I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard. Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grow; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts; 1 To snare the nimble marmozet; 2 I'll bring thee Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any more talking. Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drowned, we will inherit here. Here; bear my bottle. Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again. Cal. Farewell, master; farewell, farewell.' [sings drunkenly. Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish ; Nor fetch in firing At requiring, Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish ; Ban Ban, Ca-Caliban, Has a new master-Get a new man. Earth-nuts. SHAK. 2 A small monkey. 3 Sea-gulls. I. D Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom, hey-day, freedom! Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I. Before Prospero's cell. Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log. Fer. There be some sports are painful; and their labor Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, Had ne'er like executor. I forget: But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my la bors; Most busy-less, when I do it. Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance. Mir. Alas, now! pray you, Work not so hard: I would the lightning had Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile! Pray, set it down, and rest you: when this burns, "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 What I must strive to do. Mir. 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 ; I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, While I sit lazy by. Mir. 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, Pro. Poor worm! thou art infected; You look wearily. This visitation shows it. Mir. Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me, When you are by at night. I do beseech you, (Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers) What is your name ? Mir. Miranda :-O my father, I have broke your hest1 to say so ! Fer. Indeed, the top of admiration; Admired Miranda! worth Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard; and many a time Mir. I do not know One of my sex; no woman's face remember, I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty, The jewel in my dower, I would not wish Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle Something too wildly, and my father's precepts 3 Made it doubtful whether the virtue or the defect pre. ponderated. Alluding to the picture of Venus by Apelles. Fer. I am, in my condition, A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; (I would, not so!) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than to suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak : The very instant that I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides, Mir. Do you love me ? 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 boded me, to mischief! I, Beyond all limit of what else i' the world, Mir. I am a fool, Fair encounter To weep at what I am glad of. Pro. Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace On that which breeds between them! Fer. Wherefore weep you? Mir. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give; and much less take, What I shall die to want. But this is trifling; And all the more it seeks to hide itself, 1 Swell and inflame my mouth. 2 Of aught else. |