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Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou As my soul prompts it:-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll Deservedly confind into this rock,

free thee Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. [on't Within two days for this. Col. You taught me language; and my profit


Most sure, the goddess Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you, On whom these airs attend!—Vouchsafe my prayer For learning me your language!

May know if you remain upon this island; Pro.

Hag-seed, hence! And that you will some good instruction give, Fetch us in fuel ; and be quick, thou

wert best, How I may bear me here: My prime request, To answer other business. Shrugg'st thou, malice? Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder'! If thou neglect'st or dost unwillingly

If you be maid or no ?
What I command, I 'll rack the with old cramps; Mira.

No wonder, sir;
Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar But certainly a maid.
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.


My language! heavens! Cal.

No, pray thee!, I am the best of them that speak this speech, I must obey: his art is of such power, [Aside. Were I but where 't is spoken. It would control my dam's god, Setebos,

How ! the best? And make a vassal of him.

What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard thee? Pro. So, slave; hence! (Exit Cal. Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders

To hear thee speak of Naples : He does hear me; Beente ARIEL invisible, playing and singing; FER- And that he does I weep: myself am Naples ; DINAND following him.

Who with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld
ARIEL's Song.

The king my father wrack'd.

Alack, for mercy!
Come unto these yellow sands,

Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke of
And then take hands;
Courtied when you have, and kiss'do

Tbe wild waves whist,

And his brave son, being twain.
Foot it featley here and there;


The Duke of Milan, And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. Bar. Hark, hark! Bowgh, wowgh.

And his more braver daughter, could control thee, The watch dogs bark;

If now 't were fit to do 't :-At the first sight (Aside. Bowgh, wowgh.

(dispersedly. They have chang'd eyes Delicate Ariel, Ari. Hark, bark! I hear

I 'll set thee free for this !-A word, good sir; The strain of strutting chanticleer

I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word. Cry, cock-a-doodle-doo.

Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, or

Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first
the earth?

That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father
It sounds no more:and sure it waits upon To be inclin'd my way!
Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank,


O, if a virgin, Weeping again the king my father's wrack,

And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you This music crept by me upon the waters;

The queen of Naples. Allaying both their fury, and my passion,


Soft, sir ! one word more.With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it,

They are both in either's powers; but this swift Or it hath drawn me rather :-But 't is gone.


[Aside. No, it begins again.

I must uneasy make, lest

too light winning, ARIEL sings.

Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge

Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;

That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp
Those are pearls that were his eyes;

The name thou ow'st not; and has put thyself
Nothing of him that doth fade,

Upon this island, as a spy, to win it
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.

From me, the lord on 't.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knel:


No, as I am a man. (Burthen, ding-dong. Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Hark! now I hear them,--ding-dong, bell. If the ill spirit have so fair a house, (temple Fer. The ditty does remember my drown's Good things will strive to dwell with 't. father :


Follow me.-[To FERD This is no mortal business, nor no sound

Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.---Come. That the earth owes :- I hear it now above me. Ill manacle thy neck and feet together:

Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be And say what thou seest yond'.

The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husk, Jira,

What is 't? a spirit? Wherein the acorn cradled : Follow. Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,


It carries a brave form :
-But 't is a spirit.

I will resist such entertainment, till
Pro. No, wench; it eats, and sleeps, and hath Mine enemy has more power.
such senses

[He draws, and is charmed from moving As we have, such: This gallant, which thou seest, Mira.

O dear father,
Was in the wrack; and but he's something stain's Make not too rash a trial of him, for
With grief, that is beauty's canker, thou mightst He 's gentle, and not fearful.
call him


What, I say, A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows, My foot my tutor! Put thy sword up, traitor; And strays about to find them.

Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy Bir. I might call him

conscience A thing divine ; for nothing natural

Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward; I ever saw so noble

For I can here disarm thee with this stick, Pro.

It goes on. I see, (Aside | And make thy weapon drop.


Beseech you, father! The wrack of all my friends, or this man's threats Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Mira,

Sir, have pity Might I but through my prison once a day I'll be nis surety.

Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth Pro.

Silenool one word mort Let liberty make use of; space enough
Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! Have I in such a prison.
An advocate for an imposter! hush!


It works :-Come on.Thou think'st there are no more such shapes as he, Thou hast done well, fine Ariel !—Follow me.Having seen but him and Caliban: Foolish wencbi

[To FERD, and MIR To the most of men this is a Caliban,

Hark, what thou else shalt do me. [TO ARIEL And they to him are angels.


Be of comfort; Mira. My affections

My father 's of a better nature, sir, Are then most humble; I have no ambition Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, o see a goodlier man.

Which now came from him.
Come on; obey: [To FERD. Pro.

