Trin. But that the poor monster's in drink: an abominable monster !

Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;

I'll fish for thee and get thee wood enough.

A plague upon the tyrant that I serve!

I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,

Thou wondrous man.

Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard !

Cal. I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow;
And I with my long nails will did thee pig-nuts;
Show thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how
To snare the nimble marmoset; I'll bring thee
To clustering filberts and sometimes I'll get thee
Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go with me?

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Ste. I prithee now, lead the way withont any more talking. Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drowned, we will inherit here: here; bear my bottle: fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again.

Cal. [Sings drunkenly]

Farewell, master; farewell, farewell!

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, Cacaliban

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.

ACT. III.

SCENE I. Before PROSPERO's cell.

Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log.

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[Exeunt.

Fer. There be some sports are painful, and their labor
Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task
Would be as heavy to me as odious, but

The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead
And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed,

And he's composed of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands of these logs and pile them up,
Upon a sore injunction: my sweet mistress

Weeps when she sees me work, and says, such baseness
Had never like executor. I forget:

But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours,
Most busiless when I do it.

Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance, unseen.
Mir.
Alas, now, pray you,

Work not so hard: I would the lightning had
Burnt up those logs that you are enjoin'd to pile?
Pray, set it down and rest you when this burns,
'Twill weep for having wearied 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 shall discharge
What I must strive to do.

Mir.

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.

Mir.

It would become me
and I should do it
for my good will is to it,

As well as it does you
With much more ease;
And yours it is against.

Pros.

Poor worm, thou art infected !

This visitation shows it.

Mir.

You look wearily.

Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me When you are by at night. I do beseech you

Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers—

What is your name?

Mir.

I have broke your hest to say so!

Fer.

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Miranda O my father,

Admired Miranda !

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Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear for several virtues

Have I liked several women; never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her

Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed
And put it to the foil: but you, O you,
So perfect and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best!

I do not know

Mir.
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,

I am 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 therein 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 to suffer

The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak:

The very instant that I saw you, did

My heart fly to your service; there resides,

To make me slave to it; and for your sake
Am I this patient log-man.

Mir.

Do you love me?

Fer. O heaven, 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 boded me to mischief! I
Beyond all limit of what else i' the world
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mir.

I am a fool

To weep at what I am glad of.

Pros.

Fair encounter

Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
On that which breeds between 'em!

Fer.

Wherefore weep you?

Mir. 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 shows. 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,

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Whether you will or no.
Fer.

And I thus humble ever.

Mir.

My mistress, dearest ;

My husband, then?

Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing

As bondage e'er of freedom here's my hand.

:

Mir. And mine, with my heart in't and now farewell Till half an hour hence.

Fer.

A thousand thousand !

[Exeunt Fer. and Mir. severalty

Pros. So glad of this as they I cannot be, Who are suprised withal; but my rejoicing At nothing can be more. I'll to my book, For yet ere supper-time must I perform Much business appertaining.

SCENE II. Another part of the island.

Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO.

[Exit.

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.

They

Trin. Servant-monster! the folly of this island say there's but five upon this isle: we are three of them; if th' other two be brained like us, the state totters.

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

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

Ste. My man-monster hath drown'd 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.

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Trin. Nor go neither; but you'll lie 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 shoe. I'll not serve him; he's 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 prithee.

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 indignity.

Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased to hearken once again to the suit I made to 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, a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island. Ari. Thou liest.

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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 's tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Trin. Why, I said nothing.

Ste. Mum, then, and no more.

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 darest,
But this thing dare not,—

Ste. That's most certain.

Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it and I'll serve thee.

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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. Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head.

Ari. Thou liest; thou canst not.

Cal. What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch!

I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows

And take his bottle from him: when that's gone

He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show him
Where the quick freshes are.

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Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger: interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out o' doors and make a stock-fish of thee.

Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go farther off.

Ste. Didst thou not say he lied?

Ari. Thou liest.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [Beats Trin.]

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