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How cam’st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? can he vent Trinculos ?

481 Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder-stroke: But art thou not drown'd, Stephano? “ I hope “ now, thou art not drown'd.

Is the storm over« blown ? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaber“ dine, 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. These be fine things, an if they be not sprights. That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: 1 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 escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heav'd. over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore.

Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true subject ; for the liquor is not earthly.

500 Ste. Here ; :swear then, how escap'dst thou ?

Trin. Swom a-shore, man, like a duck; I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn.

Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou can'st swim like a duck, thou 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 ?



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Cal. Has thou not dropp'd from heaven?

510 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 shew'd me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush.;

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

Trin. By this good light this is a very shallow mon" ster:-1 afraid of him s-a very weak monster : “ The man i' the moon !-a most poor

credulous mon-Well drawn, monster, in good sooth.” 521 Cal. I'll shew thee every fertile inch o' the isle; 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 sub

ject, “ Ste. Come on tlien ;; 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

530 Ste. Come, kiss. « Trin.

-But that the poor monster's in drink; " An abominable monster !" Cal. I'll shew thee the best springs; I'll pluck the

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 wond'rous man.

Trin. A most ridiculous monster ; to'make a.wonder of a poor drunkard.

543 : Cal. L' pr’ythee, let me bring thee where crabs

... grow; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ;. Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble: marmozet; 1!ll bring thee To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee Young scamels 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 being drown'd, we will inherit here.Here ; bear my bottle! Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by 'again.:::

551 Cal. [Sings drunkenly.]: Farewel master ; faremoel,

Trin. A howling monster ; ; a drunken monster."
Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish;

Nor fetch in firing
At requiring,
Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish;
· Bant Ban', Ca-Caliban,

Has a new màster Get a new man.
Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom ! freedom,

hey-day, freedom! Ste. O brave monster! lead the way.




Before PROSPERO's Cell. Enter FERDINAND, bearing

a Log.


Ferdinand There be some sports are painful; but their labour Delight in them sets off': some kinds of baseness Are nobly undergone ; and most poor matters Point to rich ends. This my mean task Would be as heavy to me, as odious; but The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, And makes my labours pleasures : 0, she is Ten times more gentle, than her father's crabbed ; And he's compos'd of harshness. I must reinove Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, Upon a sore injunction : My sweet '

mistress Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such

baseness Had ne'er like executor. I forget : But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; Moșt busy-less, when I do it.


Enter MIRANDA," and PROSPERO Qt a Distance,"

Mira. Alas, now! pray yoll,
Work not so hard : I would, the lightning had
Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile!
Pray, get it down, and rest you: when this burns,
'Twill weep for having weary'd 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,

Mira. If you'll sit down,
I'll bear your logs the while : Pray, give me that;
I'll carry't to the pile.

Fer. No, precious creature ; 17
I had rather crack my sinews, break my back; 30


should such dishonour undergoing While I sit lazy, by.

Mira. It would become me,
As well as it does you: and I should do it
With much more ease ; for any good will is to it;
And yours it is against. ·

Pro. Poor worin! thou art infected; « This visitation shews it.

Mira.” You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress ; 'tis fresh morning with



When yoụ are by at night. . I do beseech you (Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers), What is your name ?

Mira. Miranda :-O my father,
I have broke your hest to say so!

Fer. Admir'd Miranda !
Indeed, the top of admiration ; worth,
What's dearest to the world; Full many a lady
I have ey'd with best regard ; and many a time


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