I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,
Thou wondrous man.

Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard!

Cal. I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs°

crat apples:

grow;
And I with my long nails will dig the pig-nuts;
Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how
To snare the nimble marmoset; I'll bring thee

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clustering filberts, and sometimes I'll get

To

thee

and
nazel-nuts

нази

Young scamels from, the rock. Wilt thou go with

me?

shell firs

Ste. I prithee 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 fill him by and by again.

Cal. [Sings drunkenly]

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Farewell, master; farewell, farewell! Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster! No more dams I'll make for fish;

Cal.

Nor fetch in firing

At requiring;

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Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish:
'Ban, 'Ban, Cacaliban

Has a new master:

get a new man.°

Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom, hey-day, freedom!

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Ste. O brave monster! Lead the way. [Exeunt.

о

Fer. There be some sports are painful, and their labor

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 odious, but

The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead,
And makes my labors pleasures: O, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed,
And he's composed of harshness. I must remove

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Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up, 10 Upon a sore injunction: my sweet mistress.

Weeps when she sees me work, and says, such base

ness

Had never like executor. I forget:

But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labors, Most busy lest, when I do it.

Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance,

unseen.

Mir.

Alas, now, pray you, 15

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 this burns,
"Twill weep for having wearied you. My father
Is hard at study; pray, now, rest yourself;
He's safe for these three hours.

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O most dear mistress,

Fer.
The sun will set before I shall discharge
What I must strive to do.

Mir.

If you'll sit down,

I'll bear your logs the while: pray, give me that;

I'll carry it to the pile.

No, precious creature;

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Fer.

I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
Than you should such dishonor undergo,
While I sit lazy by.

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, —

Admired Miranda!

Indeed the top of admiration! worth

What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard, and many a time 40
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues

Have I liked several women; never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed,
And put it to the foil°: but you, O you,
So perfect and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best!

Mir.

I do not know

One of my sex; no woman's face° remember,

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Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen 50
More that I may call men than you, good friend,
And my dear father: how features are abroad,
I am skilless 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
I therein do 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 to suffer

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to

The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak: The very instant that I saw you, did