Thou shalt be as freo I hy nerves are in their infancy again,

As mountain winds : but then exactly do
And have no vigour in them.

All points of my command.
So they are:


To the syllable. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.

Pro. Come, follow: speak not for hiin. [E.ceunt. My father's loss, the weakness which I feel,


. SCENE I.- Another part of the Island,

Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly

delivered. ter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, Adr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.

Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have cause Ant. Or as 't were perfumed by a fen. (So have we all) of joy; for our escape

Gon. Here is everything advantageous to life. İs much beyond our loss : Our hint of woe

Ant. True; save means to live. Is common; every day, some sailor's wife,

Seb. Of that there 's none, or little. [green.
The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how
Have just our theme of woe: but for the miracle, Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawney.
I mean our preservation, few in millions

Seb. With an eye of green in 't.
Can speak like us : then wisely, good sir, weigh Ant. He misses not much.
Our sorrow with our comfort.

Seh. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. Alon.

Prithee, peace.

Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. almost beyond credit) Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so.

Seb. As many vouched rarities are. Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, By and by it will strike.

drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their Gon. Sir,

freshness, and glosses; being rather new dyed than Seb. One :-Tell.

stained with salt water. Gon. When every grief is entertain'd that's Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would offer d, comes to the entertainer

it not say, he lies? Seb. A dollar.

Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh spoken truer than you purposed.

as when we put them on first in Afric, at the marSeb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant riage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the

King of Tunis.

(well in our return. Gon. Therefore, my lord,

Seb. 'T was a sweet marriage, and we prosper Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue ! Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such Alon. I prithee spare.

a paragon to their queen. Gon. Well, I have done : But yet

Gon. Not since widow Dido's time. Seb. He will be talking.

Ant. Widow ? a pox o'that! How came that Ant. Which, of he, or Adrian, for a good wager, widow in ? Widow Dido ! first begins to crow?

Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too ? Seb. The old cock.

good lord, how you take it ! Ant. The cockrel.

Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me Seb. Done: the wager ?

study of that : She was of Carthage, not of Tunis. Ant. A laughter.

Gon. This 'Tunis, sir, was Carthage.
Seb. A match.

Adr. Carthage ?
Adr. Though this island seem to be desert, Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

(harp. Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Ant. His word is more than the miraculous Ant. So, you 're paid.

Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible, - Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy Scb. Yet,

next? Adr. Yet,

Seb. I think he will carry this island home in Ant. He could not miss it.

his pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and Ant. And, sovring the kernels of it in the sea, delicate temperance.

bring forth more islauds. Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.

Gon. Ay.

you should.

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Ant. Why, in good time.

Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets Gon. Sir, we were talking that our garments the beginning. seem now as fresh as when we were at Tunis at Gon. All things in common nature should product the marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony,

Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.

Would I not have; but nature should bring fortha Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido.

Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance, Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first to feed my innocent people. day I wore it? I mean, in a sort.

Seb. No marrying mong his subjects ? Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.

Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage?

Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, | To excel the golden age. against


'Save his majesty! The stomach of my sense: 'Would I had never Ant. Long live Gonzalo! Married my daughter therel for, coming thence, Gon.

And do you mark me, sir ? My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too,

Alon. Prithee, no more: thou dost talk nothing Who is so far from Italy removed,

to me. I de'er again shall see her. Othou mine heir Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are Hath inade his meal on thee!

of such sensible and nimble lungs that they always Frar.

Sir, he may livo; use to laugh at nothing. I saw him beat the surges under him,

Ant. 'T was you we

laugh'd at. And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted nothing to you: so you may continue, and laugb The surge most swollen that met him; his bold head at nothing still. 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Ant. What a blow was there given! Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke

Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd, Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you As stooping to relieve him; I not doubt,

would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she He came alive to land.

would continue in it five weeks without changing. Alon. No, no, he's gone. [loss,

Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing solemn music. Sch. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great That would not bless our Europe with your daughter,

Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. But rather lose her to an African;

Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure Who hath cause to wet the grief on 't.

my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me Alm.

Prithee, peace. [wise, asleep, for I am very heavy? Sb. You werg kneel'd to, and importun'd other- Ant. Go sleep, and hear us. By all of us; and the fair soul herself

[AU sleep but Alon., Sel., and ANT. Weigh a, between lothness and obedience, at Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have lost | Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I find

Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes your son,

They are inclined to do so. I fear for ever: Milan and Naples have


Please you, sir, More widows in them of this business making,

Do not omit the heavy offer of it: Than we bring men to comfort them; the fault's

It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, Your own

It is a comforter. Alon. So is the dearest of the loss.


We two, my lord, Gon.

My Lord Sebastian, Will guard your person while you take your rest, The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness,

And watch your safety. And time to speak it in; you rub the sore,


Thank you: wondrous heavy. When you should bring the plaster. Sich. Very well.

