SCENE II. _Another part of the island._
_Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO._
_Ste._ Tell not me;--when the butt is out, we will drink
water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board ’em.
Servant-monster, drink to me.
_Trin._ Servant-monster! the folly of this island! They
say there’s but five upon this isle: we are three of them; if 5
th’ other two be brained like us, the state totters.
_Ste._ Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes
are almost set in thy head.
_Trin._ Where should they be set else? he were a brave
monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. 10
_Ste._ My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in sack:
for my part, the sea cannot drown me; I swam, ere I could
recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues off and on. By
this light, thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my
standard. 15
_Trin._ Your lieutenant, if you list; he’s no standard.
_Ste._ We’ll not run, Monsieur Monster.
_Trin._ Nor go neither; but you’ll lie, like dogs, and
yet say nothing neither.
_Ste._ Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a 20
good moon-calf.
_Cal._ How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe.
I’ll not serve him, he is not valiant.
_Trin._ Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case
to justle a constable. Why, thou debauched fish, thou, was 25
there ever man a coward that hath drunk so much sack as
I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a
fish and half a monster?
_Cal._ Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord?
_Trin._ ‘Lord,’ quoth he! That a monster should be 30
such a natural!
_Cal._ Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prithee.
_Ste._ Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head: if you
prove a mutineer,--the next tree! The poor monster’s my
subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. 35
_Cal._ I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased to
hearken once again to the suit I made to thee?
_Ste._ Marry, will I: kneel and repeat it; I will stand,
and so shall Trinculo.
_Enter ARIEL, invisible._
_Cal._ As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a 40
sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island.
_Ari._ Thou liest.
_Cal._ Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou:
I would my valiant master would destroy thee!
I do not lie.
_Ste._ Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in’s tale, by 45
this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.
_Trin._ Why, I said nothing.
_Ste._ Mum, then, and no more. Proceed.
_Cal._ I say, by sorcery he got this isle;
From me he got it. If thy greatness will 50
Revenge it on him,--for I know thou darest,
But this thing dare not,--
_Ste._ That’s most certain.
_Cal._ Thou shalt be lord of it, and I’ll serve thee.
_Ste._ How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou 55
bring me to the party?
_Cal._ Yea, yea, my lord: I’ll yield him thee asleep,
Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head.
_Ari._ Thou liest; thou canst not.
_Cal._ What a pied ninny’s this! Thou scurvy patch! 60
I do beseech thy Greatness, give him blows,
And take his bottle from him: when that’s gone,
He shall drink nought but brine; for I’ll not show him
Where the quick freshes are.
_Ste._ Trinculo, run into no further danger: interrupt the 65
monster one word further, and, by this hand, I’ll turn my
mercy out o’ doors, and make a stock-fish of thee.
_Trin._ Why, what did I? I did nothing. I’ll go farther
off.
_Ste._ Didst thou not say he lied? 70
_Ari._ Thou liest.
_Ste._ Do I so? take thou that. [_Beats him._] As you
like this, give me the lie another time.
_Trin._ I did not give the lie. Out o’ your wits, and
hearing too? A pox o’ your bottle! this can sack and 75
drinking do. A murrain on your monster, and the devil
take your fingers!
_Cal._ Ha, ha, ha!
_Ste._ Now, forward with your tale. --Prithee, stand farther
off. 80
_Cal._ Beat him enough: after a little time,
I’ll beat him too.
_Ste._ Stand farther. Come, proceed.
_Cal._ Why, as I told thee, ’tis a custom with him
I’ th’ afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain him,
Having first seized his books; or with a log 85
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember
First to possess his books; for without them
He’s but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
One spirit to command: they all do hate him 90
As rootedly as I. Burn but his books.
He has brave utensils,--for so he calls them,--
Which, when he has a house, he’ll deck withal.
And that most deeply to consider is
The beauty of his daughter; he himself 95
Calls her a nonpareil: I never saw a woman,
But only Sycorax my dam and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax
As great’st does least.
_Ste._ Is it so brave a lass?
_Cal._ Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, 100
And bring thee forth brave brood.
_Ste._ Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I
will be king and queen,--save our Graces!--and Trinculo
and thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou like the plot,
Trinculo? 105
_Trin._ Excellent.
_Ste._ Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but,
while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.
_Cal._ Within this half hour will he be asleep:
Wilt thou destroy him then?
_Ste._ Ay, on mine honour. 110
_Ari._ This will I tell my master.
_Cal._ Thou makest me merry; I am full of pleasure:
Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch
You taught me but while-ere?
_Ste._ At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any 115
reason. --Come on. Trinculo, let us sing. [_Sings._
Flout ’em and scout ’em, and scout ’em and flout ’em;
Thought is free.
_Cal._ That’s not the tune.
[_Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe._
_Ste._ What is this same? 120
_Trin._ This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture
of Nobody.
_Ste._ If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness:
if thou beest a devil, take’t as thou list.
_Trin._ O, forgive me my sins! 125
_Ste._ He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy
upon us!
_Cal._ Art thou afeard?
_Ste._ No, monster, not I.
_Cal._ Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, 130
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices,
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, 135
The clouds methought would open, and show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I waked,
I cried to dream again.
_Ste._ This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I
shall have my music for nothing. 140
_Cal._ When Prospero is destroyed.
_Ste._ That shall be by and by: I remember the story.
_Trin._ The sound is going away; let’s follow it, and
after do our work.
_Ste._ Lead, monster; we’ll follow. I would I could see 145
this taborer; he lays it on.
_Trin._ Wilt come? I’ll follow, Stephano. [_Exeunt._
Notes: III, 2.
SCENE II. Another...] Theobald. The other... Pope.
Enter ...] Enter S. and T. reeling, Caliban following with a bottle.
Capell. Enter C. S. and T. with a bottle. Johnson.]
8: _head_] F1. _heart_ F2 F3 F4.
13, 14: _on. By this light, thou_] _on, by this light thou_ Ff.
_on, by this light. --Thou_ Capell.
25: _debauched_] _debosh’d_ Ff.
37: _to the suit I made to thee_] _the suit I made thee_ Steevens,
who prints all Caliban’s speeches as verse.
60: Johnson conjectured that this line was spoken by Stephano.
68: _farther_] F1 _no further_ F2 F3 F4.
72: [Beats him.] Rowe.
84: _there_] _then_ Collier MS.
89: _nor_] _and_ Pope.
93: _deck_] _deck’t_ Hanmer.
96: _I never saw a woman_] _I ne’er saw woman_ Pope.
99: _great’st does least_] _greatest does the least_ Rowe.
115, 116:] Printed as verse in Ff.
115: _any_] F1. _and_ F2 F3 F4.
117: _scout ’em, and scout ’em_] Pope. _cout ’em and skowt ’em_ Ff.
125: _sins_] _sin_ F4.
132: _twangling_] _twanging_ Pope.
133: _sometime_] F1. _sometimes_ F2 F3 F4.
137: _that_] om. Pope.
147: Trin. _Will come? I’ll follow, Stephano_] Trin. _Wilt come?_
Ste. _I’ll follow._ Capell. Ste. _... Wilt come?_
Trin. _I’ll follow, Stephano._ Ritson conj.
