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Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd 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
Iland.

Ari. Thou lieft.

Cal. Thou liest, thou jefting 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 forcery he got this ille ;
From me he got it. If thy greatness will
Revenge it on him, (for, I know, thou dar'ft,
But this thing dares not.-)

Ste. That's most certain.
Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.

Ste, How now shall this be compaft ? canst thou bring me to the party ?

Cal. Yea, yea, my lord, I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.

Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.

Cal. What a py'd 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 Thew him
Where the quick freshes are.

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-fifh of thee.

Trin.

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Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'd go further off.

Ste. Didst thou not say, he ly'd ?
Ari. Thou lieit.
Ste. Do I so? take you that.

[Beats him. As you like this, give me the lie another time.

Trin. I did not give thee 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 ; 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 him I'th' afternoon to Neep; 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 possess his books; for without them He's but a fot, 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 an house, he'll deck withal. And that most deeply to confider, is The beauty of his daughter ; he himself Calls her a non-pareil : I ne'er faw woman, But only Sycorax my dam, and she : But she as far surpasses Sycorax, As greatest does the least.

Ste. Is it so brave a Lass?

Cal. Ay, lord ; she will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood,

Ste.

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be King and Queen, save our Graces : and Trine culo and thy self shall be Vice-Roys. Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo?

Trin. Excellent.

Ste. Give me thy hand ; I am sorry, I beat thee: but, while thou liv'ft, keep a good tongue in thy head.

Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep;
Wilt thou destroy him then ?

Ste. Ay, on my honour.
Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal. Thou mak'st me merry; I am full of pleasure;
Let us be jocund. Will you troul the catch,
You taught me but while-ere ?

Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason: come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings. Flout 'em, and skout 'em; and skout 'em, and flout

'em ; thought is free. Cal. That's not the tune.

[Ariel plays the Tune on a Tabor and Pipe. Ste. What is this same ?

Trin. This is the tune of our catch, plaid by the picture of no-body.

Ste. If thou be'ft a man, shew thy self in the likeness; if thou be'st a devil, take't as thou lift.

Trin. O, forgive me my sins !

Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defie thee. Met. cy upon us !

Cal. Art thou afraid?
Ste. No, monster, not I.

Cal. Be not afraid ; the ise is full of noises, [not.
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt
Sometimes a thousand twanging instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices;
That, if I then had wak'd after long neep,
Will make me feep again ; and then in dreaming,
The clouds, methought, would open, and shew riches
siis

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Ready to drop upon me; that when I wak'd,
I cry'd to dream again.

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where
I shall have my musick for nothing.

Cal. When Prospero is destroy'd.
Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story.

Trin. The found is going away ; let's follow it, and after do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could see this taborer. He lays it on.

Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow Stephano. [Exeunt.

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Changes to another Part of the island.
Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Anthonio, Gonzalo, Adrian,

Francisco, &C.
Gon, B Y'R lakin, I can go no further, Sir,

My old bones ake: here's a maze trod,

indeed,
Through forth-rights and meanders! by your patience,
I needs must rest me.

Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am my self attach'd with weariness,
To th' dulling of my spirits : sit down and rest,
Ev'n here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd,
Whom thus we stray to find, and the fea mocks
Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.

Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope,
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd t'effect.

Seb. The next advantage
Will we take throughly.

Ant. Let it be to night;
For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they

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Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,
As when they're fresh.

Seb. I say, to night: no more.
Solemn and Arange mufick; and Prospero on the top,

invisible. Enter several strange shapes, bringing in
a banquet ; and dance about it with gentle actions
of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat,
they depart.
Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends,

hark !
Gon. Marvellous sweet musick!
Alon. Give us kind keepers, heaven! what 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 phenix
At this hour reigning there.

Ant. l’U 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 'em.

Gon. If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say, I saw such islanders :
(For, certes, these are people of the island)
Who tho they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,
Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many; nay, almost any.

Pro. Honest lord,
Thou hast said well; for some of you there present
Are worse than devils.

Alon. I cannot too much muse,
Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing
(Although they want the use of tongue) a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pro.

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