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'

wits, your and hearing too?—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 I' the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain

him,

8

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 a 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 surpasseth Sycorax,

As greatest does least.

Ste.

Is it so brave a lass?

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I war

rant,

And bring thee forth brave brood.

8 Throat.

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 viceroys:- 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?

Ste.

Ay, on mine honour. Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of plea

sure;

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 tabour and pipe. Ste. What is this same?

Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of No-body.

Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list. Trin. O, forgive me my sins!

Ste. 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.

Sometimes a thousand twangling 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 show

riches

Ready to drop upon me; that, 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 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. could see this taborer: he lays it on.

I would, I

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 9, 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, Who am myself attach'd with weariness,

To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd, Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks Our frustrate search on land: well, let him go. Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.

[Aside to SEBASTIAN. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolv'd to effect.

9 Our lady.

Seb.

The next advantage

Let it be to-night;

Will we take thoroughly.

Ant.

For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,

As when they are fresh.

I say, to-night: no more.

Seb. Solemn and strange musick; 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!

Gon. 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 At this hour reigning there.

Ant. I'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie, Though fools at home condemn them. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say I saw such islanders,

Gon.

(For, certes, these are people of the island,)

Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,
Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find

Many, nay, almost any.

Pro.

Honest lord,

Thou hast said well; for some of you there present

Are worse than devils.

Alon.

Aside.

I cannot too much muse.

1 Show.

Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound ex

pressing

(Although they want the use of tongue) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse.

They have left their viands behind; for we have

stomachs..

Will't please you taste of what is here?

Alon.

Not I. Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear: When we were boys,

Who would believe that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we

find,

Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us
Good warrant of.

Alon.

I will stand to, and feed,
Although my last: no matter, since I feel
The best is past:- Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand too, 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 vanishes.

Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to throw up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing ALON. SEB. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown