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The Tempest, IV. i

All's hush'd as midnight yet.

Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the
pool,— 209

Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour
in that, monster, but an infinite loss.

Trin. That's more to me than my wetting:
yet this is your harmless fairy, monster. 213

Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be
o'er ears for my labour.

Cal. Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here, 216
This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter.
Do that good mischief, which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker. 220

Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have
bloody thoughts.

Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy
Stephano! look, what a wardrobe here is for
thee! 225

Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash.

Trin. O, ho, monster! we know what belongs
to a frippery.—O king Stephano! 228

Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this
hand, I'll have that gown.

Trin. Thy grace shall have it.

Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean 232
To dote thus on such luggage? Let's along,
And do the murder first: if he awake,
From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches;
Make us strange stuff. 236


223 king Stephano; cf. n.
228 frippery: place for the sale of old clothing