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The Tempest Page #6
As I told thee before
I am subject to a tyrant, a sorceress
that by her cunning hath cheated
me of the island
Thou liest
Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou
I do not lie
Trinculo, if you trouble him any
more in's tale by this hand
I will supplant some of your teeth
Why, I said nothing
Mum, then, and no more
Proceed
I say, by sorcery she got this isle
from me she got it
If thy greatness will revenge it on her
thou shalt be lord of it
and I'll serve thee
How now shall this be compassed?
Canst thou bring me to the party?
Yea, yea, my lord!
I'll yield her thee asleep, where thou
mayst knock a nail into her head
Thou liest:
Thou canst notWhat a pied ninny's this!
Thou scurvy patch!
I do beseech thy greatness, give him
blows and take his bottle from him
Why, what did I? I did nothing
I'll go farther off
Didst thou not just say he lied?
Thou liest
Do I so? Take thou that. As you like
this, give me the lie another time
Why? I did not give the lie
Out o' your wits and bearing too?
A pox o' your bottle!
And the devil take your fingers!
Now...
forward with your tale
- Prithee
Come, proceed
Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with
her, I' th'late afternoon to sleep
or with a log batter her skull
or paunch her with a stake
or cut her wezand with thy knife
But remember first
to possess her books
for without them she's but a sot,
as I am
nor hath not one spirit to command
they all do hate her as rootedly as I
Burn but her books
And that most deeply to consider
is the beauty of her daughter
Of women I've seen but these
and Sycorax my dam
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax
as great'st does least
Is it so brave a lass?
Ay, lord
she will become thy bed, I warrant
And bring thee forth brave brood
Monster, I will kill this witch
her daughter and I will be King
and Queen
and Trinculo and thyself shall be
viceroys
Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo?
Excellent
Give me thy hand
I am sorry I beat thee
Within this half hour will she be asleep
Wilt thou destroy her then?
Ay, on mine honour
This will I tell my master
Thou makest me merry
I am full of pleasure
Come on, Trinculo, let us sing
Flout 'em and scout 'em
Thought is free! Grog 'em then flog 'em
and flog 'em and grog 'em
Thought is free
Nab 'em and stab 'em,
stab 'em and nab 'em
Thought is free
Bag 'em and hang 'em,
hang 'em and bag 'em
Thought is free
Play 'em and flay 'em, flay 'em
and play 'em. Thought is free
What is this same?
If thou beest a man, show thyself
O, forgive me my sins!
Mercy upon us!
Art thou afeard?
No, monster, not I
Be not afeard:
The isle is full of noisessounds and sweet airs, that give
delight and hurt not
Sometimes a thousand twangling
instruments will hum about mine ears
and sometime voices that, if I
then had waked after long sleep
will make me sleep again
and then, in dreaming,
the clouds methought would open
upon me that, when I waked
This will prove a brave kingdom to me,
where I shall have my music for nothing
When Prospera is destroyed
By'r Lakin
I can go no further, sir
I needs must rest me
Old lord, I cannot blame thee, who
am myself attach'd with weariness
Sit down, and rest
He is drown'd whom thus
we stray to find
and the sea mocks our frustrate
search on land
Well, let him go
I am right glad
that he's so out of hope
The next advantage will we take
thoroughly
Let it be tonight
What harmony is this?
My good friends, hark!
Marvellous sweet music!
Give us kind keepers, heavens!
A living drollery
Now I will believe
that there are unicorns
If in Naples, I should report this
We have stomachs
Will't please you taste of what is here?
Faith, sir, you need not fear
I will stand to and feed
although my last, no matter
since I feel the best is past
You are three men of sin!
Whom destiny hath caused
to belch up you
and on this island where man doth
not inhabit
you 'mongst men being
most unfit to live
I have made you mad
You fools! I and my fellows
are ministers of fate
the elements
of whom your swords are temper'd may
as well wound the loud winds
as diminish one dowle
that's in my plume
But remember
for that's my business to you
supplant good Prospera
her and her innocent child
for which foul deed the powers,
delaying, not forgetting
have incensed the seas and shores
yea, all the creatures,
against your peace
Thee of thy son, Alonso,
they have bereft
and do pronounce
by me lingering perdition
shall step by step attend you
and your ways
Bravely the figure of this harpy
hast thou perform'd, my Ariel
My high charms work
and these mine enemies are all
knit up in their distractions
they now are in my pow'r
I' the name of something holy, sir
why stand you in this strange stare?
O, it is monstrous, monstrous!
Methought the billows spoke
and told me of it
the winds did sing it to me
and the thunder
that deep and dreadful organ pipe
pronounced the name of Prospera
it did bass my trespass
Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded
and I'll seek him deeper than e'er
plummet sounded
and with him there lie mudded
But one fiend at a time,
I'll be thy second
All three of them are desperate
their great guilt, like poison
given to work a great time after
now 'gins to bite the spirits
and hinder them
from what this ecstasy may
now provoke them to
If I have too austerely punish'd you,
your compensation makes amends
for I have given you here a third
of mine own life
or that for which I live
all thy vexations were but
my trials of thy love
and thou hast strangely stood the test
O Ferdinand, do not smile at me
that I boast of her
for thou shalt find she will outstrip all
praise and make it halt behind her
I do believe it against an oracle
Then, as my gift and thine own
acquisition worthily purchased
take my daughter
But If thou dost break her virgin-knot
before all sanctimonious ceremonies
no sweet aspersion shall the heavens
let fall to make this contract grow
As I hope for quiet days,
fair issue and long life
the strongest temptation shall
never melt mine honour into lust
Fairly spoke
Sit then and talk with her
she is thine own
Monster, your fairy
which you say is a harmless fairy
has done little better than played
the Jack with us
Monster, I do smell all horse-piss, at
which my nose is in great indignation
So is mine. Do you hear, monster?
Good my lord, give me thy favour still
Ay, but to lose our bottles
in the pool
There is not only disgrace
and dishonour in that, monster
but an infinite loss
That's more to me than my wetting. Yet
all this is your harmless fairy, monster
What, Ariel!
My industrious servant
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