Shakespeare - First Folio facsimile (1910)/The Tempest/Act 2 Scene 2
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Scæna Secunda.
Enter Caliban, with a burthen of Wood {a noyse of
Thunderbeard.)
Thunderbeard.)
Cal.
All the infections that the Sunne suckes vp
From Bogs, Fens, Flats, on Prosper fall, and make him
By ynch-meale a disease: his Spirits heare me,
And yet I needes must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with Vrchyn-shewes, pitch me i'th mire,
Nor lead me like a fire-brand, in the darke
Out of my way, vnlesse he bid 'em; but
For euery trifle, are they set vpon me,
Sometime like Apes, that moe and chatter at me,
And after bite me: then like Hedg-hogs, which
Lye tumbling in my bare-foote way, and mount
Their pricks at my foot-fall: sometime am I
All wound with Adders, who with clouen tongues
Doe hisse me into madnesse: Lo, now Lo,
Enter Trinculo.
Here comes a Spirit of his, and to torment me
For bringing wood in slowly: I'le fall flat,
Perchance he will not minde me.
All the infections that the Sunne suckes vp
From Bogs, Fens, Flats, on Prosper fall, and make him
By ynch-meale a disease: his Spirits heare me,
And yet I needes must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with Vrchyn-shewes, pitch me i'th mire,
Nor lead me like a fire-brand, in the darke
Out of my way, vnlesse he bid 'em; but
For euery trifle, are they set vpon me,
Sometime like Apes, that moe and chatter at me,
And after bite me: then like Hedg-hogs, which
Lye tumbling in my bare-foote way, and mount
Their pricks at my foot-fall: sometime am I
All wound with Adders, who with clouen tongues
Doe hisse me into madnesse: Lo, now Lo,
Enter Trinculo.
Here comes a Spirit of his, and to torment me
For bringing wood in slowly: I'le fall flat,
Perchance he will not minde me.
Tri.
Here's neither bush, nor shrub to beare off any
weather at all: and another Storme brewing, I heare it
sing ith' winde; yond same blacke cloud, yond huge
one, lookes like a soule bumbard that would shed his
liquor; if it should thunder, as it did before, I know
not where to hide my head: yond same cloud cannot
choose but fall by paile-fuls. What haue we here, a man,
or a fish? dead or aliue? a fish, hee smels like a fish: a
very ancient and fish-like smell: a kinde of, not of the
newest poore-John: a strange fish: were I in England
now (as once I was) and had but this fish painted; not
a holiday-foole there but would giue a peece of siluer:
there, would this Monster, make a man: any strange
beast there, makes a man: when they will not giue a
doit to relieue a lame Begger, they will lay out ten to see
a dead Indian: Leg'd like a man; and his Finnes like
Armes: warme o'my troth: I doe now let loose my opinion;
hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an Islander,
that hath lately suffered by a Thunderbolt: Alas,
the storme is come againe: my best way is to creepe vnder
his Gaberdine: there is no other shelter hereabout:
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellowes:
I will here shrowd till the dregges of the storme be past.
Here's neither bush, nor shrub to beare off any
weather at all: and another Storme brewing, I heare it
sing ith' winde; yond same blacke cloud, yond huge
one, lookes like a soule bumbard that would shed his
liquor; if it should thunder, as it did before, I know
not where to hide my head: yond same cloud cannot
choose but fall by paile-fuls. What haue we here, a man,
or a fish? dead or aliue? a fish, hee smels like a fish: a
very ancient and fish-like smell: a kinde of, not of the
newest poore-John: a strange fish: were I in England
now (as once I was) and had but this fish painted; not
a holiday-foole there but would giue a peece of siluer:
there, would this Monster, make a man: any strange
beast there, makes a man: when they will not giue a
doit to relieue a lame Begger, they will lay out ten to see
a dead Indian: Leg'd like a man; and his Finnes like
Armes: warme o'my troth: I doe now let loose my opinion;
hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an Islander,
that hath lately suffered by a Thunderbolt: Alas,
the storme is come againe: my best way is to creepe vnder
his Gaberdine: there is no other shelter hereabout:
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellowes:
I will here shrowd till the dregges of the storme be past.
Enter Stephano singing.
Ste.
I shall no more to sea, to sea, here shall I dye ashore.
