Ste. Come, kiss. Trin. But that the poor monster's in drink. An abominable monster! Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries; I'll fish for thee and get thee wood enough. 165 A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a won der of a poor drunkard! Cal. I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow; 170 And I with my long nails will dig thee pig- Show thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how thee Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou me? 175 go with Ste. I prithee now, lead the way without any more talking. Trinculo, the King and all our company else being drown'd, we will inherit here. Here! bear my bottle. Fellow 180 Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again. Cal. (Sings drunkenly.) Farewell, master; farewell, farewell! Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster! Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish; Nor fetch in firing At requiring; Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish. 'Ban, 'Ban, Cacaliban Has a new master, get a new man. 185 Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! free- 190 dom, hey-day, freedom! Ste. O brave monster! Lead the way. Exeunt. ACT THIRD SCENE I [Before Prospero's cell.] Enter Ferdinand, bearing a log. Fer. There be some sports are painful, and their labour Delight in them sets off; some kinds of base ness 5 Are nobly undergone, and most poor matters And he's compos'd of harshness. I must remove Some thousands of these logs and pile them up, 10 Weeps when she sees me work, and says such Had never like executor. I forget; But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours, Most busy least, when I do it. 14 Enter Miranda; and Prospero [at a distance, unseen]. Alas, now, pray you, Mir. Fer. Mir. Fer. Mir. 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. father My Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself; 20 O most dear mistress, The sun will set before I shall discharge 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; I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonour undergo, While I sit lazy by. It would become me As well as it does you; and I should do it 24 With much more ease, for my good will is to it, And yours it is against. 30 Pros. Poor worm, thou art infected! This visitation shows it. Mir. You look wearily. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with Mir. Fer. Mir. me When you are by at night. I do beseech you - Miranda. O my father, I have broke your hest to say so! 35 Admir'd Miranda ! Indeed the top of admiration! worth 40 The harmony of their tongues hath into bond age Brought my too diligent ear; for several vir tues 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'd 45 I do not know One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen |