And I, with my long nails, will dig thee pig-nuts;
Show thee a jay's best, and instruct thee how
To snare the nimble marmozet ; I'll bring thee
To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee
Young sea-mells from the rock. Wilt thou go with

me? Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any more talking.-Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drowned, we will inherit here Here; bear my bottle: Fellow Trinculo, we'll 611 him by and by again. Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell.

[Sings drunkenly. Trin. A bowling monster; a drunken monster. Cal. No more dams rll make for fish;

Nor fetch in firing

At requiring,
Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish ;

Bam,’Ban, Ca-Calibam,

Has a new master-Get a new man. Freedom, hey-day! hey.day, freedom : freedom,

hey-day, freedom! Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. (Ereunt.

ACT III.

SCENE I. Before Prospero's cell.

Enter Ferdinand, bearing a log. Fer. There be some sports are painful ; but their

labour Delight in them sets off : some kinds of baseness Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters

Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be
As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but
The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours pleasures : O, she 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 sore injunction : my sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such base.

ness Had ne'er like executor. I forget : But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my la.

bours; Most busy-less, when I do it.

Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance. Mira.

Alas, now! pray you, Work not so hard : I would, the lightning had Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile ! Pray set it down, and rest you: when tbis burns, 'Twill weep for having wearied you. My father Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself; He's safe for these three hours. Fer.

O most dear mistress,
The sun will set, before I shall discharge
What I must strive to do.
Mira.

If you'll sit down,
I'll bear your logs the while: pray give me that;
I'll carry it to the pile.
Fer.

No, precious creature:
I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
Than you should such disbonour undergo,
While I sit lazy by.
Mira.

It would become me
As well as it does you: and I should do it
With much more ease; for my good will is to it,
And yours against.
Pro.

Poor worm ! thou art infected; This visitation shows it.

Mira.

You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with

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

Miranda :-O my father,
I have broke your hest* to say so !
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 best regard ; and maoy a time
Tl:e harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I lik'd several women; never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'dt,
And put it to the foil : but you, O you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best.
Mira.

I do not know One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Save, from my glass, mine owp; nor have I seen More that I may call men, than you, good friend, And my dear father: how features are abroad, I am skill-less of: but by my modesty (The jewel in my dower), I would not wish Any companion in the world but you; Nor can imagination form a shape, Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle Something too wildly, and my father's precepts Therein forget.

Fer... I am, in my condition, A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; (I would, not so!) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than I would suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth.-Hear my soul speak; The very instant that I saw you, did

My heart fly to your service; there resides,
To make me slave to it; and, for your sake,
Am I this patient log-man.
Mira.

Do you love me?
Fer. O heaven, o earth, bear witness to this

sound,
And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
What best 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.
Pro. .

Fair encounter
Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace
Ou that which breeds between them!
Fer.

Wherefore weep you?
Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer
What I desire to give; and much less take,
What I shall die to want: But this is trifling';
And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful 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 servant,
Whether you will or no.
Fer.

My mistress, dearest,
And I thus humble ever.
Mira.

My husband then ?
Fer. Ay, with a heart as williog
As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand.
Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: And now

farewell, Till half an hour hence. Fer.

A thousand ! thousand !

[Ereunt Fer. and Mir. Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,

Sell,

Who are surpris'd with all ; but my rejoicing
At nothing can be more. I'll to my book;
For yet, ere supper time, must I perform
Much business appertaining.

[Erit.

SCENE II.

Another part of the Island.

Enter Stephano and Trinculo; Caliban following

with a bottle.

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? tbe folly of this island ! They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are three of them; if the other two be braiped 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 drowned 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 lieutetenant, monster, or my standard.

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

ard.

Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.

Trin. Nor go neither: but you'll lie, like dogs ;. aud yet say nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a 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