Ant. Then let us both be fudden. Gon. Now, good angels preserve the King! [They wake. Alon. Why, how now, ho? awake? why are you drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking? Seb. While we stood here fecuring your repose, Alon. I heard nothing. Ant. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; To make an earthquake: fure, it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. Alon. Heard you this? Gon. Upon my honour, Sir, I heard a humming, And that a strange one too, which did awake me. I fhak'd you, Sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd, I faw their weapons drawn: there was a noise, That's verity. 'Tis best we stand on guard; Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons. Alon. Lead off this ground, and let's make further fearch For my poor fon.. Gon. Heav'ns keep him from these beasts! For he is, fure, i'th' island. Alon. Lead away. Ari. Profpero my lord shall know what I have done. So, King, go fafely on to seek thy fon. [Exeunt. SCENE 1 Changes to another part of the Island. Enter Caliban with a burden of wood; a noise of thunder beard. Cal. " A LL the infections, that the fun fucks up, 66 " From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make " him " By inch-meal a disease! his spirits hear me, Enter Trinculo. Here comes a spi'rit of his, and to torment me Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it fing i' th' wind: yond same black cloud, yond huge one, looks like a foul 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 7 Looks like a foul Bambard) A large Vessel for holding Drink, as well as the Piece of Ordnance so call'd. Mr. Theobald. cannot 8 cannot chuse but fall by pailfuls-What have we here, a man or a fish ? dead or alive? a fish; he smells like a fish: a very ancient and fish-like smell. A kind of, not of the newest, Poor John: a strange fish! " Were I in England now, as once I was, and had " but this fish painted, not an holiday-fool there but " would give a piece of filver. There would this " monster make a man; any strange beast there " makes a man, when they will not give a doit to " relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to fee a " dead Indian." Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! warm, o'my troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer, this is no fish, but an Ilander that hath lately fuffer'd by a thunder-bolt. Alas! the storm is come again. My best way is to creep under his gaberdine: there is no other shelter hereabout; " misery acquaints a man with strange "bed-fellows:" I will here shrowd, 'till the dregs of the storm be past. Enter Stephano, finging. Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea, bere shall I die a-shore. This is a very scurvy tune to fing at a man's funeral; well, here's my comfort. [Drinks. Sings. The master, the swabber, the boatswain and 1, The gunner, and his mate, Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marrian, and Margery, 8 Any Arange beaft there makes a man ;) I cannot but think this Satire very just upon our Countrymen: who have been always very ready to make Denisons of the whole Tribe of the Pitheci, and compliment them with the Donum Civitatis, as appears by the names in use. Thus Monkey, which, the Etymologists tell us, comes from Monkin, Monikin, homunculus. Baboon, from Babe, the termination denoting addition and increment, a large Babe. Mantygre speaks its original. And when they have brought their Sirnames with them from their native Country, as Ape, the common people have as it were Christen'd them by the addition of Jack-an-Ape. But : But none of us car'd for Kate; For she had a tongue with a tang, She lov'd not the favour of tar nor of pitch, : Cal. Do not torment me, oh! [Drinks. Ste. What's the matter? 9 have we devils here? do you put tricks upon's with falvages, and men of Inde? ha? I have not scap'd drowning, to be afraid now of your four legs; for it hath been faid, As proper a man, as ever went upon four legs, cannot make him give ground; and it shall be faid so again, while Stephano breathes at his noftrils. Cal. The fpirit torments me: oh! Ste. This is fome monster of the ifle with four legs, who has got, as I take it, an ague: where the devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any Emperor that ever trod on neatsleather. Cal. Do not torment me, p'rythee; I'll bring my wood home fafter. Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the wifeft: he shall taste of my bottle. If he never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit; if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him, that hath him, and that foundly. 9 Have we devils here? - Salvages and men of Inde?your four legs;) All this is a pleasant ridicule of Maundevile's relations in his Voyages. Who pretended to have traveled thro an enchaunted Vale clepen the vale of Develes, which Vale, Says be, is alle fulle of Develes, and hathe ben alle weys. And Men seyn there, that it is on of the entrees of Helle. The fame Author likewise in his account of the Salvages and Men of Inde has transcribed, as of his own knowledge, all the fables of Pliny concerning men with long Ears, one Eye, one Foot, without Heads, &c. Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, I know it, by thy trembling: now Profper works upon thee. Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, Cat; open your mouth: this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and that foundly: you cannot tell who's your friend; open your chaps again. Trin. I should know that voice: it should be but he is drown'd; and these are devils; O! defend me Ste. Four legs and two voices; a most delicate monster! "his forward voice now is to speak well of " his friend; his backward voice is to spatter foul " speeches, and to detract." If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: come: Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth. Trin. Stephano, Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me ? mercy! mercy! this is a devil, and no monfter: I will leave him; I have no long spoon. : Trin. Stephano! if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me, for I am Trinculo; be not afraid, thy good friend Trinculo. Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth, I'll pull thee by the leffer legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: how cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? can he vent Trinculo's. Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder-stroke: but art thou not drown'd, Stephano? I hope now, thou art not drown'd: is the storm over-blown? I hid Moon-calf?] It was imagined that the Moon had an ill influence on the infant's understanding. Hence Idiots were called Moon calves. me |