12 TEMPEST. Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders And his brave son, being twain. The duke of Milan, [Aside. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel, Fer. Thy nerves are in their infancy again, So they are. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. It works:-Come on. Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!-Follow me.— Hark, what thou else shalt do me. My father's of a better nature, sir, Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Which now came from him. Thou shalt be as free Pro. As mountain winds: but then exactly do Soft, sir; one word more.-All points of my command. To the syllable. Ari. They are both in either's powers: but this swift Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. [Exeunt. business And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you I must uneasy make, lest too light winning [Aside. thee, That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp From me, the lord on't." No, as I am a man. If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Pro. a Follow me.- [To Ferd. Fer. I will resist such entertainment, till No; O dear father, Pro. What, I say, conscience Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward;3 Mira. Beseech you, father! I'll be his surety. Sir, have pity; Pro. Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he, Mira. Are then most humble; My affections I have no ambition (1) Confute. (2) Frightful. (3) Guard. (So have we all) of joy; for our escape Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have spoken truer than you proposed. Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should. Gon. Therefore, my lord, Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue Gon. Well, I have done: but yet Seb. He will be talking. Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good wager, first begins to crow? Seb. The old cock. Ant. The cockrel. Seb. Done: the wager? Ant. A laughter. Seb. A match. Adr. Though this island seem to be desert, Seb. Ha, ha, ha! Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, against Ant. So, you've pay'd. Seb. Yet, Adr. Yet Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,- The stomach of my sense: 'would I had never Ant. He could not miss it. Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered. Adr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life. Seb. Of that there's none, or little. Fran. Sir, he may live; 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd green! Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny. Seb. With an eye of green in't. Ant. He misses not much. Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt, Alon. No, no, he's gone. Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss; Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, al-That would not bless our Europe with your daughmost beyond credit-) Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than stain'd with salt water. Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say, He lies? Seb. Av, or very falsely pocket up his report. Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as when we put them on first in Afric, at the marriage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the king of Tunis. Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well in our return. Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such paragon to their queen. a Gon. Not since widow Dido's time. Ant. Widow? a pox o' that! how came that widow in? Widow Dido! Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? good lord, how you take it! Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis. Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. Adr. Carthage? Gon. I assure you, Carthage. Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy next? Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, bring forth more islands. Gon. Ay? Ant. Why, in good time. Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at the marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido. Ant. O, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido. Ant. Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first gets the beginning. day I wore it? I mean, in a sort. Ant. That sort was well fish'd for. Gon. All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine,' (1) Temperature. (2) Rank. (3) Shade of colour. (4) Degree or quality. (5) The rack. 14 Seb. Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Whiles thou art waking. Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects? Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Thou dost snore distinctly, There's meaning in thy snores. Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Must be so too, if heed me; which to do, Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Trebles thee o'er. 'Save his majesty! Ant. Long live Gonzalo! Seb. Do so: to ebb 0, And, do you mark me, sir?-Hereditary sloth instructs me. Ant. Alon. Pr'ythee, no more: Thou dost talk noIf you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, thing to me. Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always Most often do so near the bottom run, By their own fear, or sloth. use to laugh at nothing. Seb. Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at. Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh at nothing still. Ant. What a blow was there given: Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would continue in it five weeks without changing. Enter Ariel, invisible, playing solemn music. Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Gon. No, I warrant you: I will not adventure my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, for I am very heavy? Ant. Go sleep, and hear us. Pr'ythee, say on Ant. Ant. O, out of that no hope, [All sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant. ey are inclined to do so. Seb. Please you, sir, Do not omit the heavy offer of it: Ant. We two, my lord, Will guard your person, while you take your rest, Nor I; my spirits are nimble. What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee;| My strong imagination sees a crown Will you grant, with He's gone. Then, tell me, Claribel. Ant. Than now they are: there be, that can rule Na- As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate As this Gonzalo; I myself could make A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore I remember (2) A bird of the jack-daw kind. And look, how well my garments sit upon me; Seb. But, for your conscience Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, If he were that which now he's like; whom I, Seb. Thy case, dear friend, Draw together: O, but one word. That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, While you here do snoring lie, His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, Enter Trinculo. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, any weather at all, and another storm brewing; 1 yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head: yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.-What have we here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the_newest, Poor John. A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I was,) and had this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, [They wake. they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian., Legg'd Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o' my drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking? Gon. What's the matter? Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? It struck mine ear most terribly. Awake! awake! Ant. Then let us both be sudden. Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! Alon. Alon. And that a strange one too, which did awake me: troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no Enter Stephano, singing; a bottle in his hand. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral. The master, the swabber, the boastswain, and I, (4) A black jack of leather, to hold beer. She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch, Cal. Do not torment me: OF Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Inde? Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. Cal. The spirit torments me: O! Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: where the devil should he learn our language? I will give I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors, heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since 1 was cast a-shore. Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy True subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap❜dst. Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. Ste. Here, kiss the book: though thou canst swim like a duck, that 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, moon-calf? How does thine ague? Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee; him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can reco-man in the moon, when time was. ver him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod My mistress showed me thee, thy dog, and bush. on neat's leather. Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; I'll bring my wood home faster. 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 Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after monster:-I afeard of him?-a very weak monster: the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have-The man i' the moon?- a most poor credulous never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove monster :-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt Anon, I know it by thy trembling: Now Prosper works upon thee. Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, cat; open your mouth: this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps again. Trin. I should know that voice: it should bebut he is drowned; and these are devils: O! defend me! Cal. I'll show 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 show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries; Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate monster! His forward voice now is to speak well I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bot- I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, tle will recover him, I will help his ague: come,- Thou wondrous man. Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth. Trin. Stephano, Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! this is a devil, and no monster: I will leave nim; 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 kill'd 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 didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither. (1) India. (2) Stool. (3) Sea-gulls. 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; 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; Has a new master-Get a new man. Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom: freedom, hey-day, freedom! Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt. |