Act three, seen one before Prosperos sell inter Ferdinand bearing a log. There be. Some sports are painful, and their labor delight in them sets off. Some kinds of baseness are nobly undergone, and most poor matters point to rich ends. This my mean task, would be as heavy to me as odious. But the mistress which I serve, quickens what's dead and makes my labors pleasures. Oh, she is ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed,
and he's composed of harshness. I must remove some thousands of these logs and pile them up upon a sore injunction. My sweet mistress weeps when she sees me work, and says such baseness had never like executor, I forget but these sweet thoughts to refresh my labors most busy least when I do it. Your Miranda and Prospero at a distance unseen alas, Now, pray you work not so hard I would. The lightning had burnt up those logs that you are enjoined to pile. Pray, set it down and rest you.
When this burns, twill weep for having wearied you. My father is hard at study. Pray, now rest yourself he's safe for these three hours. Almost, dear mistress, the sun will set before I shall discharge what I must strive to do. If you'll sit down, I'll bear your logs the while. Pray give me that I'll carry it to the pile. No, precious creature, I had rather crack my sinews break my back than you should
such dishonor undergo while I sit lazy by. It would become me as well as it does you, And I should do it with much more ease. For my good will is to it, and yours it is against poor worm. Thou art infected. This visitation shows it. You look wearily. No, noble mistress, tis fresh morning with me? When you are by at night. I do beseech you chiefly that I might set it in my prayers. What is your name? Miranda? Oh my father, I have broke
your hest to say so. Admired Miranda, indeed the top of admiration worth what's dearest to the world. For many a lady I have eyed with best regard, and many time the harmony of their tongues hath into bondage brought my too diligent ear. For several virtues have I liked several women, never any with so full soul, but some defect and herded quarrel with the noblest grace, she owed and put it to the foil. But you, oh, you, so perfect and so peerless, are created of every creature's best.
I do not know one of my sex, no woman's face, remember, save from my glass mine own. Nor have I seen more that I may call men than you, good friend and my dear father. How features are abroad I am skillless of, but by my modesty the jewel in my dower. I would not wish any companion in the world, but you, nor can imagination form a shape besides yourself to like of. But I prattle something too wildly, and my father's precepts I therein do forget. I am,
in my condition a prince, Miranda, I do think a king. I would not so, and would no more endure this wooden slavery than to offer the flesh fly blow my mouth here, my soul speak. The very instant that I saw you did my heart fly to your service. There resides to make me slave to it. And for your sake am I this patient log man? Do you love me? Oh Heaven, o Earth, bear witness
to this sound and crown what I profess with kind event. If I speak true, if hollowly invert what best is boded me to mischief, I beyond all limit. What else in the world do love, prize honor you. I am a fool to weep at what I am glad of fair encounter of two most rare affections, Heaven's reign grace on that which breeds between him. Wherefore weep you at mine unworthiness, that dare not offer what I desire to
give, and much less take what I shall die to want. But this is trifling, and all the more it seeks to hide itself, the bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning, and prompt me plain and holy innocence. I am your wife, if you will marry me. If not, I'll die your maid to be your fellow. You may deny me, but I'll be your servant, whether you will or no. My mistress rest, and I thus humble ever my husband. Then I with a heart as willing as bondage are of freedom. Here's my hand, and mine with my
heart, and and now farewell till half an hour. Hence a thousand thousand excellent Ferdinand and Miranda severally so glad of this as they I cannot be, who are surprised withal but my rejoicing at nothing can be more. I'll to my book for yet ere supper time must I perform much business appertaining exit scene to another part of the island. Inter Caliban, Stefano and Trinculo. Tell not me when the butt is out, we will drink water, not a
