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THE TEMPEST.

[Act II.
And when I rear my hand, do you the like,
To fall it on Gonzalo.
Seb.

O, but one word.

[They converse apart. Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth, For else his projects die, to keep them living.

[Sings in GONZALO S ear.
While you here do snoring lie,
Open-eyed conspiracy

His time doth take:
If of life you keep a care,
Shake off slumber, and beware:

Awake! awake!

Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king.

[They awake.
Alon. Why, how now! ho! awake! Why are you drawn?
Wherefore this ghastly looking ?
Gon.

What's the matter?
Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose,
Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing
Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you?
It struck mine ear most terribly.
Alon.

I heard nothing
Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear;
To make an earthquake; sure it was the roar
Of a whole herd of lions.
Alon.

Heard you this, Gonzalo?
Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming,
And that a strange one too, which did awake me:
I shaked you, sir, and cried; as mine eyes opened,
I saw their weapons drawn :—there was a noise,
That's verity: 'Best stand upon our guard;
Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons.

Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make further search
For my poor son.
Gon.

Heavens keep him from these beasts ! For he is, sure, i' the island.

Alon.
Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have done:

[Aside. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt.

Lead away.

SCENE II. – Another Part of the Island. Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood. A noise of thun

der heard.
Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up
From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him
By inch-meal a disease ! His spirits hear me,
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark,
Out of my way, unless he bid them; but
For every trifle are they set upon me:
Sometimes like apes, that moe and chatter at me,
And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which
Lie tumbling in my barefoot way, and mount
Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I
All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues,
Do hiss me into madness :Lo! now! lo!

Enter TRINCULO.
Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me,
For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat;
Perchance he will not mind me.

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing: I hear it sing i’ the wind: yond' same black cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: y ond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls. -What have we here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive ? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like

a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in England now (as once I was), and had but this fish painted, not a holiday-fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see i, dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o' my troth?" I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an islander, that hath lately suffered by a thunderbolt. [Thunder.] Alas! the storm is come again: my best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter hereabout: Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of the storm be past.

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Enter STEPHANO, singing ; a bottle in his hand. Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea ;

Here shall I die ashore ;This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral. Well, here's my comfort.

[Drinks. The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I,

The gunner, and his mate,
Loved Mall, Megg, and Marian, and Margery,

But none of us cared for Kate :
For she had a tongue with a tang,

Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang:
She loved not the savor of tar nor of pitch,
Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch:

Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang. This is a scurvy tune, too: But here's my

comfort.

[Drinks. Cal. Do not torment me : 0!

Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Inde? Ha! I have not 'scaped drowning, to be afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils.

Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!

Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: Where the devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat’s-leather.

Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee; I'll bring my wood home faster.

Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he hath never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly.

Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt
Anon, I know it by thy trembling:
Now Prosper works upon thee.

Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, cat; open your mouth: this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps again.

I'rin. I should know that voice: It should be—but he is drowned; and these are devils: O! defend me!

Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate monster! His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend; his back ward voice is to utter foul speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague ; Come, —Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth.

Trin. Stephano

Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy! mercy ! This is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon. Trin. Stephano !-If thou beest Stephano, touch me,

and speak to me; for I am Trinculo;-be not afeard,—thy good friend Triuculo.

Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: If any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: How cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos ?

Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunderstroke:But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: And art thou living, Stephano ? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scaped ! Ste.

Pr’ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant.

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: I will kneel to him. Ste.

How did'st thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither ? swear by this bottle, how thou cam’st hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved overboard, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast ashore. Cal.

I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst.

Swam ashore, man, like a duck; I can swim like Ste. Here, kiss the book: Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose.

Trin, O Stephano, hast any more of this ?

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Trin. a duck, I'll be sworn.

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THE TEMPEST.

[Act II.

Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf ? how does thine ague ?

Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven?

Ste. Out o'the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man in the moon, when time was.

Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: my mistress showed me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush.

Ste. Come, swear to that: kiss the book : I will furnish it anon with new contents : swear.

Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow monster: -I afeard of him ?-a very weak monster :-The man i' the moon ?-a most poor credulous monster :-Well drawn, monster, in good sooth.

Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island; And I will kiss thy foot: I pr’ythee, be my god.

Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken monster: when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle.

Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject. Ste. Come on, then; down, and swear.

Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster: A most scurvy monster! I could find in my heart to beat him,

Ste. Come, kiss.

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 pr’ythee, let me bring, thee where crabs grow; And I with my long nails will dig thee pignuts; Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee To clustering filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Young sea-mells from the rock: Wilt thou go with me?

Ste. I pr’ythee now, lead the way, without 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. Farewell, master ; farewell, farewell.

[Sings drunkenly. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster.

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