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an ander, that has lately fuffer'd by a thunder- of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul bet. Abe! the storm is come again: my best speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my why is to creep under his gaberdine1; there is no bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: ther thelber hereabout: Mifery acquaints a man Come-5 Amen! I will pour fome in thy other with strange bedfellows: I will here throud, till mouth.

the dregs of the storm be past.

Enter Stephans finging, a bottle in bis band. Ste. Ibull no more to sea, to sea,

To

Here shall I dye afore,

Trin. Stephano,—

Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! This is a devil, and no monfter: I will leave him; I have no long spoon.

Trin. Stephano!--if thou beeft Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo;-be not afraid,-thy good friend Trinculo.

Ste. If thou beeft Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the leffer legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: How cam'it thou to be the fiege 7 of this moon-calf? can he vent Trinculos?

This is a very fcurvy tune to fing at a man's funeral: Well, here's my comfort. [Drinks Timofer, the fwabber, the boatswain and I, and his mate, Loo'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, But none of us car'd for Kate: For the bad a tongue with a tang, Would cry to a failer, Go, bang: Sie lai'd not the favour of tar nor of pitch, [itch: Yita taylor might feratch her where-e'er he did ftroke:-But art thou not drown'd, Stephano? I Then to fea, boys, and let her go hang. hope now, thou art not drown'd. Is the ftorm This is a fcurvy tune too: But here's my comfort. over-blown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's [Drinks. gaberdine, for fear of the ftorm: And art thou |living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans

C. Do not torment me: Oh!

Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder

Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not conftant.

S%. What's the matter? have we devils here ?¦'scap'd! Do you put tricks upon us with favages, and men of Inde! Ha! I have not 'cap'd drowning to be aired now of your four legs; for it hath been faid, As proper a man as ever went upon four legs, cannot make him give ground: and it fhall be faid fo again, while Stephano breathes at noftrils.

Cal. The fpirit torments me: Oh!

Sr. This is fome monster of the ifle, with four len; who has got, as I take it, an ague: Where the devil thould he learn our language? I will give La fome 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 prefent for any emperor that ever tud on neats-leather.

Ca. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; I'll bring Er wood home fafter.

Str. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the vifeft: He shall taste of my bottle: if he never drank wine afore, it will go near to remove Loft: if I can recover him, and keep him tame,

Cal. These be fine things, an if they he not sprights.
That's a brave god, and bears celeftial liquor:
I will kneel to him.

Ste. How did't thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? fwear, by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. I efcap'd upon a butt of fack, which the failors heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, fince I was caft a-shore.

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

Ste. Here; fwear then, how efcap'dft thou? Trin. Swom a-fhore, man, like a duck; I can fwim like a duck, I'll be fworn.

Ste. Here, kifs the book: Though thou can't fwim like a duck, thou art made like a goofe.

Trin. O Stephano, haft any more of this? Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by the fea-fide, where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf? how does thine ague?

Cal. Haft thou not dropp'd from heaven? Ste. Out o' the moon, I do aflure thee: I was the man in the moon, when time was.

Cal. I have feen thee in her, and I do adore thee: my mistress fhew'd me thee, and thy dog and thy buth.

Ste. Come, fwear to that; kifs the book: I will furnish it anon with new contents: fwear. Trin. By this good light, this is a very thallow

Tris. I should know that voice: It should be,-
Br he is drown'd; and thefe are devils: O! de-monster :--I afraid of him ?-a very weak mon-
Send me -

fter:-The man i' the moon ?---a most poor creC. Four legs, and two voices; a moft delicate dulous moniter:-Well drawn, moniter, in good Docter! Hs forward voice now is to fpeak well footh.

A gaberdine is properly the coarfe frock or outward garment of a peafant, and is fill by the peasants in Suffex. 2 i. e, any fum, or ever fo much, 3 Tremor is always xprefented as the effect of being poffefs'd by the devil. 4 Alluding to an old powerb, that good liquor will make a cat speak. 5 Means, top your draught. 6 Alluding to the perb, A long boon to eat with the devil, 7 Siege fignifies flool in every fenfe of the word, and is are fed in the dirtieft,

Ca.

Cal. I'll fhew thee every fertile inch o' the ifle; | Shew thee a jay's neft, and instruct thee how And I will kifs thy foot: I pr'ythee, be my god. To fnare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring theo Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken To clust'ring filberds, and fometimes I'll get thee moniter; when his god's afleep, he'll rob his bottle. Young fcamels from the rock: Wilt thou g Cal. I'll kifs thy foot: I'll fwear myfelf thy fubwith me? Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. [ject. Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any Trin. I fhall laugh myself to death at this puppy-more talking-Trinculo, the king and all our comheaded monster: A moft fcurvy monfter! Ipany being drown'd, we will inherit here.— could find in my heart to beat him,

Ste. Come, kifs.

Trin. But that the poor monster's in drink: An abominable monster !