[ALONSO sleepe. Exit ARIEL Ant. And most chirugeonly.

Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir, Ant. It is the quality o' the climate. When you are cloudy.


Foul weather?

Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find 'not Art.

Very foul. Myself dispos'd to sleep. Gon. Had I plantation of this isle, my lord, - Ant.

Nor I; my spirits are nimble Ant. He'd sow't with nettle-seed.

They fell together all, as by consent;, Sch.

Or docks, or mallows. They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? Worthy Sebastian?–0, what might?—No more : Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. And yet, mothinks, I see it in thy face,

Gon. I'the commonwealth I would by contraries What thou shouldst be:the occasion speaks thee;and Execute all things; for no kind of traffic

My strong imagination sees a crown Would I admit; no name of magistrate;

Dropping upon thy head. Letters should not be known: riches, poverty, Sch.

What, art thou waking ? And use of service, none; contract, succession, Ant. Do you Ait hear me speak ? Boura, bound of land, tilth, yineyard, none:


I do; and, surely No ase of metal, corn, or wine, or oil:

It is a sleepy language; and thou speak’st No occupation; all men idle, all;

Out of thy sleep: What is it thou didst say? And women too; but innocent and pure:

This is a strange repose, to be asleep. No sovereignty:

With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, Sch.

Yet he would be king on to Asd yet so fast alesp.

Noble Sebastian,

True : Thou lett'st thy fortune sleep, die rather ; wink’st And look how well may garments sit apon me; Whiles thou art waking.

Much feater than before: My brother's servants Seb.

Thou dost snore distinctly; Were then my fellows, now they are my men. There 's meaning in thy snores.

Seb. But, for your conscienceAnt. I am more serious than my custom: you Ant. Ay, sir ; where lies that ? if 't were a kybe, Must be se too, if heed me; which to do

'T would put me to my slipper: But I feel not Trebles thee o'er.

This deity in my bosom; twenty consciences, Seb.

Well, I am standing water. That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they, Ant. I ll teach you how to flow.

And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, Seb.

Do so: to ebb, No better than the earth he lies upon, Hereditary sloth instructs me.

If he were that which now he's like, that 's dead; Ant.


Whom I, with this obedient steel, three inches of it, If you but knew how you the purpose cherish Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus, Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, To the perpetual wink for aye might put You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence, who Most often do so near the bottom run,

Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, By their own fear, or sloth.

They 'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk;
Prithee say on :

They ll tell the clock to any business that
The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim We say befits the hour.
A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed,


Thy case, dear friend, Which throes thee much to yield.

Shall be my precedent; as thou gott'st Milan, Ant.

Thus, sir : I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; (Who shall be of as little memory,

And I the king shall love thee. When he is earth’d) hath here almost persuaded Ant.

Draw together; (For he is a spirit of persuasion only

And when I rear my hand, do you the like, Professes to persuade) the king his son 's alive, To fall it on Gonzalo. 'T is as impossible that he's undrown'd,

Seb. O, but one word. [They converse apart. As he that sleeps here, swims. Sch. I have no hope

Music. Reenter ARIEL, invisible. That he 's undrown'd.

Ari. My master through his art foresees the Ant. 0, out of that no hope,

danger What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is That you, his friend, are in ; and sends me forth, Another way so high a hope, that even

(For else his project dies,) to keep them living. Ambition cannot pie ce a wink beyond, [me,

(Sings in GONZALO's ear. But doubts discovery there. Will you grant with That Ferdinand is drown'd ?

While you here do snoring lie,

Open-eyed Conspiracy Seb.

His time doth take: Ant.

Then, tell me,

It of life you keep a care, Who 's the next heir of Naples ?

Shake off slumber, and beware;

Awake! awake!

Ant. She that is Queen of Tunis: she that dwells

Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples

Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! Can have no note, unless the sun were post, [chins

[They awake. (The man i' the moon 's too slow,) till new-born Alon. Why, how now, hol awakel Why are Be rough and razorable ; she, from whom

you drawn?
We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Wherefore this ghastly looking ?
And by that destiny to perform

an act,

What's the matter? Whereof what 's past is prologue; what to come,

Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, In yours and my discharge.

Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Seb. What stuff is this ?-How say you? Like bulls, or rather lions ; did it not wake you ? "T is true my brother's daughter 's Queen of Tunis : | It struck mine ear most terribly. So is the heir of Naples ; 'twixt which regions


I heard nothing. Their is some space.

Ant. 0, 't was a din to fright a monster's ear; Ant.

A space whose every cubit To make an earthquake sure it was the roar
Seems to cry out, “How shall that Claribel Of a whole herd of lions.
Measure us back to Naples ?"-Keep in Tunis, Alon.