drop before. Therefore, bear up and boredom. Servant monster, drink to me, a servant monster, the folly of this eye. They say there's but five upon the sile. We are three of them, if the other two be brained like us the state totters, drink Servant Monster when I bid thee Thy eyes are almost set in thy head. Where should they be said? Else he were a brave monster. Indeed, if they were set in his tail, my man monster hath drowned his tongue in sac 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. You're a lieutenant. If you list he's no standard. We'll not run monsieur monster, nor code neither, but you'll lie like dogs and yet say nothing neither mooncalf speak once in thy life. If thou beest a good mooncalf, how dost thy honor? Let me lick thy shoe. I'll not serve him. He is not voliant. Thou
liest most ignorant monster I am in case, do justl a constable? Why thou debost fish? Thou was there ever a man a coward that hath drunk so much sack as I today? Wilt thou tell a monsterusly, being but half a fish and half a monster? Lor remarks me, will thou lucked in? My lord lord quoth he that a monster should be such a natural low? Lor again, bite him too death, I prithee trink you low, 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. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased to hawk amos again to the suit time hed to thee Mary, will I kneel and repeat it? I will stand, and so shall trink you low inter ariel invisible as I told THEE before I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer. The why is hath cheated me of the island? Thou liest, thou liest, thou jesting monkey, though well would my valiant master would destroy thee. I do
not lie, twink you low. If you trouble him any more, ins tail by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Why I say nothing, mum, then, and no more proceed, 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. That's most certain. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. How now shall this be compest? Canst thou bring me to the party? Yea, yea, my lord, I'll yield him
thee asleep, where thou mayst knock and knail into his head. Thou liest thou canst not? What a pidon in is this? Those scurvy patch I do beseech thy Greatness give him blaws and take his bottle from him. When that's gallish, you'll drink nought but brine, for I'll not show him where the quick freshes are drink you low, run into no further danger. Interrupt the monster one word further, and by this hand I'll turn my mercy out of doors and make a stock fish of thee. Why I did nothing,
I'll go farther off. Didst thou not say he lied? Thou liest? Do I? So take thou that meets him, as you like this, give me the lie another time? Oh, I did not give the lie? Out of your wits and hearing too, a pox of your bottle. This can sack and drinking. Do a moraine on your monster and the devil take your fingers. Ha ha, Now forward with your tail pretty, stand farther off. Beat Jimmy enough. After a little time, I'll beat him too. Stand farther, come proceed. Why, as I told thee,
tis a custom with him, it's afternoon to sleep there. Thou mayst brain him, having first seized his books, or with a log, batter his skull, or paunch him with a steak. Who cut his wizard with thy knife? Remember first to possess his books, for without them he's but a socked 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 non per eye. I never saw a woman, but only cicar acts my dam and she, but she as far surpasseth thiceracts, as great ast does least is it so brave a lass? I lord, she will become thy bed. I warrant and bring thee forth, brave brood monster. I will kill this man his daughter, and I will be king and queen. Save our graces, and Trinki Loo and thyself shall
be viceroys. Dost thou like the plot? Trinki Loo, eh, excellent, give me thy hand. I am sorry I beat thee. But while thou livest keep a good tongue in thy head. Within this half, how will he be asleep? Wilt thou destroy him? Then? I on mine honor? This will I tell my master, Thou make us me marry. I am full of pleasure. Let us be jocund. Will you troll the catch you taught me? But while air at thy request, monster, I will do reason any reason. Come on Trinki loo, let us sing sings.
Floutman, scouter, men, scouterm and floutam. Thought is free. That's not the true. Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. What is this same sh This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of nobody. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness. If thou beest a devil, take it as thou list. Oh, forgive me my sins. He that dies pays all debts. I defy thee mercy upon us. Aught Thou are feared, no monster, not I, They not are feared. The eyele is full of noises, sounds,
and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twinkling instruments will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices that, if I then had waked after long sleep, will make me sleep again, And then in dreaming the clouds methought would open. I'm sure riches ready to drop upon me, that when I waked, I cry to dream again. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. When Prospero is destroyed, that shall be by and by I remember the story.
