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Execute all things: for no kind of traffick
Would I admit; no name of magistrate;

Letters should not be known; riches, poverty,
Aul use of service, none; contract, saccession,
Bourn, bond of land, tilth, vineyard, none:
No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil:

No ocenpation; all men idle, all;

And wonnen too; but innocent and pure:
No sovereignty:-

Seb

And yet he would be king on't. Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth for gets the leginning

Gon. All things in common nature should produce

Without sweat or endeavour: treason. felony,
Sword, pike, kuite, gun, or need of any engine,
Would I not have; but mature should bring
forth.

Of its own kind, all foizen, all abundance,
To feed my mnocent people.

Seb. No marrying "chong his subjects?

Ant. Noue, man: all alle; whores, and knaves. Gou. I would with such perfection govern, sir, To excel the golden age.

Ses

Ant. Long live Gonzalo! Gon

'Save his majesty !

And, do yon mark me, sir 7Alon. Pr'ythee, no more thou dost talk nothing to me. Gon. I do

well believe your highneas; and did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use to laugh at nothing.

Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at

Gon. Who in this kind of merry fooling, am nothing to you, so you may continue, and langh 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 Musick. 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 sleep, for I am very heavy ? Ant. Go sleep, and hear is

All deep but Alon. Seb. and Ant. Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine

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And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face,
What that should'st be the cerasion speaks
thee; and

My strong imagination sees a crown
Dropping upon thy head.

Seb

What, art thou waking?

Ant. Do you not hear me speak 7 Seb.

I do; and surely,

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Seb.

Then tell me, Claribel.

ells

Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwe Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from

Naples

Can have no note, unless the sun were post, (The man i' the moon's too slow,) till new-born chine

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TEMPEST.

Be rough and razorable: she from whom
We were all sea-swallowed, though some cast
Again:
And, by th Lestin'd to perform an act.
Wherest wa's past is prologue; what to come,
In yours and my discharge.

Seth

What stuff is this 7-How say you?

ACT 11.

Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you drawn? Wheretort this ghastly looking? Gon What's the matter 7 Ses. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow barst of bellowin Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you you? I heard nothing. a monster's ear; earthquake! sture it was the roar

"Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tu-li struck mine ear most terribly.

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So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions
There is some space
Ant

A space wiose every cabit
Seems to ery out. How shall that Claribel
Mensure us back to Naples 1-Keep in Tanis,
And let Sebastian wake! Say, this were death
That now hala seiz'd thein; why, they were no

We

Than now they are: There be, that can ruie
Naples,

As well as he that sleeps: lords, that can prate
As amply, and necessarily,

As this Gonzalo: I myself codd make

A cho igh of as deep chat. O, that you bore
The mind that I do! what a sleep were this

For your advancement! Do you understand me?
Seb. Methinks, I do.

Ant.

And how does your content Tender your own good fortune?

Sch

I remember,

You did supplant your brother Prospero.
Ant.

True:
And, look, how well my garments sit pon me:
Much feater than before: My brother'sservants
Were then my fellows, now they are my men.
Seb. But, for ywir conscience
Ant. Ay, sir: where lies that! if it weren kybe,
"Tworld put me to my slipper: but I feel not
This deity in my bosom: twenty conscienceS,
That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be
they,

And meit, ere they molest! Here lies your bro-
ther,
No exter than the euth he lies upon,
If he were that which now he's like that's dead:
Whom I, with this obediem steel, three lacner
of it.

Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus,
To the perpetual wink for aye might put
This ancient morsel, this sir Proudence, who
Should not opbraid our course. For all the rest,
They'll take sugrestion, as a çat laps milk;
They'll tell the clock to any lousiness that
We say betits the hour.

Seb

Shall be my precedent;

Thy case, dear friend,
as thon go'st Milan,

I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword; one stroke

Shall free thee from the tribute which thou

And

Ait

pay'st: I the

king shall love thee.

Draw together:

And when I rear my hand, do you the like,
To fall it on Gouzalo.

Seb

O, but one wond.

They concerse apart.

Musick Re-enter Ariel, invisible.

Ari. My master through his art foresees the
danger
That you, his friends, are in: and sends me forth,
(For else his projects die.) to ker them living.
Sings in Gonzalo's car.

Wile you here do snoring lie,

Open-ry'd cou-picary
Hie time doth take:
If of life you keep a care,

Shake off lumber, and beware:
Awake! awake!

