the next tree! The poor 40 if you prove a mutineer, monster's my subject and he shall not suffer indignity. Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased 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. Enter ARIEL, invisible Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island. 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. 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 darest, But this thing dare not, Ste. That's most certain. Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it and I 'll serve thee. Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party? Cal. Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep, 50 60 Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head. Cal. 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. Ste. 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. 70 Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I 'll 80 go farther off. Ste. Didst thou not say he lied? Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [Beats Trin.] As you like this, give me the lie another time. Trin. I did not give the lie. Out o' your wits and hearing too? A pox o' 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. Prithee, stand farther off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time I'll beat him too. Ste. Stand farther. Come, proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 't is a custom with him, I' th' afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain him, 90 Having first seized his books, or with a log He has brave utensils, for so he calls them, — The beauty of his daughter; he himself But she as far surpasseth Sycorax As great'st does least. Ste. Cal. Ay, lord. Is it so brave a lass? 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. 100 110 Ste. Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy 120 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 makest me merry; I am full of pleasure: Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch You taught me but while-ere? Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. any reason. Flout 'em and scout 'em And scout 'em and flout 'em; Thought is free. Cal. That's not the tune. [Sings. 130 [Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. Ste. What is this same? Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of Nobody. 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. He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. 140 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 I cried to dream again. Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music 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. I would I 160 could see this taborer; he lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. SCENE III- Another part of the island [Exeunt. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others Gon. By 'r lakin, 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. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose Seb. [Aside to Ant.] The next advantage Will we take throughly. Ant. [Aside to Seb.] Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they 10 |