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THE TEMPEST
Sebastian.
He will chastise me. Ha, ha!
What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Will money buy ’em?
What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Will money buy ’em?
Antonio,
Will money buy ’em? Very like; one of them
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.
Prospero.
Mark but the badges of these men, my lords,
Then say if they be true. This mis-shapen knave,
His mother was a witch, and one so strong
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
And deal in her command without her power.
These three have robb’d me; and this demi-devil—
For he’s a bastard one—had plotted with them
To take my life. Two of these fellows you
Must know and own; this thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.
Then say if they be true. This mis-shapen knave,
His mother was a witch, and one so strong
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
And deal in her command without her power.
These three have robb’d me; and this demi-devil—
For he’s a bastard one—had plotted with them
To take my life. Two of these fellows you
Must know and own; this thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.
Caliban.
Acknowledge mine. I shall be pinch’d to death.
Alonso.
Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?
Sebastian.
He is drunk now: where had he wine?
Alonso.
And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should they
Find this grand liquor that hath gilded ’em?
How camest thou in this pickle?
Find this grand liquor that hath gilded ’em?
How camest thou in this pickle?