This is a very scuruy tune to sing at a mans
Drinkes.Funerall: well, here's my comfort.
Sings. The Master, the Swabber, the Boate-swaine & I;
The Gunner, and his Mate
Lou'd Mall, Meg, and Marrian and Margerie,
But none of vs car'd for Kate.
For she had a tongue with a tang,
Would cry to a Sailor goe hang:
She lou'd not the savour of Tar nor of Pitch,
Yet a Tailor might scratch her where ere she did itch.
Then to Sea Boyes, and let her goe hang.
This is a scuruy tune too:
drinks.But here's my comfort.
I shall no more to sea, to sea, here shall I dye ashore.
This is a very scuruy tune to sing at a mans
Drinkes.Funerall: well, here's my comfort.
Sings. The Master, the Swabber, the Boate-swaine & I;
The Gunner, and his Mate
Lou'd Mall, Meg, and Marrian and Margerie,
But none of vs car'd for Kate.
For she had a tongue with a tang,
Would cry to a Sailor goe hang:
She lou'd not the savour of Tar nor of Pitch,
Yet a Tailor might scratch her where ere she did itch.
Then to Sea Boyes, and let her goe hang.
This is a scuruy tune too:
drinks.But here's my comfort.
Cal.
Doe not torment me: oh.
Doe not torment me: oh.
Ste.
What's the matter?
Haue we diuels here?
Doe you put trickes vpon's with Saluages, and Men of
Inde? ha? I haue not scap'd drowning, to be afeard
now of your foure legges: for it hath bin said; as proper
a man as euer went on foure legs, cannot make him
giue ground; and it shall be said so againe, while
Stephano breathes at nostrils.
What's the matter?
Haue we diuels here?
Doe you put trickes vpon's with Saluages, and Men of
Inde? ha? I haue not scap'd drowning, to be afeard
now of your foure legges: for it hath bin said; as proper
a man as euer went on foure legs, cannot make him
giue ground; and it shall be said so againe, while
Stephano breathes at nostrils.
Cal.
The Spirit torments me: oh.
The Spirit torments me: oh.
Ste.
This is some Monster of the Isle, with foure legs;
who hath got (as I take it) an Ague: where the diuell
should he learne our language? I will giue him some reliefe
if it be but for that: if I can recouer him, and keepe
him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a Present
for any Emperour that euer trod on Neates-leather.
This is some Monster of the Isle, with foure legs;
who hath got (as I take it) an Ague: where the diuell
should he learne our language? I will giue him some reliefe
if it be but for that: if I can recouer him, and keepe
him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a Present
for any Emperour that euer trod on Neates-leather.
Cal.
Doe not torment me 'prethee: I'le bring my
wood home faster.
Doe not torment me 'prethee: I'le bring my
wood home faster.
Ste.
He's in his fit now; and doe's not talke after the
wisest; hee shall taste of my Bottle: if hee haue neuer
drunke wine afore, it will goe neere to remoue his Fit:
if I can recouer him, and keepe him tame, I will not take
too much for him; hee shall pay for him that hath him,
and that soundly.
He's in his fit now; and doe's not talke after the
wisest; hee shall taste of my Bottle: if hee haue neuer
drunke wine afore, it will goe neere to remoue his Fit:
if I can recouer him, and keepe him tame, I will not take
too much for him; hee shall pay for him that hath him,
and that soundly.
Cal.
Thou do'st me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon,
I know it by thy trembling: Now Prosper workes
vpon thee.
Thou do'st me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon,
I know it by thy trembling: Now Prosper workes
vpon thee.
Ste.
Come on your wayes: open your mouth: here
is that which will giue language to you Cat; open your
mouth; this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and
that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend; open
your chaps againe.
Come on your wayes: open your mouth: here
is that which will giue language to you Cat; open your
mouth; this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and
that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend; open
your chaps againe.
Tri.
I should know that voyce:
It should be,
But hee is dround; and these are diuels;
O defend me.
I should know that voyce:
It should be,
But hee is dround; and these are diuels;
O defend me.
Ste.
Foure legges and two voyces; a most delicate
Monster: his forward voyce now is to speake well of
his friend; his backward voice, is to vtter foule speeches,
and to detract: if all the wine in my bottle will recouer
him, I will helpe his Ague: Come: Amen, I will
poure some in thy other mouth.
