Act III, Scene 2
Another part of the island.
- Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo.
Stephano1 - 3
- 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.
Trinculo4 - 6
- 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 brain’d like us, the state totters.
Stephano7 - 8
- Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee. Thy eyes are almost
- set in thy head.
Trinculo9 - 10
- Where should they be set else? He were a brave monster
- indeed if they were set in his tail.
Stephano11 - 14
- My man-monster hath drown’d his tongue in sack. For my part,
- the sea cannot drown me; I swam, ere I could recover the
- shore, five and thirty leagues off and on. By this light,
- thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.
- Your lieutenant if you list, he’s no standard.
- We’ll not run, Monsieur Monster.
Trinculo17 - 18
- Nor go neither; but you’ll lie like dogs, and yet say
- nothing neither.
Stephano19 - 20
- Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good
Caliban21 - 22
- How does thy honor? Let me lick thy shoe. I’ll not serve
- him, he is not valiant.
Trinculo23 - 27
- Thou liest, most ignorant monster, I am in case to justle a
- constable. Why, thou debosh’d fish thou, was there ever man
- a coward that hath drunk so much sack as I today? Wilt thou
- tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a
- Lo, how he mocks me! Wilt thou let him, my lord?
- “Lord,” quoth he? That a monster should be such a natural!
- Lo, lo again. Bite him to death, I prithee.
Stephano31 - 33
- 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.
Caliban34 - 35
- I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas’d to hearken once
- again to the suit I made to thee?
Stephano36 - 37
- Marry, will I; kneel, and repeat it. I will stand, and so
- shall Trinculo.
- Enter Ariel, invisible.
Caliban38 - 40
- As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant,
- A sorcerer, that by his cunning hath
- Cheated me of the island.
- Thou liest.
Caliban42 - 44
- Thou liest, thou jesting monkey thou!
- I would my valiant master would destroy thee.
- I do not lie.
Stephano45 - 46
- 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.
Caliban49 - 52
- I say by sorcery he got this isle;
- From me he got it. If thy greatness will
- Revenge it on him—for I know thou dar’st,
- But this thing dare not—
- That’s most certain.
- Thou shalt be lord of it, and I’ll serve thee.
Stephano55 - 56
- How now shall this be compass’d? Canst thou bring me to the
Caliban57 - 58
- Yea, yea, my lord. I’ll yield him thee asleep,
- Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head.
- Thou liest, thou canst not.
Caliban60 - 64
- What a pied ninny’s this! Thou scurvy patch!
- I do beseech thy 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.
Stephano65 - 67
- 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 thee.
- Why, what did I? I did nothing. I’ll go farther off.
- Didst thou not say he lied?
- Thou liest.
Stephano71 - 72
- Do I so? Take thou that.
- Beats Trinculo.
- As you like this, give me the lie another time.
Trinculo73 - 75
- 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!
- Ha, ha, ha!
- Now forward with your tale.—Prithee stand further off.
Caliban78 - 79
- Beat him enough. After a little time
- I’ll beat him too.
- Stand farther.—Come, proceed.
Caliban81 - 97
- Why, as I told thee, ’tis a custom with him
- I’ th’ afternoon to sleep. There thou 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 thy knife. Remember
- First to possess his books; for without them
- He’s but a sot, as I am; nor hath 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 withal.
- 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.
- Is it so brave a lass?
Caliban99 - 100
- Ay, lord, she will become thy bed, I warrant,
- And bring thee forth brave brood.
Stephano101 - 103
- 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. Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo?
Stephano105 - 106
- Give me thy hand. I am sorry I beat thee; but while thou
- liv’st keep a good tongue in thy head.
Caliban107 - 108
- Within this half hour will he be asleep.
- Wilt thou destroy him then?
- Ay, on mine honor.
- This will I tell my master.
Caliban111 - 113
- Thou mak’st me merry; I am full of pleasure,
- Let us be jocund. Will you troll the catch
- You taught me but while-ere?
Stephano114 - 118
- At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason. Come
- on, Trinculo, let us sing.
- “Flout ’em and scout ’em,
- And scout ’em and flout ’em!
- Thought is free.”
- That’s not the tune.
- Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe.
- What is this same?
Trinculo121 - 122
- This is the tune of our catch, play’d by the picture of
Stephano123 - 124
- If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness. If thou
- beest a devil, take’t as thou list.
- O, forgive me my sins!
- He that dies pays all debts. I defy thee. Mercy upon us!
- Art thou afeard?
- No, monster, not I.
Caliban129 - 137
- 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 sometime 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.
Stephano138 - 139
- This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my
- music for nothing.
- When Prospero is destroy’d.
- That shall be by and by. I remember the story.
Trinculo142 - 143
- The sound is going away. Let’s follow it, and after do our
Stephano144 - 145
- Lead, monster, we’ll follow. I would I could see this
- taborer; he lays it on.
- Wilt come? I’ll follow Stephano.