1131But hee is dround; and these are diuels; O de-

1132fend me.

1133Ste. Foure legges and two voyces; a most delicate

1134Monster: his forward voyce now is to speake well of

1135his friend; his backward voice, is to vtter foule speeches,

1136and to detract: if all the wine in my bottle will recouer

1137him, I will helpe his Ague: Come: Amen, I will

1138poure some in thy other mouth.

1139Tri. Stephano.

1140Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy, mercy:

1141This is a diuell, and no Monster: I will leaue him, I

1142haue no long Spoone.

1143Tri. Stephano: if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and

1144speake to me: for I am Trinculo; be not afeard, thy

1145good friend Trinculo.

1146Ste. If thou bee'st Trinculo: come foorth: I'le pull

1147thee by the lesser legges: if any be Trinculo's legges,

1148these are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeede: how

1149cam'st thou to be the siege of this Moone-calfe? Can

1150he vent Trinculo's?

1151Tri. I tooke him to be kil'd with a thunder-strok; but

1152art thou not dround Stephano: I hope now thou art

1153not dround: Is the Storme ouer-blowne? I hid mee

1154vnder the dead Moone-Calfes Gaberdine, for feare of

1155the Storme: And art thou liuing Stephano? O Stephano,

1156two Neapolitanes scap'd?

1157Ste. 'Prethee doe not turne me about, my stomacke

1158is not constant.

1159Cal. These be fine things, and if they be not sprights:

1160that's a braue God, and beares Celestiall liquor: I will

1161kneele to him.

1162Ste. How did'st thou scape?

1163How cam'st thou hither?

1164Sweare by this Bottle how thou cam'st hither: I escap'd

1165vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saylors heaued o're-

1166boord, by this Bottle which I made of the barke of

1167a Tree, with mine owne hands, since I was cast a'-

1168shore.

1169Cal. I'le sweare vpon that Bottle, to be thy true sub-

1170iect, for the liquor is not earthly.

1171St. Heere: sweare then how thou escap'dst.

1172Tri. Swom ashore (man) like a Ducke: I can swim

1173like a Ducke i'le be sworne.

1174Ste. Here, kisse the Booke.

1175Though thou canst swim like a Ducke, thou art made

1176like a Goose.

1177Tri. O Stephano, ha'st any more of this?

1178Ste. The whole But (man) my Cellar is in a rocke

1179by th'sea-side, where my Wine is hid:

1180How now Moone-Calfe, how do's thine Ague?

1181Cal. Ha'st thou not dropt from heauen?

1182Ste. Out o'th Moone I doe assure thee. I was the

1183Man ith' Moone, when time was.

1184Cal. I haue seene thee in her: and I doe adore thee:

1185My Mistris shew'd me thee, and thy Dog, and thy Bush.

1186Ste. Come, sweare to that: kisse the Booke: I will

1187furnish it anon with new Contents: Sweare.

1188Tri. By this good light, this is a very shallow Mon-

1189ster: I afeard of him? a very weake Monster:

1190The Man ith' Moone?

1191A most poore creadulous Monster:

1192Well drawne Monster, in good sooth.

1193Cal. Ile shew thee euery fertill ynch 'oth Island: and

1194I will kisse thy foote: I prethee be my god.

1195Tri. By this light, a most perfidious, and drunken

1196Monster, when's god's a sleepe he'll rob his Bottle.

1197Cal. Ile kisse thy foot. Ile sweare my selfe thy Subiect.

1198Ste. Come on then: downe and sweare.

1199Tri. I shall laugh my selfe to death at this puppi-hea-

1200ded Monster: a most scuruie Monster: I could finde in

1201my heart to beate him.

1202Ste. Come, kisse.

1203Tri. But that the poore Monster's in drinke:

1204An abhominable Monster.

1205Cal. I'le shew thee the best Springs: I'le plucke thee

1206Berries: I'le fish for thee; and get thee wood enough.

1207A plague vpon the Tyrant that I serue;

1208I'le beare him no more Stickes, but follow thee, thou

1209wondrous man.

1210Tri. A most rediculous Monster, to make a wonder of

1211a poore drunkard.

1212Cal. I 'prethee let me bring thee where Crabs grow;

1213and I with my long nayles will digge thee pig-nuts;

1214show thee a Iayes nest, and instruct thee how to snare

1215the nimble Marmazet: I'le bring thee to clustring

1216Philbirts, and sometimes I'le get thee young Scamels

1217from the Rocke: Wilt thou goe with me?

1218Ste. I pre'thee now lead the way without any more

1219talking. Trinculo, the King, and all our company else

1220being dround, wee will inherit here: Here; beare my

1221Bottle: Fellow Trinculo; we'll fill him by and by a-

1222gaine.

1224Farewell Master; farewell, farewell.

1225Tri. A howling Monster: a drunken Monster.

1231Freedome, high-day, high-day freedome, freedome high-

1232day, freedome.

1233Ste. O braue Monster; lead the way. Exeunt.

1236Fer. There be some Sports are painfull; & their labor

1237Delight in them set off: Some kindes of basenesse

1238Are nobly vndergon; and most poore matters

1239Point to rich ends: this my meane Taske

1240Would be as heauy to me, as odious, but

1241The Mistris which I serue, quickens what's dead,

1242And makes my labours, pleasures: O She is

1243Ten times more gentle, then her Father's crabbed;

1244And he's compos'd of harshnesse. I must remoue

1245Some thousands of these Logs, and pile them vp,

1246Vpon a sore iniunction; my sweet Mistris

1247Weepes when she sees me worke, & saies, such basenes

1248Had neuer like Executor: I forget:

1249But these sweet thoughts, doe euen refresh my labours,

1250Most busie lest, when I doe it. Enter Miranda and Prospero.

1251Mir. Alas, now pray you

1252Worke not so hard: I would the lightning had

1253Burnt vp those Logs that you are enioynd to pile:

1254Pray set it downe, and rest you: when this burnes

1255'Twill weepe for hauing wearied you: my Father

1256Is hard at study; pray now rest your selfe,