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The Tempest.
But hee is dround; and these are diuels;
O defend me.
O defend me.
Ste.
Foure legges and two voyces; a most delicate
Monster: his forward voyce now is to speake well of
his friend; his backward voice, is to vtter foule speeches,
and to detract: if all the wine in my bottle will recouer
him, I will helpe his Ague: Come: Amen, I will
poure some in thy other mouth.
Foure legges and two voyces; a most delicate
Monster: his forward voyce now is to speake well of
his friend; his backward voice, is to vtter foule speeches,
and to detract: if all the wine in my bottle will recouer
him, I will helpe his Ague: Come: Amen, I will
poure some in thy other mouth.
Tri.
Stephano.
Stephano.
Ste.
Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy, mercy:
This is a diuell, and no Monster: I will leaue him, I
haue no long Spoone.
Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy, mercy:
This is a diuell, and no Monster: I will leaue him, I
haue no long Spoone.
Tri.
Stephano: if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and
speake to me: for I am Trinculo; be not afeard, thy
good friend Trinculo.
Stephano: if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and
speake to me: for I am Trinculo; be not afeard, thy
good friend Trinculo.
Ste.
If thou bee'st Trinculo: come foorth: I'le pull
thee by the lesser legges: if any be Trinculo's legges,
these are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeede: how
cam'st thou to be the siege of this Moone-calfe? Can
he vent Trinculo's?
If thou bee'st Trinculo: come foorth: I'le pull
thee by the lesser legges: if any be Trinculo's legges,
these are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeede: how
cam'st thou to be the siege of this Moone-calfe? Can
he vent Trinculo's?
Tri.
I tooke him to be kil'd with a thunder-strok; but
art thou not dround Stephano: I hope now thou art
not dround: Is the Storme ouer-blowne: I hid mee
vnder the dead Moone-Calfes Gaberdine, for feare of
the Storme: And art thou liuing Stephano? O Stephano,
two Neapolitanes scap'd?
I tooke him to be kil'd with a thunder-strok; but
art thou not dround Stephano: I hope now thou art
not dround: Is the Storme ouer-blowne: I hid mee
vnder the dead Moone-Calfes Gaberdine, for feare of
the Storme: And art thou liuing Stephano? O Stephano,
two Neapolitanes scap'd?
Ste.
'Prethee doe not turne me about, my stomacke
is not constant.
'Prethee doe not turne me about, my stomacke
is not constant.
Cal.
These be fine things, and if they be not sprights:
that's a braue God, and beares Celestiall liquor: I will
kneele to him.
These be fine things, and if they be not sprights:
that's a braue God, and beares Celestiall liquor: I will
kneele to him.
Ste.
How did'st thou scape?
How cam'st thou hither?
Sweare by this Bottle how thou cam'st hither: I escap'd
vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saylors heaued o'reboord,
by this Bottle which I made of the barke of
a Tree, with mine owne hands, since I was cast a'shore.
How did'st thou scape?
How cam'st thou hither?
Sweare by this Bottle how thou cam'st hither: I escap'd
vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saylors heaued o'reboord,
by this Bottle which I made of the barke of
a Tree, with mine owne hands, since I was cast a'shore.
Cal.
I'le sweare vpon that Bottle, to be thy true subiect,
for the liquor is not earthly.
I'le sweare vpon that Bottle, to be thy true subiect,
for the liquor is not earthly.
St.
Heere: sweare then how thou escap'dst.
Heere: sweare then how thou escap'dst.
Tri.
Swom ashore (man) like a Ducke: I can swim
like a Ducke i'le be sworne.
Swom ashore (man) like a Ducke: I can swim
like a Ducke i'le be sworne.
Ste.
Here, kisse the Booke.
Though thou canst swim like a Ducke, thou art made
like a Goose.
Here, kisse the Booke.
Though thou canst swim like a Ducke, thou art made
like a Goose.
Tri.
O Stephano, ha'st any more of this?
O Stephano, ha'st any more of this?
Ste.
The whole But (man) my Cellar is in a rocke
by th'sea-side, where my Wine is hid:
How now Moone-Calfe, how do's thine Ague?
The whole But (man) my Cellar is in a rocke
by th'sea-side, where my Wine is hid:
How now Moone-Calfe, how do's thine Ague?
Cal.
Ha'st thou not dropt from heauen?
Ha'st thou not dropt from heauen?
Ste.
Out o'th Moone I doe assure thee. I was the
Man ith' Moone, when time was.
Out o'th Moone I doe assure thee. I was the
Man ith' Moone, when time was.
Cal.
I haue seene thee in her: and I doe adore thee:
My Mistris shew'd me thee, and thy Dog, and thy Bush.
I haue seene thee in her: and I doe adore thee:
My Mistris shew'd me thee, and thy Dog, and thy Bush.
Ste.
Come, sweare to that: kisse the Booke: I will
furnish it anon with new Contents: Sweare.
Come, sweare to that: kisse the Booke: I will
furnish it anon with new Contents: Sweare.
Tri.
By this good light, this is a very shallow Monster:
I afeard of him? a very weake Monster:
The Man ith' Moone?
A most poore creadulous Monster:
Well drawne Monster, in good sooth.
By this good light, this is a very shallow Monster:
I afeard of him? a very weake Monster:
The Man ith' Moone?
A most poore creadulous Monster:
Well drawne Monster, in good sooth.
Cal.
Ile shew thee euery fertill ynch 'oth Island: and
I will kisse thy foote: I prethee be my god.
