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- ACT TWO THE TEMPEST SCENE TWO
Caliban. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: my
mistress show'd me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush.
Stephana. Come, swear to that ; kiss the book : I will furnish
it anon with new contents : swear.
Trinculo. By this good light, this is a very shallow monster!
I afeard of him 1 A very weak monster ! The man i' the
moon I A most poor credulous monster ! Well drawn,
monster, in good sooth I
Caliban. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' th' island; and I
will kiss thy foot : I prithee, be my god.
Trinculo. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken
monster! when's god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle.
Caliban, I '11 kiss thy foot ; I '11 swear myself thy subject.
Steptiano. Come on, then ; down, and swear.
Trinculo. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed
monster. A most scurvy monster! I could find in my
heart to beat him,—
Steptiano. Come, kiss.
Trinculo. But that the poor monster 's in drink. An abominablemonster !
Caliban. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck theeberries ;
I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
A plague upon the tyrant that I serve!
I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee.
Thou wondrous man.
Trinculo. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a
poor drunkard I
Caliban. I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow;
And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ;
Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how
To snare the nimble marmoset ; I '11 bring thee
To clustering filberts, and sometimes I '11 get thee
Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go with me ?
Stephana. I prithee now, lead the way, without any more
talking. Trinculo, the king and all our company else
being drowned, we will inherit here: here; bear my
bottle : fellow Trinculo, we '11 fill him by and by again.
Caliban. {Sings drunkenly.]
Farewell, master ; farewell, farewell !
Trinculo. A howling monster; a drunken monster!
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