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Cal. I proythee let me bring thee where crabs grow, And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmazet; I'll bring thee To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'li get

thee Young ' 'fea-malls from the rock. Wilt thou go with me?

Ste. I prythee now lead the way without any more talking. Trinculo, the King and all our company else being drown'd, we will inherit here. Here, bear my bottle fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again.

Cal. [Sings drunkenly.] Farewel, master; farewel, farewel.
Trin. A howling monster ; a drunken monster!
Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish,

Nor fetch in firing at requiring,
Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish.
Ban, Ban, Cacalyban

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.



Prospero's Cave.

Enter Ferdinand, bearing a log.

HERE be some sports are painful, but their labour
Delight in them fets off: some kinds of baseness

Are nobly undergone, and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task wou'd be
As heavy to me, as ’tis odious, but

The I scamels or shamois

The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours pleasures: 0, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed :
And he's compos’d of harshness

. I must move Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, Upon a fore injunction. My sweet mistress Weeps when the sees me work, and says, such baseness Had never like executor ; I forget, : 'Nay, these sweet thoughts do ev'n refresh my labour, Least busie when I do it.

Enter Miranda, and Prospero at a distance unseen.
Mira. Alas! now, pray you,
Work not so hard; I would the lightning had
Burnt up those logs that ?'you're enjoin'd to pile :
Pray, set it down, and rest you; when this burns,
'Twill weep for having weary'd you: my father
Is hard at study, pray now, rest yourself,
He's safe for these three hours.

Fer. O most dear mistress,
The sun will set before I Thall 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't to the pile.

Fer. No, precious creature,
l'ad 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 it is against.

Pro. Poor worm! thou art
Infected, 4' and this visitation' fhews it.

Mira. You look wearily.
Fer. No, noble mistress, 'tis fresh morning with me,
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When you are by at night. I do beseech you, (Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers) What is your name?

Mira. Miranda. O my father,
I've broke your hest, to say so.

Fer. Admir'd Miranda!
Indeed the top of admiration, worth
What's dearest to the world,, full many a lady
I've ey'd with best regard, and many a time
Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear; for sev'ral virtues
Have I lik'd sev'ral women, never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,
And put it to the foil. But



So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best.

Mira. I do not know
One of my fex; 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
I'm skilless of ; but, by my modesty,
(The jewel in my dower) I would not wish
Any companion in the world but you ;
Nor can imagination form a shape,
Besides yourself, to like of. But I prattle
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts
I do forget.

Fer. I am, in my condition,
A Prince, Miranda ; I do think, a King;
(I would not so!) and would no more endure
This wooden slavery, than I would suffer
The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak ;
The very inftant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your service, there resides
To make me fave to it, and for


sake Am I this patient log-man.


Mira. Do you love me?

Fer. O heav'n, O earth, bear witness to this sound,
And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
What best is boaded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of slaught' else i'th' world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mwa. I am a fool
To weep at what I'm glad of.

Pro. Fair encounter
Of two most rare affections! heav'ns rain grace
On that which breeds between 'em!

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 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
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
Whether you will or no.

Fer. My mistress, dearest,
And I thus humble ever.

Mira. My husband then?

Fer. Ay, with a heart so willing
As bondage e'er of freedom ; here's my hand.

Mira. And mine, with my heart in't; and now farewel
'Till half an hour hence.
Fer. A thousand, thousand.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,
Who are surpriz'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,


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Enter Caliban, Stephano and Trinculo. Ste. 'ELL not me; when the butt is cut, we will

drink water, not a drop before; therefore bear up,

and board 'em ; fervant monster, drink to me. Trin. Servant monster! the folly of this Inand! they say there's but five upon this Ise; we are three of them, if the other two be brain'd like us, the state totters.

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

Trin. Where should they be fet else? he were a brave monster indeed if they were set in his tail.

Ste. My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in fack; 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 lift; he's no standard.
Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.

Trin. Nor go neither ; but you'll lye 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 shoes 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 debosh'd fish thou, was there ever man a coward that hath drunk so much fack as I to-day? wilt thou tell me a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me: wilt thou let him, my lord ?


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