Ant. Then let us both be sullen.
Gon. Now good angels, preserve the king!
They wake

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Cal. All the infectious that the sun stucks up
From blogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make
By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me,
And yet I nerds must curse. But they'll nor
pinch,

Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the
Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark
mire,
G.
my way, nuless he bid them; but
Sometimes like apes, that moe and chatter at me,
For every trifle are they set upon me:
And after, bite me: then like hedgehogs, which
Their prieks at my foot-ball: sometimes aun 1
Lie tumbling in my barefoot way, and mount
All wound with adders, who, with cloven

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Here comes a spirit of his and to torment me,
Perchance he will not mind ine.
For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat,

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another stoon brewing; ing; Thear it sing i' the wind: wind: yond' same black cloud, youd' huge one, looks like a foul bamhound that would shed his liquor. If it should hide my head: yond' same cloud cannot choose thunder, as it did before, I know not where to

-What have we here? a man

now,

A

hut fall by pailtuls a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell; a or a fish? Dead or alive? A fist: he smel strange fish! Were I in kind of, not of the newest, Poor Juha. England I was.) and had but this fish painted, not a ha(as once liday-fool there but would give a piece of silver there would this monster make a man; any strange twast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve lame berbu they will lay oun ten to see a dead ludian. Legg'd like a man? and his fins like nems! Warm o' my truth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer: this is no fish Instan bolt. | Thunder. | Alas! the storm is come again: islander, that hath lately suffered by a thunder my best way is to creep under his gaberdime;

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ac-11 hope thou art not drowned. Is the storm
now,
will over-blown? I hid me under the dead moon-

quaints a man with strange bedfellows.
here shroad, till the dregs of the storm be past.
Enter Stephano, singing; a Bottle in his Hand.
Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea,
Here shall I die ashore;-

This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's

fimeral:

Well, here's my comfort.

[Drinks.

The moster, the swahher, the boatswain, and I,
The gunner, and his mate,
Good Mal, Meg, and Marion, and Margery,
But none of us card for Kate:
Far she had a tongue with a tang,
Wall cry to a snilor, Go, hang:
She low'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch,
Yet & tailor might scratch her where'er she did

itch:

Then to sen, boys, and let her go hang. This a scurvy tune too: But here's my comfort. Drinks.

Cal. Do not torment me: 0!

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 afe ind 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, whilst 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 hiin some relief, if it be but for that: If t can recover him, and keep him taime, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's-leather. Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee;

I'll bring my wood home faster.

Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle; if he have never drank wine afore, it will go near to remove 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 sortedly

Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt Anon, I know it by thy trembling;

Now Proper 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: yon cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps

again.

Trin. I should know that voice: it should be -But he is drowned; and these are devils: O! defend me!

Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most deli cate monster! r! His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: Come, Amen! I will pour some in thy other month.

Trin.

Stephano,

Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: 1 will leave him; I have no long spoon.

calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: And art thon living, Stephano 10 Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd!

S'e. Pr'ythee do not turn me about; my sto

mach is not constant.

sprites

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not Tha's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor:

I will kneel to him.

Ste. How did'st thou 'scape? How eam'st thou hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cain'st hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore. Cal.

I'll swear, npon 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; 1 can
swim like a duck, I'll be sworn.
Ste. Here, kiss the book: Though thou canst
swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose.
Tria. 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/
Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was
the man in the moon, when time was.

Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore
thee; My mistress showed me thee, and thy
dog, and bush.

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 monster:-Iafeard of hiin ? a very weak inonster: The man i' the moon 7-a most poor cre dulous monster: Well drawn, monster, in good Booth.

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
dronken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll
rob his bottle.

Cal. I'll kiss thy foot; 1'll swear myself thy

subject.

Ste. Come on then; down, and swear.
Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this
puppy-headed monster: A most scurvy monster!
I could find in my heart to beat him,-

Ste. Come, kisa.

Trin.but Tri that the poor monster's in drink: An abominable inonster!

Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck
thee berries:

I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
A plaque upon the tyrant that I serve!
I'll bear hiin no more sticks, but follow thee,
Thon wondrous man.

Trin. A inost ridiculous monster: to make a wonder of a poor drunkard.

grow;

nuts:

thee

Cal. I pi'ythee, let me bring thee where craba And I with my long nails will dig thee pigShow thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble inarmozet: I'll bring thee To clust'ring filberts, and sometimes I'll get Trin. Stephanol-If thou beest Stephano.touch Young sea-mells from the rock: Wilt thou go with me? me, and steak to me for I am Trinculo;-be Ste. 1 pr'ythea now, lead the way, without not afeard-thy good friend Trinculo. Se. If thou beest Trincnto, coine forth; I'll any more talking. Trineculo, the king and all pull thee by lesser lers; if any be Trincolo's our company else being drowned, we will inlers, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, herit here.-Here; bear my bottle. Fe Indeed: How cam'st thou to he the siege of this

the

moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos?

Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunderstroke-Eut art thou not drowned, Stephano ?

Fellow

Trincule, we'll fil him by and by again.
Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell.
Sings drunkenly.
Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster.

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TEMPEST.

Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish;
BanBe, Ca-Caliban,

Has a mo master-get a new man.
Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom,
hey-day, freedom!
Ste. O brave monster! lead the way.

ACT III.

Ezeunt.

