Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou; I would, my valiant master would destroy thee: 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.] Proseed. Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle ; From me he got it. If thy greatness will 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? Thou scurvy patch!- Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger: interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my merey out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee. Trin. Why, what did I ? I did nothing; I'll go further off. Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied? Ari. Thou liest. Ste. Do I so? Take thou that. [Strikes him. As you like this, give me the lie another time. 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.-Pry'thee, stand further off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too. Ste. Stand further.-Come, proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him One spirit to command: They all do hate him, He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them,) Ste. Is it so brave a lass? Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood. 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 vice-roys: Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo? Trin. Excellent. Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee: but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep; Wilt thou destroy him then? Sle Ay, on my honour. Ari. This will I tell my master. Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch. You taught me but while-ere? Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings. Flout 'em, and skout 'em; and skout 'em, and flout 'em; Thought is free. Cal. That's not the tune. [Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. Ste. What is this same? Trin. This is the tune of our catch, play'd by the picture of No-body. Ste. If thou beest a man, shew 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. Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises. Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. I cry'd to dream again. 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. SCENE III. Another part of the island. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco, and others. Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights and meanders! By your patience, I needs must rest me. Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. Ant. [Aside to Seb.] I am right glad that he's so out of hope. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolv'd to effect. Seb. Will we take thoroughly. Ant. The next advantage Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they As when they are fresh. Seb. I say, to night no more. Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet: they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, c. to eat, they depart. Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark! Son. 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 Ant. I'll believe both; And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie, Gon. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? (For, certes, these are people of the island,) Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Our human generation you shall find Many, nay, almost any. Thou hast said well; for some of you there present Alon. [Aside. I cannot too much muse, Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing (Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse. Pro. Fran. They vanish'd strangely., Seb. Praise in departing. [Aside. No matter, since They have left their viands behind; for we have stom achs. Will't please you taste of what is here? Alon. Not L Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear: When we were Who would believe, that there were mountaineers, |