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The Tempest (Folio 1, 1623)

Author: William Shakespeare
Editors: Brent Whitted, Paul Yachnin
Peer Reviewed
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The Tempest.
But hee is dround; and these are diuels; O de-
fend me.
Ste. Foure legges and two voyces; a most delicate
Monster: his forward voyce now is to speake well of
1135his 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.
1140Ste. 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
1145good 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
1150he 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
1155the Storme: And art thou liuing Stephano? O Stephano,
two Neapolitanes scap'd?
Ste. 'Prethee doe not turne me about, my stomacke
is not constant.
Cal. These be fine things, and if they be not sprights:
1160that'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
1165vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saylors heaued o're-
boord, 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 sub-
1170iect, for the liquor is not earthly.
St. Heere: sweare then how thou escap'dst.
Tri. Swom ashore (man) like a Ducke: I can swim
like a Ducke i'le be sworne.
Ste. Here, kisse the Booke.
1175Though thou canst swim like a Ducke, thou art made
like a Goose.
Tri. 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:
1180How now Moone-Calfe, how do's thine Ague?
Cal. 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.
Cal. I haue seene thee in her: and I doe adore thee:
1185My 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.
Tri. By this good light, this is a very shallow Mon-
ster: I afeard of him? a very weake Monster:
1190The 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.
1195Tri. 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 my selfe thy Subiect.
Ste. Come on then: downe and sweare.
Tri. I shall laugh my selfe to death at this puppi-hea-
1200ded Monster: a most scuruie Monster: I could finde in
my heart to beate him.
Ste. Come, kisse.
Tri. But that the poore Monster's in drinke:
An abhominable Monster.
1205Cal. 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.
1210Tri. 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
1215the 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 pre'thee now lead the way without any more
talking. Trinculo, the King, and all our company else
1220being dround, wee will inherit here: Here; beare my
Bottle: Fellow Trinculo; we'll fill him by and by a-
gaine.
Caliban Sings drunkenly.
Farewell Master; farewell, farewell.
1225Tri. A howling Monster: a drunken Monster.
Cal. No more dams I'le make for fish,
Nor fetch in firing, at requiring,
Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish,
Ban' ban' Cacalyban
1230Has a new Master, get a new Man.
Freedome, high-day, high-day freedome, freedome high-
day, freedome.
Ste. O braue Monster; lead the way.
Exeunt.



Actus Tertius. Scœna Prima.


1235
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
1240Would 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
1245Some thousands of these Logs, and pile them vp,
Vpon a sore 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,
1250Most 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
1255'Twill weepe for hauing wearied you: my Father
Is hard at study; pray now rest your selfe,
He's