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Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr’ythee stand further off.
Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too.
Ste. Stand further.—Come, proceed.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him I'the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him, Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his wezand with thy knife : Remember, First to possess his books; for without them He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not One spirit to command: They all do hate him, As rootedly as I: Burn but his books ; He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them,) Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal, And that most deeply to consider, is The beauty of his daughter; he himself Calls her a non-pareil : I ne'er saw woman, But only Sycorax my dam, and she; But she as far surpasseth Sycorax, As greatest does least.
Ste. Is it so brave a lass?
Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood.
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 ?
Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee: but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.
Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep;
Ste. Ay, on mine honour.
Cal. Thou mak’st me merry: I am full of pleasure;
Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings.
Flout 'em, and skout 'em ; and skout 'em, and flout 'em; Thought is free. Cal. That's not the tune.
[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 No-body.
Ste. If thou beest a man, shew 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 :Mercy upon us !
Cal. Art thou afeard ?
Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing.
Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.
Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and after do our work.
Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow.-I would, I could see this taborer: he lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano.
SCENE III.- Another part of the Island.
Enter Alonso, Sebastian, ANTONIO, GONZALO,
ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.
Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
[Aside to SEBASTIAN. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose That you
resolv'd to effect. Seb. The next advantage Will we take thoroughly.
Ant. Let it be to-night ;
Seb. I say, to-night: no more.
Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, invi
sible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart.
Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!
Ant. I'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie, Though fools at home condemn them.
Gon. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say, I saw such islanders, (For, certes, these are people of the island,) Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of Our human generation you shall find Many, nay, almost any.
Pro. Honest lord,
Thou hast said well; for some of you
there present, Are worse than devils.
Alon. I cannot too much muse, Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing (Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse. Pro. Praise in departing.
[ Aside. Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
Seb. No matter, since They have left their viands behind ; for we have sto
Alon. Not I.
boys, Who would believe that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at
Alon. I will stand to, and feed,
Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel, like a harpy, claps
his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes.
Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny