The Tempest

Act 3, Scene 2

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STEPHANO

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.

TRINCULO

Servant-monster! The folly of this island! They say there’s but five upon this isle; we are three of them; if th’ other two be brained like us, the state totters.

STEPHANO

Drink, servant-monster, when I bid : eyes are almost set in head.

TRINCULO

Where should they be set else? He were a brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.

STEPHANO

My man-monster drown’d his tongue in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me; I swam, I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues, off and on, by this light. be my lieutenant, 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 nothing neither.

STEPHANO

Moon-calf, speak once in life, if beest a good moon-calf.

CALIBAN

How does honour? Let me lick shoe. I’ll not serve him, he is not valiant.

TRINCULO

liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to justle a constable. Why, deboshed fish , was there ever man a coward that drunk so much sack as I today? Wilt tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?

CALIBAN

Lo, how he mocks me! wilt 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 .

STEPHANO

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.

CALIBAN

I thank my noble lord. Wilt be pleas’d to hearken once again to the suit I made to ?

STEPHANO

Marry. will I. Kneel and repeat it. I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.

CALIBAN

As I told before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer, that by his cunning cheated me of the island.

ARIEL

liest.

CALIBAN

liest, jesting monkey, ;
I would my valiant master would destroy ;
I do not lie.

STEPHANO

Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his tale, by 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;
From me he got it. If greatness will,
Revenge it on him,—for I know dar’st;
But this thing dare not,—

STEPHANO

That’s most certain.

CALIBAN

be lord of it and I’ll serve .

STEPHANO

How now shall this be compassed? Canst bring me to the party?

CALIBAN

Yea, yea, my lord: I’ll yield him asleep,
Where mayst knock a nail into his head.

ARIEL

liest. canst not.

CALIBAN

What a pied ninny’s this! scurvy patch!
I do beseech 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.

STEPHANO

Trinculo, run into no further danger: interrupt the monster one word further, and by this hand, I’ll turn my mercy out o’ doors, and make a stock-fish of .

TRINCULO

Why, what did I? I did nothing. I’ll go farther off.

STEPHANO

not say he lied?

ARIEL

liest.

STEPHANO

Do I so? Take that.

STEPHANO

As you like this, give me the lie another time.

TRINCULO

I did not give the lie. Out o’ your wits and hearing too? A pox o’ your bottle! this can sack and drinking do. A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers!

CALIBAN

Ha, ha, ha!

STEPHANO

Now, forward with your tale.—Prithee stand further off.

CALIBAN

Beat him enough: after a little time,
I’ll beat him too.

STEPHANO

Stand farther.—Come, proceed.

CALIBAN

Why, as I told , a custom with him
I’ th’ afternoon to sleep: there mayst brain him,
Having first seiz’d his books; or with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his wezand with knife. Remember
First to possess his books; for without them
He’s but a sot, as I am, nor not
One spirit to command: they all do hate him
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 .
And that most deeply to consider is
The beauty of his daughter; he himself
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.

STEPHANO

Is it so brave a lass?

CALIBAN

Ay, lord, she will become bed, I warrant,
And bring forth brave brood.

STEPHANO

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. like the plot, Trinculo?

TRINCULO

Excellent.

STEPHANO

Give me hand: I am sorry I beat ; but while liv’st, keep a good tongue in head.

CALIBAN

Within this half hour will he be asleep.
Wilt destroy him then?

STEPHANO

Ay, on mine honour.

ARIEL

This will I tell my master.

CALIBAN

mak’st me merry. I am full of pleasure.
Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch
You taught me but while-ere?

STEPHANO

At request, monster, I will do reason, any reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing.

STEPHANO

Flout ’em and cout ’em,
and scout ’em and flout ’em:
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 of Nobody.

STEPHANO

If beest a man, show thyself in likeness: if beest a devil, take ’t as list.

TRINCULO

O, forgive me my sins!

STEPHANO

He that dies pays all debts: I defy . Mercy upon us!

CALIBAN

Art afeard?

STEPHANO

No, monster, not I.

CALIBAN

Be not afeard. The isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices,
That, if I then had wak’d after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak’d,
I cried to dream again.

STEPHANO

This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall 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 after do our work.

STEPHANO

Lead, monster: we’ll follow. I would I could see this taborer! he lays it on. Wilt come?

TRINCULO

I’ll follow, Stephano.

All of The Tempest

Act 1

Act 1, Scene 1Act 1, Scene 2,

Act 2

Act 2, Scene 1Act 2, Scene 2,

Act 3

Act 3, Scene 1Act 3, Scene 2Act 3, Scene 3,

Act 4

Act 4, Scene 1,

Act 5

Act 5, Scene 1,

Opening and close

Epilogue

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