Foure legges and two voyces; a most delicate
Monster: his forward voyce now is to speake well of
his friend; his backward voice, is to vtter foule speeches,
and to detract: if all the wine in my bottle will recouer
him, I will helpe his Ague: Come: Amen, I will
poure some in thy other mouth.
Tri.
Stephano.
Stephano.
Ste.
Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy, mercy:
This is a diuell, and no Monster: I will leaue him, I
haue no long Spoone.
Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy, mercy:
This is a diuell, and no Monster: I will leaue him, I
haue no long Spoone.
Tri.
Stephano: if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and
speake to me: for I am Trinculo; be not afeard, thy
good friend Trinculo.
Stephano: if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and
speake to me: for I am Trinculo; be not afeard, thy
good friend Trinculo.
Ste.
If thou bee'st Trinculo: come foorth: I'le pull
thee by the lesser legges: if any be Trinculo's legges,
these are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeede: how
cam'st thou to be the siege of this Moone-calfe? Can
he vent Trinculo's?
If thou bee'st Trinculo: come foorth: I'le pull
thee by the lesser legges: if any be Trinculo's legges,
these are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeede: how
cam'st thou to be the siege of this Moone-calfe? Can
he vent Trinculo's?
Tri.
I tooke him to be kil'd with a thunder-strok; but
art thou not dround Stephano: I hope now thou art
not dround: Is the Storme ouer-blowne: I hid mee
vnder the dead Moone-Calfes Gaberdine, for feare of
the Storme: And art thou liuing Stephano? O Stephano,
two Neapolitanes scap'd?
I tooke him to be kil'd with a thunder-strok; but
art thou not dround Stephano: I hope now thou art
not dround: Is the Storme ouer-blowne: I hid mee
vnder the dead Moone-Calfes Gaberdine, for feare of
the Storme: And art thou liuing Stephano? O Stephano,
two Neapolitanes scap'd?
Ste.
'Prethee doe not turne me about, my stomacke
is not constant.
'Prethee doe not turne me about, my stomacke
is not constant.
Cal.
These be fine things, and if they be not sprights:
that's a braue God, and beares Celestiall liquor: I will
kneele to him.
These be fine things, and if they be not sprights:
that's a braue God, and beares Celestiall liquor: I will
kneele to him.
Ste.
How did'st thou scape?
How cam'st thou hither?
Sweare by this Bottle how thou cam'st hither: I escap'd
vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saylors heaued o'reboord,
by this Bottle which I made of the barke of
a Tree, with mine owne hands, since I was cast a'shore.
How did'st thou scape?
How cam'st thou hither?
Sweare by this Bottle how thou cam'st hither: I escap'd
vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saylors heaued o'reboord,
by this Bottle which I made of the barke of
a Tree, with mine owne hands, since I was cast a'shore.
Cal.
I'le sweare vpon that Bottle, to be thy true subiect,
for the liquor is not earthly.
I'le sweare vpon that Bottle, to be thy true subiect,
for the liquor is not earthly.
St.
Heere: sweare then how thou escap'dst.
Heere: sweare then how thou escap'dst.
Tri.
Swom ashore (man) like a Ducke: I can swim
like a Ducke i'le be sworne.
Swom ashore (man) like a Ducke: I can swim
like a Ducke i'le be sworne.
Ste.
Here, kisse the Booke.
Though thou canst swim like a Ducke, thou art made
like a Goose.
Here, kisse the Booke.
Though thou canst swim like a Ducke, thou art made
like a Goose.
Tri.
O Stephano, ha'st any more of this?
O Stephano, ha'st any more of this?
Ste.
The whole But (man) my Cellar is in a rocke
by th'sea-side, where my Wine is hid:
How now Moone-Calfe, how do's thine Ague?
The whole But (man) my Cellar is in a rocke
by th'sea-side, where my Wine is hid:
How now Moone-Calfe, how do's thine Ague?
Cal.
Ha'st thou not dropt from heauen?
Ha'st thou not dropt from heauen?
Ste.
Out o'th Moone I doe assure thee. I was the
Man ith' Moone, when time was.
Out o'th Moone I doe assure thee. I was the
Man ith' Moone, when time was.
Cal.
I haue seene thee in her: and I doe adore thee:
My Mistris shew'd me thee, and thy Dog, and thy Bush.
