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- ACT THREE THE TEMPEST SCENE TWO
Tiiaculo, Your lieutenant, if you list ; he 's no standard.
Stephana. We'll not run, Monsieur Monster.
Tiiaculo. Nor go neither ; but you '11 lie, like dogs, and yet say
nothing neither.
Stephana. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a
good moon-calf.
Caliban. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe. I'll
not serve him, he is not valiant.
Trtacula. Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to
justle a constable. Why, thou deboshed fish, thou, was
there ever man a coward that hath drunk so much
sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being
but half a fish and half a monster ?
Caliban. Lo, how he mocks me ! wilt thou let him, my lord ?
Trinculo. * Lord,' quoth he ! That a monster should be such
a natural !
Caliban. Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I prithee.
Stephana. 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.
Caliban. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased to
hearken once again to the suit I made to thee ?
Stephana. Marry, will I : kneel and repeat it ; I will stand,
and so shall Trinculo.
[Enter Ariel, invisible.]
Caliban. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a
sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the
island.
Ariel. Thou liest.
Caliban. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou :
I would my valiant master would destroy thee !
I do not lie.
Stephana. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by
this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.
Trincula. Why, I said nothing.
Stephana. Mum, then, and no more. Proceed.
Caliban. 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 darest,
But this thing dare not, —
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