Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: And now

farewel,

Till half an hour hence.

Fer. A thousand, thousand!

[Exeunt.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, "Who are surpriz'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.

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[Exit."

SCENE II.

Another Part of the Island. Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, 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 'em: 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 brain'd like us, the state totters.

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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 drown'd his tongue in sack for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I swäm, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues,

leagues, off and on, by this light. Thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

130 Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard. Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.

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

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou be'st 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 ly'st, most ignorant monster; I am in case to justle a constable: why, thou debosh'd fish thou, was there ever a 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? 143 Cal. Lo, how he mocks me; wilt thou let him, my lord?

Trin. Lord, quoth he! -that a monster should be such 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 monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity.

Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once again to the suit I made to thee?

Ste. Marry will I kneel, and repeat it; I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.

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Enter

Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant; a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island.

Ari. Thou lyst. T

Cal. Thou ly'st, thou jesting monkey, thou; 160 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.] Pro-ceed.

Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; From me he got it. If thy greatness will Revenge it on him' (for, I know, thou dar'st,

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Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.. Ste. How now shall this be compass'd? Canst thou bring me to the party?

Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou ly'st, thou canst not.

Cal. What a py'd ninny's this? Thou scurvy patch!

I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,

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And take his bottle from him: when that's gone,
He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not shew him

Where

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 stockfish of thee.

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

Ste. Didst thou not say, he ly'd?

Ari. Thou ly'st.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that.

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[Beats him, As you like this, give me the lie another time.

Trin. I did not give thee the lie:-Out o' your wits, and hearing too?A pox of 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,

I'll beat him too.

Ste. Stand further.-Come, proceed.

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Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him I' the afternoon to sleep there thou may'st brain him, Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his wezand with thy knife: Remember, First to possess his books: for without them He's but a sot, as I am; nor hath not One spirit to command: They all do hate him, As rootedly as I: Burn but his books;

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