Heard you this, Gonzalo ? And let Sebastian wake !-Say, this were death Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming, That now hath seized them; why, they were no And that a strange one too, which did awake me :

I shak'd you, sir, and cried; as mine eyes opend, Than now they are: There be that can rule Naples I saw their weapons drawn there was a noise, As well as he that sleeps; lords that can prate That's verity: 'T is best we stand upon our guard; As amply and unnecessarily

Or that we quit this place: let 's draw our weapons. As this Gonzalo; I myself could make

Alon. Lead off this ground; and let 's make A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore

further search
The mind that I do! what a sleep were this For my poor son.
For your advancement! Do you understand me? Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts!
Seb. Methinks I do.

For he is, sure, i' the island.
And how does your content Alon,

Lead away.
Tender your own good fortune ?

Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have Seb. I remember, done:

(Aside. You did supplant your brother Prospero. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. (Exeunt.

He's gone.



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SCENE II.-Another part of the Islands him some relief, if it be but for that: I can re Enter CALIBAN, with a burthen of wood.

cover him and keep him tame, and get to Naples A noise of thunder heard.

with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks op

trod on neat's-leather. From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him

Cal. Do not torment me, prithee; I 'll bring my By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me,

wood home faster. And yet I needs must curse. But they 1l nor pinch,

Ste. He 's in his fit now; and does not talk after Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire, the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark

have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to re. Out of my way, unless he bid them; but

move his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him For every trifle are they set upon me:

tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall Sometime like apes, that moe and chatter at me,

pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. And after, bite me; then like ladgehogs, which

Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou Lie tumbling in my barefoot way, and


wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: Now Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I Prosper works upon thee. All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues, here is that which will give language to you, cat;

Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth Do hiss me into madness :-Lol now! lo! Enter TRINCULO.

open your mouth: this will shake your shaking, I Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me,

can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat;

who 's your friend : open your chaps again. Perchance, he will not mind me.

Trin. I should know that voice: It should be Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off But he is drowned; and these are devils: 0!

defend me! any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, monster! His forward voice now is to speak well

Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate you! huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that of his friend ; his backward voice is to utter foul would shed his liquor. If it should thunder as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my Fond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pail: bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: fuls.- What have we here? a man or a fish? Dead Come-Amen! I will pour some in thy other

mouth. or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very

Trin. Stephano, ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor John. A strange fish! Were I in

Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! England now, (as once I was,) and had but this mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: I will fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would leave him; I have no long spoon. give a piece of silver: there would this monster

Trin. Stephano lif thou beest Stephano, touch make a man; any strange beast there makes a man:

me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo ;-be not when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame afeard, -thy good friend Trinculo.

thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I 'll beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, pull the by thee lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's o' my troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, init no longer; this is no fish, but an islander, that deed: How camest thou to be the siege of this

moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos ? hath lately suffered by a thunderbolt. [Thunder.]

Trin, I took him to be killed with a thunderAlas! the storm is come again: my best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other

shelter stroke :—But

art thou not drowned, Stephano ? hereabout: Misery acquaints a man with strange overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's

I hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm bedfellows. I will here shroud till the dregs of gaberdine, for fear of the storm: And art thou the storm be past.

living, Stephano ? O Stephano, two Neapolitans Enter STEPHANO, singing, a bottle in his hand. 'scaped!

[is not constant. Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea,

$te. Prithee, do not turn me about; my stomach Here shall I die ashore;

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral:

sprites. Well, here's my comfort.

[Drinks. That 's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I, I will kneel to him.

The gunner, and his mate,
Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery,

Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How camest thou
But none of us card for Kate:

hither ? swear by this bottle, how thou camest For she had a tongue with a tang,

hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the Would cry to a sailor, "Go hang: She lor'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch,

sailors heaved overboard, by this bottle? which I Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch:

made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, Then to ses, boys, and let her go bang.

since I was cast ashore. This is a scurvy tune too: But here's

my comfort. Cal. I 'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true Cal. Do not torrent me: O! [Drinks. subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Sie. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Ste. Here; swear then how thou escapedst. Do you put tricks upon us with salvages, and men Trin. Swam ashore, man, like a duck; I can of Inde? Ha! I have not 'scaped drowning, to be swim like a duck, I 'll be sworn. afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou canst said, As proper a man as ever went on four legs swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. cannot make hirn give ground: and it shall be said Trin. O Stephano, hast any more of this ? 50 again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. Ste. The whole butt, man ; my cellar is in a Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!

rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How su. This is some monster of the isle, with four now, moon-calf? how does thine ague? leps; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: Where the Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? devil should he learn our language? I will give! Sto Ont o' the moon I do assure thee: I was



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