The sound is going, oh way, let's follow it, and after do our work, lead monster will follow. I would I could see this chamberer he lays it on wilt come er, I'll follow Stephano Exit scene three, another part of the island. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco and others. By our lack and I can go no further, Sir, my old bones ache. Here's a maze trod indeed through fourth
rights and meanders by your patience. I needs must rest me. Oh lord, I cannot blame thee who am myself attached with weariness to the dulling of my spirits. Sit down and rest even here. I will put off my hope and keep it no longer for my flatterer, he is drowned. Who must we stray to find? And the sea mock self frustrate search on land? Well, let him go. Assigned to Sebastian, I am right glad that he's so out of hope. Do not, for one repulse forgot the
purpose that you resolve to effect. Assigned to Antonio. The next advantage, we will take it throughly. Assigned to Sebastian, Let it be tonight. For now they are oppressed with travel. They will not nor cannot use such vigilance as when they are fresh assigned to Antonio, I say tonight, no more solemn and strange music. What harmony is this, my good friends? Hark marvelous sweet music. Enter prospero above invisible. Enter several strange shapes,
bringing in a banquet. They dance about it with gentle actions of salutation and inviting the king et cetera, to eat. They depart, Give us kind keepers heavens. What were these a living drollery? Now? I will believe that there are unicorns, that in Arabia there is one tree, the phoenix throne, one phoenix at this hour reigning there. I'll believe both. And what does else want? Credit? Comte man, I'll be swornt. Is true, trouble is nodded. Lie the fools at home condemn em. If
in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say I saw such islanders for surtees. These are people of the island who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet note their manners are more gentle kind than of our human generation. You shall find many nay, almost any signed. Honest Lord, thou hast said, well, for some of you there present are worse than devils. I cannot too much muse such shapes, such gesture, and such sound expressing, although they want the use of
tongue, a kind of excellent dumb discourse, a sign praise. In departing they vanished strangely, no matter, since they have left their vines behind. For we have stomachs. Would please you taste of what is here? Not I faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys, who would believe that there were mountaineers do laps like bulls whose throats had hanging at him wallets of flesh, or that there were such men whose heads stood
in their breasts, which now we find. Each put her out of five, for one will bring us good warrant of I will stand to and feed, although my last, no matter, since I feel the best is past. Brother, my lord, the Duke stand too. And two as we thunder and lightning enter aerial, like a harpie claps his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. You are three men of sin whom destiny that have to instrument this slower world than what is in
it. The never surfeited sea hath cause to belch up you. And on this island where man doth not inhabit, you mongst men, being most unfit to live, I have made you mad. And even with such like valor, men hang and drown their proper selves aronso Sebastian, etc. Draw their swords, you fools. I and my fellows are ministers of fate. The elements of whom your swords are tempered, may as well wound the loud winds, or with bemocked at stabs, killed the still closing waters as diminish one
doul that's in my plume. My fellow ministers are like invulnerable if you could hurt. Your swords are now too massy for your strengths, and will not be uplifted. But remember, for that's my business to you, that you three from Milan did supplant good prospero exposed unto the sea which hath requitted him and his innocent child, for which foul deed. The powers, delaying not
forgetting, have incensed the seas and shores. Yea, all the creatures against your peace, thee of thy son Alonzo, they have bereft, and do pronounce by me lingering perdition worse than any death can be at Once, shall, step by step attend you and your ways, whose wraths to guard you from which here in this most desolate aisle else folds upon your heads, is nothing but heart, sorrow and a clear life Ensuing he vanishes in thunder.
Then to soft music, enter the shapes again, and dance with marks and mouths, and carrying out the table bravely the figure of this harpy. Hast thou performed my aerieal a grace it had devouring of my instruction. Hast thou nothing bated in what thou hadst to say? So with good life and observation. Strange, my meaner ministers, their several kinds, have done my high charms work. And these mine enemies are all knit up in their distractions.
They now are in my power, And in these fits I leave them while I visit young Ferdinand, whom they supposes drowned, and his and mine loved darling. Exit above in the name of something holy, sir, Why stand you in this strange stare? Oh? It is monstrous, monstrous methought. The billows spoke and told me of it. The winds did sing it to me, and the thunder, that deep and dreadful organ pipe pronounced the name of prosper It debase my tresh. Therefore, my son in those is bedded,
and I'll seek him deeper than air. Plummet sounded, and with him there I muddied exit. But when fiend at a time, I'll fight their legions o'er, I'll be thy second. Excellent Sebastian and Antonio. All three of them are desperate. They're great gilt like poison, given to work a great time after now gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you that are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly and hinder them from what this ecstasy may now provoke them to follow. I pray you. End of Act three