Mir. I am a foole To weepe at what I am glad of
Pro. Faire encounter Of two most rare affections: heauens raine grace On that which breeds betweene "em
Fer. Wherefore weepe you?
Mir. At mine vnworthinesse, that dare not offer What I desire to giue; and much lesse take What I shall die to want: But this is trifling, And all the more it seekes to hide it selfe, The bigger bulke it shewes. Hence bashfull cunning, And prompt me plaine and holy innocence.
I am your wife, if you will marrie me; If not, Ile die your maid: to be your fellow You may denie me, but Ile be your seruant Whether you will or no
Fer. My Mistris (deerest) And I thus humble euer
Mir. My husband then?
Fer. I, with a heart as willing As bondage ere of freedome: heere"s my hand
Mir. And mine, with my heart in"t; and now farewel Till halfe an houre hence
Fer. A thousand, thousand.
Exeunt.
Pro. So glad of this as they I cannot be, Who are surpriz"d with all; but my reioycing At nothing can be more: Ile to my booke, For yet ere supper time, must I performe Much businesse appertaining.
Enter.
Scoena Secunda.
Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo.
Ste. Tell not me, when the But is out we will drinke water, not a drop before; therefore beare vp, & boord em" Seruant Monster, drinke to me
Trin. Seruant Monster? the folly of this Iland, they say there"s but fiue vpon this Isle; we are three of them, if th" other two be brain"d like vs, the State totters
Ste. Drinke seruant Monster when I bid thee, thy eies are almost set in thy head
Trin. Where should they bee set else? hee were a braue Monster indeede if they were set in his taile
Ste. My man-Monster hath drown"d his tongue in sacke: for my part the Sea cannot drowne mee, I swam ere I could recouer the sh.o.r.e, fiue and thirtie Leagues off and on, by this light thou shalt bee my Lieutenant Monster, or my Standard
Trin. Your Lieutenant if you list, hee"s no standard
Ste. Weel not run Monsieur Monster
Trin. Nor go neither: but you"l lie like dogs, and yet say nothing neither
Ste. Moone-calfe, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good Moone-calfe
Cal. How does thy honour? Let me licke thy shooe: Ile not serue him, he is not valiant
Trin. Thou liest most ignorant Monster, I am in case to iustle a Constable: why, thou debosh"d Fish thou, was there euer man a Coward, that hath drunk so much Sacke as I to day? wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but halfe a Fish, and halfe a Monster?
Cal. Loe, how he mockes me, wilt thou let him my Lord?
Trin. Lord, quoth he? that a Monster should be such a Naturall?
Cal. Loe, loe againe: bite him to death I prethee
Ste. Trinculo, keepe a good tongue in your head: If you proue a mutineere, the next Tree: the poore Monster"s my subiect, and he shall not suffer indignity
Cal. I thanke my n.o.ble Lord. Wilt thou be pleas"d to hearken once againe to the suite I made to thee?
Ste. Marry will I: kneele, and repeate it, I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.
Enter Ariell inuisible.
Cal. As I told thee before, I am subiect to a Tirant, A Sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me Of the Island
Ariell. Thou lyest
Cal. Thou lyest, thou iesting Monkey thou: I would my valiant Master would destroy thee.
I do not lye
Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in"s tale, By 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 Greatnesse will Reuenge it on him, (for I know thou dar"st) But this Thing dare not
Ste. That"s most certaine
Cal. Thou shalt be Lord of it, and Ile serue thee
Ste. How now shall this be compast?
Canst thou bring me to the party?
Cal. Yea, yea my Lord, Ile yeeld him thee asleepe, Where thou maist knocke a naile into his head
Ariell. Thou liest, thou canst not
Cal. What a py"de Ninnie"s this? Thou scuruy patch: I do beseech thy Greatnesse giue him blowes, And take his bottle from him: When that"s gone, He shall drinke nought but brine, for Ile not shew him Where the quicke Freshes are
Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger: Interrupt the Monster one word further, and by this hand, Ile turne my mercie out o" doores, and make a Stockfish of thee
Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing: Ile go farther off
Ste. Didst thou not say he lyed?