Cal. I'll fhew thee the beft fprings; I'll pluck
thee berries;

I'll fish for thec, and get thee wood enough.
A plague upon the tyrant that I ferve!

I'll bear him no more fticks, but follow thee,
Thou wond'rous man.

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

[grow; Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts;

Here; bear my bottle! Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again.

Cal. [Sings drunkenly.] Farewell mafter; fare-
well, farewell.

Trin. A howling monfter; a drunken monster.
Cal. No more dams I'll make for fifb;
Nor fetch in firing

At requiring,

Nor fcrape trencher, nor wash dish;
Ban' Ban', Ca--Caliban

Has a new mafier-Get a new Man.

Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom, hey-day, freedom!

Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt,

Mira, It would become me

As well as it does you: and I fhould do it
With much more eafe; for my good will is to it,
And yours it is against.

Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected;
This vifitation fhews it.

Delight in them fets off: fome kinds of hafeness
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 ferve, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours pleasures: 0, the is
Ten times more gentle, than her father's crabbed;
And he's compos'd of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up,
Upon a fore injunction: My fweet mistress
Weeps when the fees me work; and fays, fuch
Had ne'er like executor. I forget: [bafenefs
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my la-I
Moft bufy-lefs, when I do it.
[bours;

Enter Miranda, and Profpero at a difiance.
Mira. Alas, now! pray you,

Work not fo hard: I would, the lightning had
Burnt up thofe logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile!
Pray, fet it down, and reft you: when this burns,
'Twill weep for having weary'd you: My father
Is hard at study; pray now, reft yourself;
He's fafe for these three hours.

For. O moft dear mistress,

The fun will fet before 1 fhall discharge

What I must strive to do.

Mira. If you'll fit down,

Mira. You look wearily.

Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me,

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

Mira. Miranda :-- my father, have broke your hest 2 to say fo! 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 bett regard; and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for feveral virtues
Have I lik'd feveral women; never any
With fo full foul, but fome defect in her
Did quarrel with the nobleft grace fhe ow'd,
And put it to the foil: but you, o you,
So perfect, and fo peerlefs, are created
Of every creature's best.

Mira. I do not know

I'll bear your logs the while: Pray, give me that; One of my fex; no woman's face remember,
I'll carry 't to the pile.

Save, from my glafs, mine own; nor have I fee

1 Mr. Steevens fuppofes, that, by an error of the prefs, fiamel has been here substituted for framell, a fpecies of bird mestioned by Willoughby.. 2 For beheft, or command.

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to me.

Trin. Servant-monfter the folly of this island! They fay there's but five upon this ifle: we are three of them; if the other two be brain'd like us, the itate totters.

More that I may call men, than you, good friend, bear up, and board 'em: Servant-monster, drink
And my dear father: how features are abroad,
Im killeis of; but, by my modeity,
(The jewel in my dower) I would not with
A companion in the world but you;
Nor can imagination form a shape,
Belides yourself, to like of: But I prattle
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts

I therein do forget.

Fer. I am, in my condition,

A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;

Ste. Drink, fervant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes are almoft fet in thy head.

Trin. Where should they be fet elfe? he were a brave monster indeed, if they were fet in his tail. Ste. My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue il wood, not fo!) and would no more endure in fack: for my part, the fea cannot drown me : The wooden slavery, than I would suffer [speak;—I fwam, ere I could recover the shore, five-andThe deh-dy blow my mouth:--Hear my foul thirty leagues, off and on, by this light.--Thou The very inftant that I faw you, did

My heart fly to your fervice; there refides,
To make me flave to it; and, for your fake,
Am I this patient log-man.

Mira. Do you love me?

Fr. Oheaven, o earth, bear witness to this found,
And crown what I profeís with kind event,
It I speak true; if hollowly, invert

What beft is boded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mira. I am a fool,

To weep at what I am glad of.

Pr. Fair encounter

thalt be my lieutenant, monfter, or my standard.

Trin. Your lieutenant, if you lift; he's no ftandard 2.

Ste. We'll not run, monfieur monster.

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 beeft a good moon-calf.

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy fhoe: I'll not ferve him, he is not valiant.

Trin. Thou lyft, most ignorant monster; I am in cafe to justle a conftable: Why, thou debosh'd3 fifh thou, was there ever a man a coward, that hath drunk fo much fack as 1 to-day? Wilt thou

Of two moft rare affections! Heavens rain grace tell a monftrous lie, being but half a fifh, and half Other which breeds between them!

For. Wherefore weep you?

Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer
What I defire to give; and much less take,
What I fhall die to want: But this is trifling;
And all the more it feeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk it fhews. Hence, bathful cunning
And prompt me, plain and holy innocence!
I am your wife, if you will marry me;
If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me; but I'll be your fervant,
Whether you will or no.

Fr. My miftrefs, deareft,

And I this humble ever.
Mora. My husband then?

Fr. 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
TI Sf an hour hence.

