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Thus, sir : Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, Although this lord of weak remembrance, this They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk; (Who shall be of as little memory,
They'll tell the clock to any business that When he is earth'd,) hath here almost persuaded We say betits the hour. (For he's a spirit of persuasion, only
Thy case, dear friend, Professes to persuade) the king, his son's alive; Shall be my precedent; as thou gol'st Milan, 'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd,
I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke As he that sleeps here, swims.
Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay’st;
I have no hope And I the king shall love thee. That he's undrown'd.
Draw together : Ant.
0, out of that no hope, And when I rear my hand, do you the like, What great hope have you ! no hope, that way, is To fall it on Gonzalo. Another way so high in hope, that even
0, but one word. Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,'
[They converse apart. But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with me, That Ferdinand is drown'd ?
Music. Re-enter ARIEL, invisible.
Then tell me,
Ari. My master through his art foresees the Who's the next heir of Naples ?
That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth Ant. She that is queen of Tunis ; she that dwells For esse his projects die, to keep them living. Ten leagues beyond man's life, she that from
[Sings in Gonzalo's ear. Naples
While you here do snoring lie, Can have no note, unless the sun were post,
Open-ey'd conspiracy (The man i' the moon's too slow,) till new-horn
His time doth take : chins
If of life you keep a care, Be rough and razorable: she, from whom
Shake off slumber, and beware : We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again;
Awake! awake! And, by that destiny, to perform an act,
Ant. Then let us both be sudden. Whereof what's past is prologue ; what to come,
Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king. In your's and my discharge.3 Seb. What stuff is this ?-How say you?
Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are "Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; So is she heir of Naples; 'iwixt which regions
you drawn ? There is some space.
Wherefore this ghastly looking?
What's the matter? Ant.
A space whose every cubit Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Seems to cry out, How shill that Claribel Measure us back to Naples ?-Keep in Tunis,
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.
I heard nothing. worse Than now they are: There be, that can rule To make an earthquake ; sure it was the roar
Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; Naples,
Of a whole herd of lions. As well as he that sleeps ; lords, that can prato
Heard you this, Gonzalo ? As amply, and unnecessarily, As this Gonzalo; I myself could make
Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming, A chought of as deep chat. O, that
And that a strange one too, which did awake me : bore
you The mind that I do! what a sleep were this
I shak'd you, sir, and cried; as mine eyes open'd,
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. Tender your own good fortune ?
Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur
ther search Seb.
I remember, You did supplant your brother Prospero.
For my poor son.
Heavens keep him from these beasts! And, look, how well my garments sit upon me;
For he is, sure, i’ the island.
Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I havo
[Aside. Seb. But, for your conscience
[Éreunt. Ant, Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, So, king, go safely on to seek thy son, 'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not SCENE II. Another part of the Island. Enter This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences, CALIBAN, with a burden of Wood. A noise of That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they, Thunder heard. And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, No better than the earth he lies upon,
Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up If he were that which now he's like, that's dead; From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him Whom I, with this obedient steel, three inches of it, By inch-meal a disease ! His spirits hear me, Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus,
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch, To the perpetual wink for aye might put
Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i’ the mire, This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who
like a fire-brand, in the dark, I i.e. The utmost extent of the prospect of ambition, the point where the eye can pass no farther.
3 What is past is the prologue to events which are to 2 The commentators have created this as a remark. come; that depends on wha rou and I are to perform. able instance of Shakspeare's ignorance of geography; 4 A chough is a bird of the jackdaw kind. but though the real distance between Naples and Tunis 5 Suggestion is frequently used in the sense of temp. is not so immeasurable, the intercourse in early timestation, or seduction, by Shakspeare and his contem. between the Neapolitans and the Tunisians was not poraries. The sense here is, that they will adopt and so frequent as to make it popularly considered less than bear witness to any tale that may be dictated to them. a formidable voyage; Shakspeare may however be 6 The old copies read “For else his project dies,” countenanced in his poetical exaggeration, when we By the transposition of a leuer, this passage, which has remember that Æschylus has placed the river Eridanus much puzzled the editors, is rendered more intelligible. in Spain; and that Appolonius Rhodius describes the -"-o keep them living," relates to projects, and not Rhone and the Po as meeting in one and discharging to Alonzo and Gonzalo, as Steevens and Johnson er. themselves into the Gulf of Venice.
