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Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen
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
instant that I saw you, did
I am a fool,
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 ;
My mistress, dearest,
My husband then ?
A thousand! thousand !
[Exeunt Fer, and Mir. 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.
Another Part of the Island.
Enter STEPHẠNO 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. Irin. 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 brain'd like us, the state totters.
Ste. Drink, servant-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 list; he's no standard. Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.
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 shue : 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 debolh'd fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk so much fack 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?
Tri Lord, quoth he!--that a monster should be such a natural!
Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr’ythee.
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 thall not suffer indignity.
Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd To hearken once again the suit I made thee?
Ste, Marry will I: kneel, and repeat it; I will stand, and so thall Trinculo.
Enter ARIEL, invisible,
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.] Proceed.
Cal. I say, by forcery he got this ille;
Cal, Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee aseep,
the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee.
Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off.
Ste. Do I fo? take thou that. [frikes 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 fack, and drinking do.-A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers !
Cal. Ha, ha, ha!
Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Prythee 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 him l' the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him, Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his wezand with thy knife: Remember, First to poffefs his books; for without them He's but a sót, as I am, nor hath not One spirit to command: They all do hate him, As, rootedly as 'I : Burn but his books; He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them,) Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. And that most deeply to consider, is The beauty of his daughter; he himself Calls her a non-pareil : I ne'er saw woman, But only Sycorax my dam, and she; But she as far surpasseth Sycorax, As greatest does least.