SCENE 1. Befare Prospero's Cell.
Enter Ferdinand, bearing e Log.
sports

Fer. There be some
their labou

are

painful; and

Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be
As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; bat

The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's
dead,

And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is

Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed:
And he's composed of harshness. I must remove
Some thornsauds of these logs, and pile thet up,
Upon a sore injunction: My sweet mistress
Weeps

when she sees me work;
bauseness

Had ne'er like executor.

and says, such

1 forget;

But these sweet thoughts do even refresh ray labones;

Most busy-less when I do it.

Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance.
Mira

Work not so hard: I would, the light'ning had
Alas, now, pray you,
Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoined to
pile!

Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this birus,
Twill weep for having wearied you: my father
Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself;
He's safe for these three hours.

Fer.

O most dear mistress,

The sun will set, before I shall discharge
What I must strive to do.

Mira.

If you'll sit down,

I'll bear your logs the while; 'Pray, give me that:

I'll carry it to the pile.
Fer.

No. precious creature: 'd rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonour undergo, While I sit lazy by.

Mira

It would become me
As well as it does you and I should do it
With much more ease, for my good will is to it,
And your's it is against.

Рто.

Poor worm! thou art infected;

This visitation shews it.
Mira.

You look w

Fer. No, noble mistress;

wearily.

'tis fresh morning

with ine,

When you are by at night. I do beseech yon,
(Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,)
What is your name?
Μια

Miranda:-O my father,

have broken your hest to say so!

Fer

Admir'd Miranda!

Indeed, the top of admiration; worth
What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I Liked several women: never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,
And put it to the foil: But you, O you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created

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I do not know
One of my sex; no woman's face remember,
Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have
More that I may call men, than you, good friend,
And my dear father: how features are abroad,
I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,
(The jewel in iny dower,) I would not wish
Any companion in the world but you;
Nor can imagination forin a shape,
Besides yourselt, to like of: but I prattle
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts

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The very instant that I saw you, did
To make me slave to it; and, for your sake,
My heart fly to your service: there resides,
Mira.
Ain 1 this patient log-man!

Do you love me 1
Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this
sound,

And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
What best is hoded me, to mischief! 1,
Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

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Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island!
They say, there's but five upon this iste: we

are three of them if the other two be brained
like us, the state totters

Ste Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee
thy eyes are alinast set in the head.

Trin. Where shiurild they be set else? he were a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.

Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in sack for my part, the sea cannot drown me;

te

I

I swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-anu- this can sack, and drinking do. A murrain on thirty leagues, off and on, by this light. Thou your monster, and the devil take your fingers!

shalt be iny beatenant, monster, or my standard.
Trin. Your Leutenant, if you list; he's no
standard.

Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster.
Tria. Nor go neither bou you'll lie, like dogs;
and yet say nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-call, speak once in thy life, if thon
neest a good moon-calf

Cal. How does thy honour ? Let me lick thy

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Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a inutineer, the next treeThe poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity.

Cal 1 thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd

To hearken once again the snit I made thee 1

Ste. Marry will 1: kneel, and repeat it, I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.

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asleep,

Where thon may'st knock a nail into his head.
Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.

Cal What a pied ninny's this? Thon scurvy
patch!

I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,
And take his bottle from him: when that's gone.
He shall drink nougla bat brine: for P'll not
show him

Where the quick freshes are.

Ste Trinenlo, run into no further danger: interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, J'll purn my mercy out of doors. and inake a stock-fish of thee.

Trin. Why, what did 17 I did nothing: I'll

go further off.

Ste. Didst thou not say he lied 7
Ari. Thou liest.

Ste Dol? take thon that. Strikes him.]
As you like thia, give ine the lie another time.
Trin. I did not give the lie: Out o' your
wits, and hearing too ?-A pox o' your bottle!

Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

Ste

Now, forward with stand further off.

your tale. Pr'ythee

Col. Beat him enough: after a little time,
P'll beat him too.

Se

Lim

Stand further. Come, proceed.

Cat. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with I' the afternoon to sleep there thou may'st

brain him,

Having first beiz'd his books: or with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his weazand with thy knife: Remember,
First to possess his books; for without them
He's hint a sot, as I am, nor hath not
One spirit to comunatel: They all do hate him,
As runtedly as 1: Born but lns books;

He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them.)
Which, when he has a houre, he'll deck withal.
And that most dee ly to consider, is

The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a nonpared: I ne'er saw woman,
But only Sycorax iny dan, and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
As greatest does least.

Ste.

Is it so brave a lass?

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I

warrant,

And bring thee forth brave brood.

Ste. Monster, I will kill this tonu: his daughter and I will be king and queen; (ave our graces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys: Dost then like the plot, Trineulo 1

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.

Ari. This will I tell my master.
Cal. Thor mak'st me merry: 1 am full of

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Ready to drop npon me; that, when I wak'd,
I cry'd to dream again.

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me,
where I shall have my musick for nothing.
Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.
Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember
the story.

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