Nor lead me,
Out of my way, unless he bid them; but make him give ground: and it shall be said so ngain, For every trifle are they set upon me:
while Stephano breathes at nostrils. Sometimes like apes, that moe' and chatter at me, Cal. The spirit torments me: 0! And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: Where Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I the devil he learn our language ? I will give All wound with adders, whó, with cloven tongues, him some relief, if it be but for that : if I can reDo hiss me into madness :-Lo! now! lo! cover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples
with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever Enter TrincuLO.
trod on neat's-leather. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee; For bringing wood in slowly : I'll fall fiat;
I'll bring my wood home faster. Perchance he will not mind me.
Ste. Tie's in his fit now; and does not talk after Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he hath any weather at all, and another storm brewing: I never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove hear it sing i' the wind : yond' same black cloud, his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard' that will not take too much for him : he shall pay for would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it him that hath him, and that soundly: did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond' Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.- Anon, I know it by thy trembling: What have we here? a man or a fish?' Dead or Now Prosper works upon thee. alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth ; and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, here is that which will give language to you, cat Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in England open your mouth : this will shake your shaking, now, (as once I was,) and had but this fish painted, can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell not a holiday-fool there but would give a piece of who's your friend: open your chaps again. silver: there would this monster make a man;any Trin, I should know ihal voice : It should be strange beast there makes a man: when they will But he is drowned; and these are devils : 0 ! de not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will fend me !lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicato, man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o' my troth! monster! His forward voice now is to speak wel I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer; of his friend ; his backward voice is to utter foul this is no fish but an islander, that hath lately suf- speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my fered by a thunderbolt. [T'hunder.] Alas! the bottle will recover him, I will help his agne; storm is come again: my best way is to creep Come, Amen! I will pour some in thy other under his garberdine;s there is no other shelter mouth. hereabout: Misery acquaints a man with strange
Trin. Stephano,bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy ! the storm be past.
mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: I will Enter Stephano, singing; a bottle in his hand.
leave him ; I have no long spoon.
Trin, Stephano !-If thou beest Stephano, Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sed,
touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo; Here shall I die ashore ;
be not afeard,-ihy goud friend Trinculo. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's fu
Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; r'n neral :
pull thee by the lesser legs ; If any he Trinculo's Well, here's my comfort.
these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, in
deed: How cam'st thou to be the siege of this The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I,
moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos? The gunner, and his mate,
Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunder: Lov'd Mall, Megg, and Marian, and Margery, stroke :-But art thou not drowned, Stephano ? I
Bul none of us cared for Kate :
hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm
overblown ? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's10 Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang: She lov'd not the savour of lar nor of pitch,
gaberdine, for fear of the storm: And art thoy Yet a tailor might scratch her where-e'er she did itch: 'scap'd !
living, Stephano ? O Stephano, two Neapolitan Then to sea boys, and let her
Ste. Pr’ythce, do not turn me about ; my
stomach is not constant. This is a scurvy tune too : But here's
Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not [Drinks.
sprites. Cal. Do not torment me: 0! Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? I will kneel to him.
That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men
Ste. How did'st thou 'scape? How cam'si of Inde ? Ha! I have not scap'd drowning, to be thou hither ? swear by this bottle, how thoy cam's afeard now of your four legs ; for it hath been said, hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot sailors heaved over-board, by this bottle ! which 1
1 To moe is to make mouths. “To make a moe like Chapman's version of the fourth Book of the Odyssey, an ape. Distorquere os. Rictum deducere.'_Baret. 2 Pricks is the ancient word for prickles.
The gea calves savour was 3 A bumbard is a black jack of leather, to hold
So passing sowre (they still being bred at seas) beer, &c.
It much afllicted us, for who can please 4 1. e. make a man's fortune. Thus in A Midsum.
To lie by one of these same sea-bred whales." mer Night's Dream
6 No impertinent hint to those who indulge in the con “We are all made men."
stant use of wine. When it is necessary for them ast And in the old comedy of Ram Alley
medicine, it produces no effect.
7. Any sum, ever so much, an ironical expression in «She's a wench
plying that he would get as much as he could for him. Was born to make us all."
