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This is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon.

Trin. Stephano !-if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me ; for I am Trinculo ;-be not afeard,--thy good friend Trinculo.

Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs : if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: How cam’st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf ? can he vent Trinculos ?

Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunderstroke:-But art thou not drowned, Stephano ? I hope now,

thou art not drowned. Is the storm over-blown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: And art thou living, Stephano ? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd !

Ste. Pr’ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant.

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : I will kneel to him.

Ste. How did'st thou 'scape? How cam’st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam’st hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved over-board, by this bottle ! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast ashore.

Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy True subject; for the liquor is not earthly.

Ste. Hear; swear then how thou escap'dst.

Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn.

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Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou can't swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose.

Trin. O Stephano, hast any more of this ?

Ste. The whole butt, man ; my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, mooncalf? how does thine ague ?

Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven?

Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man in the moon, when time was.

Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee; My mistress shewed me thee, thy dog, and bush.

Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I will furnish it anon with new contents : swear.

Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow monster :-I afeard of him?-a very weak monster :- The man i' the moon ?-a most poor credulous monster :Well drawn, monster, in good sooth.

Cal. I'll shew thee every fertile inch o' the island; And kiss thy foot: I pr’ythee, be my god.

Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle.

Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject. Ste. Come on then; down, and swear.

Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppyheaded monster : A most scurvy monster ! I could find in my heart to beat him,

Ste. Come, kiss.

Trin. —but that the poor monster's in drink : An abominable monster! Cal. I'll shew thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee

berries; I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. A plague upon the tyrant that I serve !

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

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

Cal. I pr’ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grow; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee To clus’tring 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 fill him by and by again. Cal. Farewell, master ; farewell, farewell.

[Sings drunkenly. 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, Ca-Caliban,
Has a new master-Get a new man.

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

day, freedom ! Ste. O brave monster ! lead the way [Exeunt.

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 composed 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 éxecutor. I forget : But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours : 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 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.

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 dishonour 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 shews 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 many a time

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