Fr. A thousand, thousand!

a monfter?

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me; wilt thou let him, my lord?

Trin. Lord, quoth he!--that a monster should be fuch 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 treeThe poor monfter's my fubject, and he shall not futter indignity.

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

Ste. Marry will I: kneel, and repeat it; I will ftand, and fo fhall Trinculo.

Enter Ariel invisible.

Cal. As I told thee before, I am fubject to a [farewell, tyrant; a forcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated [Excunt.me of the inland.

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Who are furpriz'd with all; but my rejoicing A: nothing can be more. I'll to my book; For yet, ere fupper-time, muft I perform Mach bufinefs appertaining.

[Exit.

Eu Callan, Stephano, and Trinculo, with a bottle. Ste. Tell not me ;-when the butt is out, we ★ drink water; not a drop before: therefore

* Companion.

Ari. Thou lyft.

2 Meaning he is fo much intoxicated, as not to be able to ftand. The ible between standard an ensign, and standard a fruit-tree, that grows without fupport, is evadent. 3 Debauched.

From

Aion. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with wearinefs, To the dulling of my fpirits: fit down and reft. [rant, Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd, and I will be king and queen; (fave our graces!), Whom thus we ftray to find; and the fea mocks and Trinculo and thyfelf fhall be vice-roys :-Dost | Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go. thou like the plot, Trinculo? Ant. [Afide to Sebaftian.] I am right glad that he's fo out of hope.

Alluding to the ftriped, or fool's coat worn by Trinculo, who in the ancient dramatis perfonc is called after, and not a fullor. 2 Means probably to difmifs it trippingly from the tongue. 3 The provincial mode in Staffordshire and the adjoining counties of pronouncing the word afraid. 4 i. c. The diminutive only of our lady, i. e. ladykin.

Alon. I will ftand to, and feed,
Although my laft; no matter, fince I feel
The beft is paft:--Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand to, and do as we.

Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harpy;
claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint
device, the banquet vanij, es.

Ari. You are three men of fin, whom destiny,
(That hath to inftrument this lower world,
And what is in 't) the never-furfeited fea
Hath caufed to belch up; and on this ifland
Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men
Being must unfit to live. I have made you mad;
And even with fuch like valour men hang and drown
Their proper felves. [Alonfo, Sebaftian, and the ref
Ye fools! I and my fellows [draw their words.
Are minifters of fate; the elements
Of whom your fwords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemock't-at ftabs
Kill the ftill-clofing waters, as diminish

There is one tree, the phanix' throne; one phoenixOne dow le that's in my plume; my fellow-minifters

They have left their viands behind; for we have fto-
Wt pleafe you taste of what is here?

4. Not L
[were boys,
Ga. Faith, fir, you need not fear: When we
Who would believe that there were mountaineers,
Dev-lapp'd like bulls, whofe throats had hanging at
Willets of fleth? or that there were fuch men, ['em
Whole heads stood in their breafts4? which now
we find,

Euch patter out on five for one 5, will bring us
Good warrant of.

Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt,
Your fwords are now too maily for your strengths,
And will not be uplifted: But remember,
(For that's my business to you) that you three
From Milan did fupplant good Profpero;
Expos'd unto the fea, which hath requit it,
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the feas and fhores, yea, all the creatures
Against your peace: Thee, of thy fon, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Ling'ring perdition (worfe than any death
Can be at once) fhall ftep by step attend

You, and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from
(Which here, in this moft defolate ifle, elfe falls
Upon your heads) is nothing, but heart's forrow,
And a clear 7 life enfuing.

He vanishes in thunder: then to foft music, enter the
fhapes again, and dance with mops and mores,
and carry out the table.

Pro.[Afide] Bravely the figure of this harpy haft thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had devouring;
Of my inftruction haft thou nothing 'bated,
In what thou hadst to fay: fo, with good life,
And obfervation ftrange, my meaner minifters
Their feveral kinds have done: my high charms work,
And thefe, mine enemies, are all knit up
In their diftractions: they now are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, whilft I vifit
Young Ferdinand (whom they fuppofe is drown'd)
And his and my lov'd darling.

[Exit Profpero from above.
Gan. I' the name of fomething holy, fir, why
In this ftrange ftare?
[stand you

1 Shows, called drolleries, were in Shakspeare's time performed by puppets only. 1 Certain.lv. 3 Admire. 4 Our author might have had this intelligence from the tranflation of P. b. V. ch. 8. "The Blemmyi, by report, have no heads, but mouth and eics both in their bres 5 This paffage alludes to an ancient forgotten cuftom, now very obfcure, when it was camary for those who engaged in long expeditions, to piace out a fum of money on condition of eving great intereft for it at their return home. Bailey, in his Dictionary, fays, that doule is atrader, or rather the fingle particles of the down. 7 Blameless, innocent. 8 To map and to mr feem to have the fame meaning, i. c. to make mouths or wry faces. 9 With honeft alacrity, or

Alon.