Tempest by William Shakespeare
Act 3 - Scene 2
Another part of the island.
Stephano : Tell not me; when the butt is out, we will drink
[p]water; not a drop
before: therefore bear up, and
[p]board 'em. Servant-monster, drink to
me.
Trinculo : Servant-monster! the folly of this island! They
[p]say there's but
five upon this isle: we are three
[p]of them; if th' other two be
brained like us, the
[p]state totters.
Stephano : Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes
[p]are almost set in
thy head.
Trinculo : Where should they be set else? he were a brave
[p]monster indeed, if
they were set in his tail.
Stephano : My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in sack:
[p]for my part, the
sea cannot drown me; I swam, ere I
[p]could recover the shore, five
and thirty leagues off
[p]and on. By this light, thou shalt be my
lieutenant,
[p]monster, or my standard.
Trinculo : Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard.
Stephano : We'll not run, Monsieur Monster.
Trinculo : Nor go neither; but you'll lie like dogs and yet say
[p]nothing
neither.
Stephano : Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a
[p]good moon-calf.
Caliban : How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe.
[p]I'll not serve him; he's
not valiant.
Trinculo : Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to
[p]justle a
constable. Why, thou deboshed fish thou,
[p]was there ever man a
coward that hath drunk so much
[p]sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a
monstrous lie,
[p]being but half a fish and half a monster?
Caliban : Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord?
Trinculo : 'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be such a natural!
Caliban : Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prithee.
Stephano : Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head: if you
[p]prove a
mutineer,--the next tree! The poor monster's
[p]my subject and he
shall not suffer indignity.
Caliban : I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased to
[p]hearken once again
to the suit I made to thee?
Stephano : Marry, will I. kneel and repeat it; I will stand,
[p]and so shall
Trinculo.
Caliban : As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a
[p]sorcerer, that
by his cunning hath cheated me of the island.
Ariel : Thou liest.
Caliban : Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would my
[p]valiant master
would destroy thee! I do not lie.
Stephano : Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by
[p]this hand, I
will supplant some of your teeth.
Trinculo : Why, I said nothing.
Stephano : Mum, then, and no more. Proceed.
Caliban : I say, by sorcery he got this isle;
[p]From me he got it. if thy
greatness will
[p]Revenge it on him,--for I know thou darest,
[p]But
this thing dare not,--
Stephano : That's most certain.
Caliban : Thou shalt be lord of it and I'll serve thee.
Stephano : How now shall this be compassed?
[p]Canst thou bring me to the party?
Caliban : Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep,
[p]Where thou mayst
knock a nail into his bead.
Ariel : Thou liest; thou canst not.
Caliban : What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch!
[p]I do beseech thy
greatness, give him blows
[p]And take his bottle from him: when that's
gone
[p]He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show
him
[p]Where the quick freshes are.
Stephano : Trinculo, run into no further danger:
[p]interrupt the monster one
word further, and,
[p]by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out o'
doors
[p]and make a stock-fish of thee.
Trinculo : Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go farther
[p]off.
Stephano : Didst thou not say he lied?
Ariel : Thou liest.
Stephano : Do I so? take thou that.
[p][Beats TRINCULO]
[p]As you like this, give
me the lie another time.
Trinculo : I did not give the lie. Out o' your
[p]wits and bearing too? A pox o'
your bottle!
[p]this can sack and drinking do. A murrain on
[p]your
monster, and the devil take your fingers!
Caliban : Ha, ha, ha!
Stephano : Now, forward with your tale. Prithee, stand farther
[p]off.
Caliban : Beat him enough: after a little time
[p]I'll beat him too.
Stephano : Stand farther. Come, proceed.
Caliban : Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him,
[p]I' th' afternoon to
sleep: there thou mayst brain him,
[p]Having first seized his books,
or with a log
[p]Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
[p]Or
cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember
[p]First to possess his books;
for without them
[p]He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
[p]One
spirit to command: they all do hate him
[p]As rootedly as I. Burn but
his books.
[p]He has brave utensils,--for so he calls them--
[p]Which
when he has a house, he'll deck withal
[p]And that most deeply to
consider is
[p]The beauty of his daughter; he himself
[p]Calls her a
nonpareil: I never saw a woman,
[p]But only Sycorax my dam and
she;
[p]But she as far surpasseth Sycorax
[p]As great'st does least.
Stephano : Is it so brave a lass?
Caliban : Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant.
[p]And bring thee forth
brave brood.
Stephano : Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I
[p]will be king and
queen--save our graces!--and
[p]Trinculo and thyself shall be
viceroys. Dost thou
[p]like the plot, Trinculo?
Trinculo : Excellent.
Stephano : Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but,
[p]while thou livest,
keep a good tongue in thy head.
Caliban : Within this half hour will he be asleep:
[p]Wilt thou destroy him
then?
Stephano : Ay, on mine honour.
Ariel : This will I tell my master.
Caliban : Thou makest me merry; I am full of pleasure:
[p]Let us be jocund: will
you troll the catch
[p]You taught me but while-ere?
Stephano : At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any
[p]reason. Come on,
Trinculo, let us sing.
[p][Sings]
[p]Flout 'em and scout 'em
[p]And
scout 'em and flout 'em
[p]Thought is free.
Caliban : That's not the tune.
Stephano : What is this same?
Trinculo : This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture
[p]of Nobody.
Stephano : If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness:
[p]if thou beest a
devil, take't as thou list.
Trinculo : O, forgive me my sins!
Stephano : He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy upon us!
Caliban : Art thou afeard?
Stephano : No, monster, not I.
Caliban : Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
[p]Sounds and sweet airs,
that give delight and hurt not.
[p]Sometimes a thousand twangling
instruments
[p]Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
[p]That,
if I then had waked after long sleep,
[p]Will make me sleep again: and
then, in dreaming,
[p]The clouds methought would open and show
riches
[p]Ready to drop upon me that, when I waked,
[p]I cried to
dream again.
Stephano : This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall
[p]have my music
for nothing.
Caliban : When Prospero is destroyed.
Stephano : That shall be by and by: I remember the story.
Trinculo : The sound is going away; let's follow it, and
[p]after do our work.
Stephano : Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could see
[p]this tabourer; he
lays it on.
Trinculo : Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano.
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