THE TEMPEST
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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'll kiss thy foot; I ’ll swear myself thy subject.
Stephano.
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,—
Stephano.
Come, kiss.
Trinculo.
But that the poor monster ’s in drink: an abominable monster!
Caliban.
I ’ll show thee the best springs; I ’ll pluck thee berries;
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.
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!