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.

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 swam, ere I could recover the shore, five and thirty leagues, off and on; by this light, thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Trin.

Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard.

Ste.

We'll not run, monsieur 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 beest good moon-calf.

Cal.

How does thy honour? let me lick thy shoe; I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

Trin.

Thou liest, 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?

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.

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 liest.

Cal.
Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou;
I would, my valiant master would destroy thee:
I do not lie.

Ste.

Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.

Trin.

Why, I said nothing.

Ste.

Mum then, and no more—[To Caliban.] proceed.

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,
But this thing dares not.—)

Ste.
That's most certain.

Cal.
Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.

Ste.

How now shall this be compast? 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 liest, thou canst not.

Cal.
What a py'd ninny's this!^{1 note}

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 stock-fish 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 liest.

Ste.
Do I so? take you that. [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.

Cal.
Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him
I'th' 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;
He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them)
Which when he has an house, he'll deck withal.
And that most deeply to consider, is
The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a non-pareil: I ne'er saw woman,
But only Sycorax my dam, and she:
But she as far surpasses Sycorax,
As greatest does the least.

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 liv'st, keep a good tongue in thy head.

Cal.
Within this half hour will he be asleep;
Wilt thou destroy him then?

Ste.
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 troul 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.

Flout 'em, and skout 'em; and skout 'em, and flout 'em; thought is free.

Cal.

That's not the tune.

Ste.

What is this same?

Trin.

This is the tune of our catch, plaid by the picture of no-body.

Ste.

If thou be'st a man, shew thyself in the likeness; if thou be'st a devil, take't as thou list.

Trin.

O, forgive me my sins!

Ste.

He that dies, pays all debts: I defie thee. Mercy upon us!

Cal.

Art thou afraid?

Ste.

No, monster, not I.

Cal.
Be not afraid; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not,
Sometimes a thousand twanging instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices;
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again; and then in dreaming,
The clouds, methought, would open, and shew riches
Ready to drop upon me; then when I wak'd,
I cry'd to dream again.

Ste.

This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my musick for nothing.

Cal.

When Prospero is destroy'd.

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 wou'd I could see this taborer. He lays it on.

Trin.

Wilt come? I'll follow Stephano.

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