ACT 3, SCENE 2: Another part of the island.


STEPHANO: 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.

TRINCULO: Servant-monster! the folly of this island!
They say there's but five upon this isle: we are three                       [5]
of them; if th' other two be brained like us, the state

STEPHANO: Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee:
thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

TRINCULO: Where should they be set else? he were a                               [10]
brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.

STEPHANO: 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                            [15]
lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

TRINCULO: Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no

STEPHANO: We'll not run, Monsieur Monster.

TRINCULO: Nor go neither; but you'll lie like dogs                                     [20]
and yet say nothing neither.

STEPHANO: Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou
beest a good moon-calf.

CALIBAN: How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe.
I'll not serve him; he is not valiant.                                                      [25]

TRINCULO: Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am
in case to justle a constable. Why, thou deboshed
fish thou, was there ever 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?                 [30]

CALIBAN: Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him,
my lord?

TRINCULO: 'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should
be such a natural!

CALIBAN: Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prithee.                                  [35]

STEPHANO: 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

CALIBAN: I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased                             [40]
to hearken once again to the suit I made to thee?

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

Enter ARIEL, invisible.

CALIBAN: As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant,
A sorcerer, that by his cunning hath                                                     [45]
Cheated me of the island.

ARIEL: Thou liest.

CALIBAN: Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou:
I would my valiant master would destroy thee!
I do not lie.                                                                                                   [50]

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

TRINCULO: Why, I said nothing.

STEPHANO: Mum, then, and no more. Proceed.

CALIBAN: I say, by sorcery he got this isle;                                                      [55]
From me he got it. If thy greatness will
Revenge it on him,--for I know thou darest,
But this thing dare not,--

STEPHANO: That's most certain.

CALIBAN: Thou shalt be lord of it and I'll serve thee.                                 [60]

STEPHANO: How now shall this be compassed?
Canst thou bring me to the party?

CALIBAN: Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep,
Where thou mayst knock a nail into his bead.

ARIEL: Thou liest; thou canst not.                                                                     [65]

CALIBAN: What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch!
I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows
And take his bottle from him: when that's gone
He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show him
Where the quick freshes are.                                                                   [70]

STEPHANO: Trinculo, run into no further danger:
interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this
hand, I'll turn my mercy out o' doors and make a
stock-fish of thee.

TRINCULO: Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go                                     [75]
farther off.

STEPHANO: Didst thou not say he lied?

ARIEL: Thou liest.

STEPHANO: Do I so? take thou that.
As you like this, give me the lie another time.                                   [80]

TRINCULO: I did not give the lie. Out o' your wits
and bearing too? A pox o' your bottle! this can sack
and drinking do. A murrain on your monster, and
the devil take your fingers!

CALIBAN: Ha, ha, ha!                                                                                          [85]

STEPHANO: Now, forward with your tale.
Prithee, stand farther off.

CALIBAN: Beat him enough: after a little time
I'll beat him too.

STEPHANO:                           Stand farther. Come, proceed.

CALIBAN: Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him,                               [90]
I' th' afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain him,
Having first seized 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                                        [95]
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 a house, he'll deck withal                                 [100]
And that most deeply to consider is
The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a nonpareil: I never saw a woman,
But only Sycorax my dam and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax                                                           [105]
As great'st does least.

STEPHANO:                           Is it so brave a lass?

CALIBAN: Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant.
And bring thee forth brave brood.

STEPHANO: Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter
and I will be king and queen--save our graces!--and                      [110]
Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou like
the plot, Trinculo?

TRINCULO: Excellent.

STEPHANO: Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee;
but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.                   [115]

CALIBAN: Within this half hour will he be asleep:
Wilt thou destroy him then?

STEPHANO:                           Ay, on mine honour.

ARIEL: This will I tell my master.

CALIBAN: Thou makest me merry; I am full of pleasure:
Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch                                             [120]
You taught me but while-ere?

STEPHANO: At thy request, monster, I will do reason,
any reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing.
Flout 'em and scout 'em
And scout 'em and flout 'em                                                                   [125]
Thought is free.

CALIBAN: That's not the tune.

[Ariel plays the tune on a tabour and pipe.]

STEPHANO: What is this same?

TRINCULO: This is the tune of our catch, played by the
picture of Nobody.                                                                                     [130]

STEPHANO: If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy
likeness: if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list.

TRINCULO: O, forgive me my sins!

STEPHANO: He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee.
Mercy upon us!                                                                                           [135]

CALIBAN: Art thou afeard?

STEPHANO: No, monster, not I.

CALIBAN: Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments                                 [140]
Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked,                                      [145]
I cried to dream again.

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

CALIBAN: When Prospero is destroyed.

STEPHANO: That shall be by and by: I remember the                                 [150]

TRINCULO: The sound is going away; let's follow it,
and after do our work.

STEPHANO: Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I
could see this taborer; he lays it on.                                                       [155]

TRINCULO: Wilt come? I'll follow,


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