Ś Shakspeare gives his characters appropriate lan. 5 A gaberdine was a coarse outer garment. “Aguage, “ They belch forth proverbs in their drink," shepherd's pell, 1rock, or gaberdine, such a coarse long " Good liquor will make a cat speak," and "he who jacket as our porters wear over the rest of their gar- eats with the devil had need of a long spoon.". The last ments,” says Cotgrave. " A kind of rough cassock or is again used in The Comedy of Errors, Act iv. Sc. ? frock like an Irish mantle,” says Philips. It is from 9 Siege for stool, and iri the dirtiest sense of the the low Latin Galrardina, whence the French Galrar. | word. din and Gaban. One would almost think Shakspeare 10 The best account of the moon calf may be found ir bad been acquainted with the following passage in Drayton's poem with that villa
made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands,
ACT IIL since I was cast a-shore.
Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to-be thy true SCENE I.-Before Prospero's Cell. Enter FER subject; for the liquor is not earthly.
DINAND, bearing a Log. Ste. Here ; swear then how thou escap'dst.
Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can Fer. There be some sports are painful; and swim like a duck, I'll be swnrn.
their labour Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou canst Delight in them sets off:s some kinds of baseness swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. Are nobly undergone ; and most poor matters Trin. O Stephano, hast any more of this?
Point to rich ends. This my mean task
And makes my labours pleasures : 0, she is
Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was And he's composed of harshness.' I must removo the man in the moon,? when time was.
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore Upon a sore injunction: My sweet mistress thee; my mistress shewed me thee, and thy dog, Weeps when she sees me work; and and thy bush.
baseness Ste. Come, swear to that : kiss the book : I will Had ne'er like executor, I forget : furnish it anon with new contents : swear.
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my la Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow
bours; monster :-1 aseard of him?-a very weak mon- Most busy-less, when I do it. ster:--The man i' the moon ?-a most poor credulous monster :-Well drawn, monster, in good
Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance. sooth.
Alas, now! pray you, Cal. r'n shew thee every fertile inch o' the Work not so hard : I would, the lightning had
Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile ! And I will kiss thy foot: I pr’ythee, be.
Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this burns, Trin. By this light, a 'most perfidious, and "Twill weep for having wearied you: My father drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll rob Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself; his bottle.
He's safe for these three hours. Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy For.
O most dear mistress, subject.
The sun will set, before I shall discharge Ste. Come on then ; down, and swear.
What I must strive to do. Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this pups Mira.
If you'll sit down, py-headed monster: A most scurvy monster! Trn bear your logs the while : Pray, give me that; could find in my heart to beat him,
I'll carry it to the pile. Ste. Come, kiss,
No, precious creature ;
Than you should such dishonour undergo,
It would become mo I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
As well as it does you: and I should do it
With much more ease ; for my good will is to it,
Poor worm ! thou art infected ; Trin. A most ridiculous monster; to make a This visitation shews it. wonder of a poor drunkard.
You look wearily; Cal. I pr’ythee, let me bring thee where crabs
Fer. No, noble mistress ; 'tis fresh morning with grow;
me, And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; When you are by at night. I do beseech you, Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct theo how
(Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers,) To snare the nimble marmozet ; I'll bring thee
What is your name ? To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee
Miranda :-0 my father, Young sea-mells from the rock. Wilt thou go I have broke your hest' to say so ! with me?
Admir'd Miranda ! Ste. I pr’ythee now, lead the way, without any Indeed, the top of admiration ; worth more talking.–Trinculo, the king and all our com- What's dearest to the world!' Full many a lady pany else being drowned, we will inherit here. I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time Here; bear my bottle. Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage : i. him by and by again.
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Cal. Farewell, master ; farewell, farewell. Have I lik'd several women ; never any'
(Sings drunkenly. With so full soul, but some defect in hor Trin. A howling monster ; a drunken monster. Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd, Oal. No more dams fu make for fish;
And put it to the foil : But you, O you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
of every creature's best.'
3 A smaller species of sea-gulls.
4 Pope changed and to but here, without authority
we must read and in the sense of and yet, Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! hey-day,
5 Molliter austerum studio fullente laborem.--Hor.
Sat. ii. 1. 2.
“ The labour we delight in physics pain."
Tibull. lib. iv. el. 13. come down from heaven.
7 See Note 27, p. 26. 8 See Note 37, p. 31. 2 The reader may consult a curious note on this pas. 9 In the first book of Sidney's Arcadia, a lover says sage in Mr. Douce's very interesting Illustrations of of his mistress : Shakspeare ; where it is observed that Dante makes
“She is hersell of best things the collection." Cain the man in the moon with his bundle of sticks; or in other words describes the moon by the periphrasis In the third book there is a fable which may hayo boen • Caino e le spine."
lin Shakspeare's mind.
my lord ?
