As well as it does you; and I should do it

With much more cafe for my good-will is to it,
And your's it is againft.

Pro. Poor worm thou art infected;

This vifitation fhews it.

Mira. You look wearily.

Fer. No, noble miftrefs; 'tis fresh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you, (Chiefly that I might fet it in my prayers)

What is your name ?

Mira. Miranda. O my father,

I've broke your heft 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 beft regard, and many a time
Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear; for feveral virtues
Have I lik'd feveral women, never any

With fo full foul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the nobleft grace fhe ow'd,

And put it to the foil

But you, O you,

So perfect, and fo 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 fkille s of; but, by my modefty,

(The jewel in my dower), I would not with
Any companion in the world but you;
Nor can imagination form a fhape,

Befides 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 fo!) and would no more endure

This wooden flavery, than I would fuffer

The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my foul fpeak;

The

very inftant that I faw you, did

My heart fly to your service, there refides
To make me flave to it, and for your fake
Am I this patient log-man.

Mira. Do you love me?

Fer. O heav'n, O earth, bear witness to this found, And crown what I profess with kind event,

If I fpeak true; if hollowly, invert
What beft is boaded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of what elfe i' th' world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mira. I am a fool,

To weep at what I'm glad of.

Pro. Lair encounter

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

Fer. Wherefore weep you?

Mira. At mine unworthinefs, that dare not offer, What I defire to give; and much less take, What I fhall die to want: but this is trifling; And all the more it feeks to hide itself,

The bigger bulk it fhews.

Hence; bafhful 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 fervant, Whether you will or no.

Fer. My mistress, deareft, And I thus 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 farewel,

Till half an hour hence.

Fer. A thoufand, thousand.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Who are furpris'd withal; but my rejoicing At nothing can be more. I'll to my book; For yet, ere fupper-time, muft I perform Much bufinefs appertaining.

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[Exeunt.

[Exit.

SCENE

SCENE II. Changes to another part of the island.

Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo.

Ste. Tell not me; when the butt is out, we will drink water, not a drop before; therefore bear up, and board 'em, fervant-monster; drink to me.

Trin. Servant-monfter! the folly of this ifland! they fay, there's but five upon this ifle; we are three of them, if the other two be brain'd like us, the state

totters.

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

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

Ste. My man-monfter hath drown'd his tongue in fack: for my part, the fea cannot drown me. I fwam, ere I could recover the fhore, five and thirty leagues, off and on; by this light, thou fhalt be my lieutenant, monfter, or my ftandard.

Trin. Your lieutenant, if you lift; he's no standard, Ste. We'll not run, Monfieur Monster.

Trin. Nor go neither: but you'll lie like dogs, and yet fay nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-calf, fpeak once in thy life, if thou beeft a good moon-calf.

Cal How does thy honour? let me lick thy fhoe; I'll not ferve him, he is not valiant.

Trin Thou lyeft, moft ignorant monfler, I am in cafe to juftle a conftable; why, thou deboth'd fish thou, was there ever a man a coward that hath drunk fo much fack as I to-day? wilt thou tell a monftrous lye, being but half a fifh, and half a monster?

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

Trin. Lord, quoth he! that a monster fhould be fuch 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 monfter's my fubject, and he fhall not fuffer indignity.

Gal.

Cal. I thank my Noble Lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once again to the fuit I made to thee? Ste. Marry, will I; kneel, and repeat it; I will ftand, and fo fhall Trinculo.

Enter Ariel invifible.

Cal. As I told thee before, I am fubject to a tyrant, a forcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the ifland.

Ari. Thou lyeft.

Cal Thou lyeft, thou jefting monkey, thou;

I would my valiant master would defroy thee:
I do not lye.

Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by this hand I will fupplant fome of your teeth. Trin. Why, I faid nothing.

Ste. Mum, then, and no more; proceed.

Cal. I fay, by forcery he got this ifle;

From me he got it.

If thy Greatness will Revenge it on him, (for, I know, thou dar'st, But this thing dares not.

Ste. That's most certain.

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Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll ferve thee. Ste. How now fhall this be compas'd? can't thou bring me to the party?

Cal. Yea, yea, my Lord, I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou may it knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou lyeft, thou canst not.

Cal. What a py'd ninny's this? thon fcurvy patch! I do befeech thy Greatnefs give him blows, And take his bottle from him; when that's gone, He fhall drink nought but brine, for I'll not shew 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 flock-fith of thee.

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

Ste. Didft thou not fay, he ly'd?

Ari Thou lyeit

Ste. Do I fo? take you that.

[Beats him.

As

As you like this, give me the lye another time.

Trin I did not give thee the lye; out o' your wits, and hearing too? A pox o' your bottle! this can fack and drinking do. A murrain on your monfter, and the devil take your fingers!

Cal. Ha, ha, ha.

Ste. Now, forward with your tale; pr'ythee, ftand 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 fleep; there thou may'st brain him,
Having firit feiz'd his books: or with a log

Batter his fcull, 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 fot, as I am; nor hath not
One fpirit to command.

They all do hate him,

As rootedly as I. Burn but his books;

He has brave utenfils, (for fo he calls them),
Which when he has an houfe 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 fhe as far furpaffes Sycorax,

As greatest does the leaft.

Ste. Is it fo brave a lafs?

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

Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be King and Queen, fave our Graces; and Trinculo and thyfelf fhall be viceroys. Doft thou like the plot, Trinculo?

Trin. Excellent.

Ste. Give me thy hand; I am forry I beat thee; but, while thou liv'ft, keep a good tongue in thy head. Cal. Within this half-hour will he be afleep;

Wilt thou deftroy him then?

Ste. Ay, on my honour.

Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal.