The Tempest Lines- Stephano Act 1 Scene 4

enter stephano singing The Master, the Swabber, the boatswain and I. The Gunner and his MateLoved Mall and Meg and Margery, But none of us car’d for Kate;For she had a tongue with a tang,Would cry to a sailor “go hang”:She lov’d not the savour of tar nor of pitch,Yet a tailor scratch her where’er she did itch, Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang, Then to sea and let her go hang. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man’s funeral. But here’s my comfort. takes drink
Cal: Do not torment me. Oh! What devils have we here? This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; but, where the devil should he learn our language?
Cal: Do not torment me!Trinki: I should know that voice. It should be Stephano! Four legs and two voices, a most delicate monster.
Trinki: Stephano! Doth thy other voice call me?
Trinki: Stephano: if thou beest Stephano, touch me and speak to me: for I am Trinculo: be not afeared, thy good friend Trinculo. If thou beest Trinculo: come forth: I’ll pull thee by the longer legs: if any be Trinculo’s legs, these are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeed: how cam’st thou to be excreted of this Moon- Calf?
Trinki: I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke; but art thou not drowned Stephano: I hope now thou art not drowned: Is the storm over- blown? I hid me here for fear of the storm: And art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neeapolitians ‘scap’d? Prithee do not turn me about. my stomach is not constant.
Cal: These be fine things, and if they be not sprites: Thats a brave god, I will kneel to him. How didst thou ‘scape? How cam’st thou hither? Swear by this bottle how thou escap’d.
Trinki: Swum ashore like a duck: I can swim like a duck, ill be sworn. Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose.
Trinki: O Stephano, hast any more of this? The whole barrel (man): my cellar is in a rock by th’ sea-side, where my wine is hid.
Cal: Ill swear upon that bottle too, and be thy true subject. How now Moon-Calf, how does thou?
Cal: Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Out o’ the moon, I do assure thee. I was the Man i’ the moon, when time was.
Cal: I have seen thee in her: and I do adore thee. Come, swear to that: kiss the book and swear.
Trinki Cal: Ill show thee every fertile inch o’ th’ island: and I will kiss thy foot: I prithee be my god. Ill swear myself thy subject. Come on then: down and swear.
TrinkiCal: …..Ill bear him no more sticks, but follow thee!Trinki: A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard. To Cal: I prithee now lead the way.Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drown’d, we will inherit here: Here; bear my bottle, fellow Trinculo, we’ll fit it by and by again.

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