
Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard. Ste. Stard further! - Come, proceed!
Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.

Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with 1
Trin. Nor go neither: but you'll lie, like dogs; the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st br

him, Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log beest a good moon-calf.

Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Cal . How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe! Or cat his weazand with thy knife: Remember,

First to possess his books; for without them Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am in He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not case to justle a constable. Why, thou deboshed fish, One spirit to command: They all do hate him, thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk As rootedly as I: Burn but his books; so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a mon- He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them,) strous lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster? Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. Cal. Lo, how he mocks me!wilt thou let him,my lord? And that most deeply to consider, is Trin. Lord, quoth he!- that a monster should be The beauty of his daughter; he himself such a natural!

Calls her a non-pareil: I ne'er saw woman, Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr’ythee. But only Sycorax my dam, and she; Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; But she'as far surpasseth Sycorax, if you prove a mutineer , the next tree — The poor as greatest does least. monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer in- Ste. Is it so brave a lass? dignity.

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warra: Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd And bring thee forth brave brood.

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daught Ste. Marry will I': kneel and repeat it! I will stand, and I will be king and queen; (save our grace: and so shall Trinculo.

and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys : - Do

thou like the plot, Trinculo? Cal, As I told thee before, I am subject to a ty- Trin. Excellent. rant, a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated Ste. Give methy hand! I am sorry I beat thee; bı

while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head! Ari. Thou liest.

Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep;
Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou ! Wilt thou destroy him then?
I would my valiant master would destroy thee: Ste. Ay, on mine honour.
I do not lie.

Ari. This will I tell my master.
Ste. Trincnlo, if you trouble him any more in his tale, Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasur
by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Let us be jocund! Will you troul the catch
Trin. Why, I said nothing.

You taught me but while-ere?
Ste. Mum then, and no more. - [ To Caliban.) | Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, ar
Proceed.

reason : Come on, Trinculo, let us sing !

Sing Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle;

Flout'em, and skout'em; and skout'em, and flouten
From me he got it. If thy greatness will

Thought is free.
Revenge it on him—for, 'I know, thou dar'st; Cal. That's not the tune.
But this thing dare not..

(Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pip Ste. That's most certain.

Ste. What is this same?
Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by tł

Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Can’st picture of No-body.
thou bring me tho the party?

Ste. If thou beesť a man, shew thyself in thy like
Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; i'll yield him thee asleep, ness: if thou beest a devil, take't it as thou list!
Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head. Trin. 0, forgive me my sins!
Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.

Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy tliee :-
Cal. What a pied ninny's this? Thou scurvy patch!- Mercy upon us!
I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,

Cal. Art thou aseard ?
And take his bottle from him: when that's gone, Ste. No, monster, not I.
He shall drink nought but brime; for I'll not shew him Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Where the quick freshes are.

Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, an
Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger! Inter- hurt not.
rupt the monster one word further, and, by this sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
hand, I'll tarn my mercy out of doors, and make a Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices,
stock-fish of thee.

That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing: I'll go far- Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming

The clouds, methought, would open, and shew riche
Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied ?

Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak’d, Ari. Thou liest.

I cry'd to dream again. Ste. Do I so? take thou that. (Strikes him.] As you Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where like this, give me the lie another time.

I shall have my musick for nothing. Trin. I did not give the lie: - Ont o' your wits, Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. and hearing too? - A pox o’your bottle! this can Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story sack, and drinking do. A murrain on your mon

Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and ster, and the devil take your fingers !

after do our work.

The bigger bulk it shews. 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 hat; You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,

Whether you will or no.

Per. My mistress, dearest, And I thas humble ever.

Mira. 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 fare

well,
Till half an hour hence.
Fer. A thousand! thousand ![E.xeunt Per. and Mire.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,

Who are surpris'd with all; but my rejoicing me, At nothing can be more. I'll to my

book; For yet, ere supper time, must I perform Much business appertaining.

it,

ther off.

(Bril

. SCENE II. – Another part of the Island. Enter Stephano and Trisculo; Caliban following

with a bottle, Ste. Tell not me; — when the batt 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 ns, the state totters.

Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee; thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

Where should they be set clse? he were a

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