I haue seene thee in her: and I doe adore thee:
My Mistris shew'd me thee, and thy Dog, and thy Bush.
Ste.
Come, sweare to that: kisse the Booke: I will
furnish it anon with new Contents: Sweare.
Come, sweare to that: kisse the Booke: I will
furnish it anon with new Contents: Sweare.
Tri.
By this good light, this is a very shallow Monster:
I afeard of him? a very weake Monster:
The Man ith' Moone?
A most poore creadulous Monster:
Well drawne Monster, in good sooth.
By this good light, this is a very shallow Monster:
I afeard of him? a very weake Monster:
The Man ith' Moone?
A most poore creadulous Monster:
Well drawne Monster, in good sooth.
Cal.
Ile shew thee euery fertill ynch 'oth Island: and
I will kisse thy foote: I prethee be my god.
Ile shew thee euery fertill ynch 'oth Island: and
I will kisse thy foote: I prethee be my god.
Tri.
By this light, a most perfidious, and drunken
Monster, when's god's a sleepe he'll rob his Bottle.
By this light, a most perfidious, and drunken
Monster, when's god's a sleepe he'll rob his Bottle.
Cal.
Ile kisse thy foot. Ile sweare myselfe thy Subiect.
Ile kisse thy foot. Ile sweare myselfe thy Subiect.
Ste.
Come on then: downe and sweare.
Come on then: downe and sweare.
Tri.
I shall laugh my selfe to death at this puppi-headed
Monster; a most scuruie Monster: I could finde in
my heart to beate him.
I shall laugh my selfe to death at this puppi-headed
Monster; a most scuruie Monster: I could finde in
my heart to beate him.
Ste.
Come, kisse.
Come, kisse.
Tri.
But that the poore Monster's in drinke:
An abhominable Monster.
But that the poore Monster's in drinke:
An abhominable Monster.
Cal.
I'le shew thee the best Springs: I'le plucke thee
Berries: I'le fish for thee; and get thee wood enough.
A plague vpon the Tyrant that I serue;
I'le beare him no more Stickes, but follow thee, thou
wondrous man.
I'le shew thee the best Springs: I'le plucke thee
Berries: I'le fish for thee; and get thee wood enough.
A plague vpon the Tyrant that I serue;
I'le beare him no more Stickes, but follow thee, thou
wondrous man.
Tri.
A most rediculous Monster, to make a wonder of
a poore drunkard.
A most rediculous Monster, to make a wonder of
a poore drunkard.
Cal.
I 'prethee let me bring thee where Crabs grow;
and I with my long nayles will digge thee pig-nuts;
show thee a Iayes nest, and instruct thee how to snare
the nimble Marmazet: I'le bring thee to clustring
Philbirts, and sometimes I'le get thee young Scamels
from the Rocke: Wilt thou goe with me?
I 'prethee let me bring thee where Crabs grow;
and I with my long nayles will digge thee pig-nuts;
show thee a Iayes nest, and instruct thee how to snare
the nimble Marmazet: I'le bring thee to clustring
Philbirts, and sometimes I'le get thee young Scamels
from the Rocke: Wilt thou goe with me?
Ste.
I' prethee now lead the way without any more
talking. Trinculo, the King, and all our company else
being dround, wee will inherit here: Here; beare my
Bottle: Fellow Trinculo; we'll fill him by and by againe.
I' prethee now lead the way without any more
talking. Trinculo, the King, and all our company else
being dround, wee will inherit here: Here; beare my
Bottle: Fellow Trinculo; we'll fill him by and by againe.
Caliban Sings drunkenly.
Farewell Master; farewell, farewell.
Tri.
A howling Monster: a drunken Monster.
A howling Monster: a drunken Monster.
Cal.
No more dams I'le make for fish,
Nor fetch in firing, at requiring,
Nor scraps trenchering, nor wash dish,
Ban' ban' Cacalyban
Has a new Master, get a new Man.
No more dams I'le make for fish,
Nor fetch in firing, at requiring,
Nor scraps trenchering, nor wash dish,
Ban' ban' Cacalyban
Has a new Master, get a new Man.
Freedome, high-day, high-day freedome, freedome
high-day, freedome.
high-day, freedome.
Ste.
Exeunt.O braue Monster; lead the way.
Exeunt.O braue Monster; lead the way.