herefore this ghastly looking? Con. What's the matter?

eb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, en now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing e bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? Frook mine ear most terribly.

lon. I heard nothing.

nt. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; make an earthquake! sure, it was the roar a whole herd of lions.

lon. Heard you this, Gonzalo ?

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on. Upon my honour, sir, I heard a humming,
that a strange one too, which did awake me:
ak'd you, sir, and cry'd; 'as mine eyes open'd,
w their weapons drawn:-there was a noise,
t's verity: 'Tis best we stand upon our guard;
hat we quit this place: let's draw our weapons.
lon. Lead off this ground; and let's make further
search

my poor son,

on. Heavens keep him from these beasts!

he is, sure, i' the island.

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Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have

lon. Lead away...

done:

[Aside.

king, go safely on to seek thy son."

[Exeunt.

SCENE

i SCENE II.

Another Part of the Island. Enter CALIBAN with a
Burden of Wood: A Noise of Thunder heard.

Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up
From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and makę
him

TEMPEST

I know not where to hide Sand cannot chuse but fall by wire? a man or a fish? D mells like a fish; a very ael; a kind of, not of the ne tange fish! Were I in Englan and had but this fish painte are but would give a piece monster make a man; a es a man: when they will the a lame beggar, they wi d Indian. Legg'd like a ! Warm, o' my troth! ion, hold it no longer; under, that has lately suffe as! the storm is come ag ap under his gaberdine; t ereabout: Misery acquaints lows: I will here shrow m be past.

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By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me,
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark
Out of my way, unless he bid 'em; but
For every trifle they are set upon me:
Sometime like apes, that moe and chatter at me,
And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which
Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount
Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I
All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues,
Do hiss me into madness: - Lo! now! lo!

Enter TRINCULO,

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

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Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did be

fore,

Enter STEPHANO singing,

This

Ste. I shall no more to

Here shall I dye
is is a very scurvy tune to
Well, here's my comfort.
The master, the swabber, the
The gunner and his mate
Low'd Mall, Meg, and Mar
But none of us car'd for

, I know not where to hide my head: yond' same d cannot chuse but fall by pailfuls. - What have here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish: mells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like [1; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. A nge fish! Were I in England now (as once I was) had but this fish painted, not a holiday-fool e but would give a piece of silver: there would monster make a man; any strange beast there es a man: when they will not give a doit to re: a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a I Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like s! Warm, o' my troth! I do now let loose my Lion, hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an ader, that has lately suffer'd by a thunder-bolt. s! the storm is come again: my best way is to p under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter eabout: Misery acquaints a man with strange bed ows: I will here shrowd, till the dregs of the m be past.

Enter STEPHANO singing, a Bottle in his Hand.
Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea,

Here shall I dye a-shore,

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is is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral: ell, here's my comfort.

The master, the swabber, the boatswain and I,
The gunner and his mate,

Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery,
But none of us car'd for Kate:

[Drinks.

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For

For she had a tongue with a tang,
Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang:
She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch,

EL

Yet a taylor might scratch her where-e'er she did itch:
Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang.
This is a scurvy tune too: But here's my comfort.

Cal. Do not torment me: Oh!

[Drinks.

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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 afraid now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went upon four legs, cannot make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils.

Cal. The spirit torments me: Oh!

Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; who has got, as I take it, an ague: Where the devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that: If I can recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neats-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 never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not

TEMPEST

30 much for him; he s
, and that soundly.
Thou dost me yet but
I know it by thy tren
upon thee.

Come on your ways; of
at which will give languag
mouth: this will shake yo
and that soundly; you c
; open your chaps again.
Tra. I should know that voi
he is drown'd; and these a

. Four legs, and two vo
ster! His forward voice
s friend; his backward
hes, and to detract. If al
recover him, I will help his

pour

some in thy other in . Stephano,2. Doth thy other mouth ca This is a devil, and no г T have no long spoon. Stephano! if thou b and speak to me; for I a -thy good friend Trincul If thou be'st Trinculo, by the lesser legs; if ar are they. Thou art v

too much for him; he shall pay for him that him, and that soundly.

1. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt

I know it by thy trembling: Now Prosper s upon thee.

. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here
at which will give language to you, cat; open
mouth: this will shake your shaking, I can tell
and that soundly; you cannot tell who's your
1; open your chaps again.
n. I should know that voice: It should be, -
he is drown'd; and these are devils: O! defend

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. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate ter! His forward voice now is to speak well s friend; his backward voice is to utter foul hes, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle ecover him, I will help his ague: Come-Amen: pour some in thy other mouth.

n. Stephano,

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

in. Stephano!--if thou be'st Stephano, touch and speak to me, for I am Trinculo ;-be not 1,-thy good friend Trinculo.

-. If thou be'st Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull by the lesser legs; if any be Trinculo's legs, are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed : How

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