Ile shew thee euery fertill ynch 'oth Island: and
I will kisse thy foote: I prethee be my god.
Tri.
By this light, a most perfidious, and drunken
Monster, when's god's a sleepe he'll rob his Bottle.
By this light, a most perfidious, and drunken
Monster, when's god's a sleepe he'll rob his Bottle.
Cal.
Ile kisse thy foot. Ile sweare myselfe thy Subiect.
Ile kisse thy foot. Ile sweare myselfe thy Subiect.
Ste.
Come on then: downe and sweare.
Come on then: downe and sweare.
Tri.
I shall laugh my selfe to death at this puppi-headed
Monster; a most scuruie Monster: I could finde in
my heart to beate him.
I shall laugh my selfe to death at this puppi-headed
Monster; a most scuruie Monster: I could finde in
my heart to beate him.
Ste.
Come, kisse.
Come, kisse.
Tri.
But that the poore Monster's in drinke:
An abhominable Monster.
But that the poore Monster's in drinke:
An abhominable Monster.
Cal.
I'le shew thee the best Springs: I'le plucke thee
Berries: I'le fish for thee; and get thee wood enough.
A plague vpon the Tyrant that I serue;
I'le beare him no more Stickes, but follow thee, thou
wondrous man.
I'le shew thee the best Springs: I'le plucke thee
Berries: I'le fish for thee; and get thee wood enough.
A plague vpon the Tyrant that I serue;
I'le beare him no more Stickes, but follow thee, thou
wondrous man.
Tri.
A most rediculous Monster, to make a wonder of
a poore drunkard.
A most rediculous Monster, to make a wonder of
a poore drunkard.
Cal.
I 'prethee let me bring thee where Crabs grow;
and I with my long nayles will digge thee pig-nuts;
show thee a Iayes nest, and instruct thee how to snare
the nimble Marmazet: I'le bring thee to clustring
Philbirts, and sometimes I'le get thee young Scamels
from the Rocke: Wilt thou goe with me?
I 'prethee let me bring thee where Crabs grow;
and I with my long nayles will digge thee pig-nuts;
show thee a Iayes nest, and instruct thee how to snare
the nimble Marmazet: I'le bring thee to clustring
Philbirts, and sometimes I'le get thee young Scamels
from the Rocke: Wilt thou goe with me?
Ste.
I' prethee now lead the way without any more
talking. Trinculo, the King, and all our company else
being dround, wee will inherit here: Here; beare my
Bottle: Fellow Trinculo; we'll fill him by and by againe.
I' prethee now lead the way without any more
talking. Trinculo, the King, and all our company else
being dround, wee will inherit here: Here; beare my
Bottle: Fellow Trinculo; we'll fill him by and by againe.
Caliban Sings drunkenly.
Farewell Master; farewell, farewell.
Tri.
A howling Monster: a drunken Monster.
A howling Monster: a drunken Monster.
Cal.
No more dams I'le make for fish,
Nor fetch in firing, at requiring,
Nor scraps trenchering, nor wash dish,
Ban' ban' Cacalyban
Has a new Master, get a new Man.
No more dams I'le make for fish,
Nor fetch in firing, at requiring,
Nor scraps trenchering, nor wash dish,
Ban' ban' Cacalyban
Has a new Master, get a new Man.
Freedome, high-day, high-day freedome, freedome
high-day, freedome.
high-day, freedome.
Ste.
Exeunt.O braue Monster; lead the way.
Exeunt.O braue Monster; lead the way.
Actus Tertius. Scæna Prima.
Enter Ferdinand (bearing a Log.)
Fer.
There be some Sports are painfull; & their labor
Delight in them set off: Some kindes of basenesse
Are nobly vndergon; and most poore matters
Point to rich ends: this my meane Taske
Would be as heauy to me, as odious, but
The Mistris which I serue, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours, pleasures: O She is
Ten times more gentle, then her Father's crabbed;
And he's compos'd of harshnesse. I must remoue
Some thousands of these Logs, and pile them vp,
Vpon a fore iniunction; my sweet Mistris
Weepes when she sees me worke, & saies, such basenes
Had neuer like Executor; I forget;
But these sweet thoughts, doe euen refresh my labours,
Most busie lest, when I doe it.
There be some Sports are painfull; & their labor
Delight in them set off: Some kindes of basenesse
Are nobly vndergon; and most poore matters
Point to rich ends: this my meane Taske
Would be as heauy to me, as odious, but
The Mistris which I serue, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours, pleasures: O She is
Ten times more gentle, then her Father's crabbed;
And he's compos'd of harshnesse. I must remoue
Some thousands of these Logs, and pile them vp,
Vpon a fore iniunction; my sweet Mistris
Weepes when she sees me worke, & saies, such basenes
Had neuer like Executor; I forget;
But these sweet thoughts, doe euen refresh my labours,
Most busie lest, when I doe it.
Enter Miranda and Prospero.
Mir.
Alas, now pray you
Worke not so hard: I would the lightning had
Burnt vp those Logs that you are enioynd to pile:
Pray set it downe, and rest you: when this burnes
'Twill weepe for hauing wearied you: my Father
Is hard at study; pray now rest your selfe,
Alas, now pray you
Worke not so hard: I would the lightning had
Burnt vp those Logs that you are enioynd to pile:
Pray set it downe, and rest you: when this burnes
'Twill weepe for hauing wearied you: my Father
Is hard at study; pray now rest your selfe,
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