I do not know
Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee ; One of my sex; no woman's face remember, thy eyes are almost set in thy head. Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen Trin. Where should they be set else? he were More that I may call men, than you, good friend, a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. And my dear father : how features are abroad, Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,
in sack : for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I (The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-andAny companion in the world but you ;
thirty leagues, off and on, by this light.—Thou Nor can imagination form a shape,
shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or iny standard. Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle
Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no Something too wildly, and my father's precepts standard. I therein do forget.
Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. Fer.
I am, in my con lition, Trin. Nor go neither : but you'll lie, like dogs ; A prince, Miranda ; I do think, a king;
and yet say nothing neither. (I would, not so !) and would no more endure Sie. Moon-cal', speak once in thy life, if thou This wooden slavery, than to suffer
buest a good moon-calf. The flesh-fly blow my mouth.- -Hear my soul Cal. How does thy honour ? Let me lick thy speak;
shoe : I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. The very instant that I saw you, did
Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am My heart fly to your service; there resides,
to justie a constable: Why, thou deTo make me slave to it; and, for
boshed fish thou, was there ever man a coward, Am I this patient log-man.
that hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt Mira.
Do you love me? thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and Fer. O heaven, Ó' earth, bear witness to this half a monster? sound,
Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, And crown what I profess with kind event, If I speak true ; if hollowly, invert
Trin. Lord, quoth he !-that a monster should Whai best is boded me to mischief! I,
be such a natural ! Beyond all limit of what else' i' the world,
Cal. Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I pr’ythee. Do love, prize, honour you.
Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; Mira.
I am a fool, if you prove a mutineer, the next tres—The poor To weep at what I am glad of.?
monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indige, Pro.
Fair encounter nity. Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be On that which breeds between them!
pleas'd to hearken once again to the suit I made Fer.
Wherefore weep you? thee ? Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not Ste. Marry will I: kneel, and repeat it; I will offer
stand, and so shall Trinculo. What I desire to give ; and much less take, What I shall die to want: But this is trifling;
Enter ARIEL, invisible. And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning! tyrant; a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath chealed And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! me of this island. I am your wife, if you will marry me;
Ari. Thou liest, If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow3 Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou ! You may deny me; but I'll be your servant, I would, my valiant master would destroy theo : Whether you will or no.
I do not lie. Fer.
My mistress, dearest, Ste. Trincylo, if you trouble him any more in And I thus humble ever.
his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your Mira:
My husband then ?
teeth. Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing
Why, I said nothing. As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand.
Ste. Mum then, and no more.
ore.-[T. CALIBán.] Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: and now Proceed. farewell,
Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle : Till half an hour hence,
From me he got it. If thy greatness will : Fer. A thousand! thousand !
Revenge it on him-for, I know, thou dar'st ; (Exeunt Fer, and Mır. But this thing dare not. Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,
Ste. That's most certain Who are surpris'd with all ; but my rejoicing Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. At nothing can be more. I'll to my book;
Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst For yet, ere supper time, must I perform thou bring me to the party? Much business appertaining.
[Exit. Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield hin theo
asleep, SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Enter Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head. STEPHANO and TRINCULO; CALIBAN following
Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not. with a Bottle.
Cal. What a pied' ninny's this? Thou scurvy Ste. Tell not me;—when the butt is out, we
patch! will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, up, and board 'em: Servant-monster, drink to me.
And take his bottle from him : when that's gone, Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! He shall drink nought but brine ; for I'll not shew They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are
him three of them; if the other two be brained like us,
Where the quick freshess are. the state totters.
Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger: ine" 1 What else, for whatsoever else.
apposite passage from Catullus ; but, as Mr. Douce 2 Steevens observes justly that this is one of those remarks, Shakspeare had more probably the pathetic souches of nature which distinguish Shakspeare from old poem of The Nut Brown Maid in his recollection. all other writers. There is a kindred thought in Romeo ed; following the sound of the French originalo per
4 Deboshed, this is the old orthography of debauch. and Juliet ; “ Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring !
altering the spelling we have departed from the proper Your tributary drops belong to wo",
pronunciation of the word. Which you mistaking offer up to joy."
5 He calls him a pied ninny,'alluding to Trinculo!
party-coloured dress, he was a licensed fool or jester 11. e. your companion Malone has cited a very o 'Quick freshes are living springs.