You did supplant your brother Prospero. True: Ant. And look, how well my garments sit upon me; Much feater than before: my brother's servants Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Seb. But, for your conscience Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, If he were that which now he's like; whom I, Seb. Thy case, dear friend, Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; And I the king shall love thee. Ant. Draw together: 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 these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, While you here do snoring lie, 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. Wherefore this ghastly looking? Alon. Alon. For my poor son. And that a strange one too, which did awake me: Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts! For he is, sure, i' the island. Alon. Lead away. Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have done: Aside. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Another part of the Island. Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood. A noise of thunder 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, Enter Trinculo. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment 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, would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond' 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 smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor John. A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I was,) and had 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 a dead Indian. Legg'd 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 bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of the storm be past. Enter Stephano, singing; a bottle in his hand. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral: The master, the swabber, the boastswain, and I, (4) A black jack of leather, to hold beer. She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch, 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 'scap'd 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: O! 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. I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Ste. Here, kiss the book: though thou canst swim like a duck, that art made like a goose. Trin. O Stephano, hast any more of this? 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? Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee; Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after monster:-I afeard of him?-a very weak monster: the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have-The man i' the moon?- a most poor credulous never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove monster :-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island. will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him And kiss thy foot: I pr'ythee, be my god. that hath him, and that soundly. Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt 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, can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps again. Trin. I should know that voice: it should bebut he is drowned; and these are devils: O! defend me! ;| 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 sub ject. Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppyheaded 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; Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate monster! His forward voice now is to speak well I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bot-I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, tle will recover him, I will help his ague: come,- Thou wondrous man. 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. 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 pig-nuts; Trin. Stephano!-if thou beest Stephano, touch Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo;-be not To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee afeard, thy good friend Trinculo. To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Young sea-mells from the rock. Wilt thou go with me? 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: Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any how cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? more talking.-Trinculo, the king and all our comCan he vent Trinculos? pany else being drowned, we will inherit here.Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder- Here; bear my bottle: Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill stroke-But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I him by and by again. hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm over-blown! I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: and art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd! Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant. Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell. [Sings drunkenly. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. At requiring, Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish; Has a new master-Get a new man, Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom: freedom, hey-day, freedom! Sie. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt. Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Had ne'er like executor. I forget: But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Most busy-less, when I do it. Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance. Mira. 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. Poor worm! thou art infected;| This visitation shows it. Mira. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me, You look wearily. When you are by at night. I do beseech you Admir'd Miranda Mira. I do not know One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen (1) Command. (2) Own'd. (3) Whatsoever. ! Fer. More that I may call men, than you, good friend, sound, And crown what I profess with kind event, Mira. To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. I am a fool, Fair encounter Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace Fer. And I thus humble ever. Mira. My mistress, dearest, 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 farewell, Till half an hour hence. Fer. A thousand thousand! [Exeunt Fer. and Mir. Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Who are surpris'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. [Exit. SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Enter Stephano 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 'ém: Servant-monster, drink to me. Trin. 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 brained 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 set else? he were a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. Ste. My man-monster hath drowned 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. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [strikes him.] As Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no stand-you like this, give me the lie another time. ard. Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. Trin. Nor go neither: but you 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 is 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! Trin. I did not give the lie :-Out o' your wits, and hearing too?-A pox o' your bottle! this can sack 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, Ste. Stand further.-Come proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him, I' One spirit to command: They all do hate him, Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee. As rootedly as I: Burn but his books; Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; He has brave utensils (for so he calls them,) if you prove a mutineer, the next tree-The poor Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indig-And that most deeply to consider, is nity. Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd Enter Ariel, invisible. Cal. As I told thee Before, I am subject to a tyrant; A sorcerer, that by his cunning hath Ari. Thou liest. 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 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.] Ca. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; Ste. That's most certain. Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. 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, Cal. What a pied ninny's this!2 Thou scurvy I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, [him 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-fish of thee. Debauched. 2) Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress. The beauty of his daughter; he himself Ste. Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen; (save our graces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys:-Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo? [Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. Ste. What is this same ? Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of No-body. Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness; if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list. Trin. O, forgive me my sins! Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee:Mercy upon us! Cal. Art thou afeard? Ste. No, monster, not I. Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd, Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story. Trin. The sound 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. (For, certes, these are people of the island,) Thou hast said well; for some of you there present, Fran. They vanish'd strangely. Seb. [Aside. No matter, since They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs. Will't please you taste of what is here? Not I. Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we were boys, SCENE III. Another part of the Island. En- Who would believe that there were mountaincers, ter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging Francisco, and others. Gon. By'r lakin,' I can go no further, sir; 1 needs must rest me. Seb. The next advantage Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they at them Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harpy: claps his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown I say, to-night: no more. Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate; the elements Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring-Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs ing in a banquet; they dance about it with gen- Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish tle actions of salutation; and inviting the king, &c. to eat, they depart. One dowles that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, And will not be uplifted: But, remember hark! Gon. Marvellous sweet music! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens!-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 phoenix At this hour reigning there. Ant. I'll 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 them. Gon. I should report this now, would they believe me? If in Naples If I should say I saw such islanders (1) Our lady. (2) Show. (3) Certainly. (For that's my business to you,) that you three from Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow. (Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls (5) Down. (4) Wonder. |