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THE TEMPEST


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 ’ll bring thee
To clustering filberts and sometimes I ’ll get thee
Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go with me?

Stephano.

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 ’ll fill him by and by again.

Caliban.

[Sings drunkenly.]

Farewell, master; farewell, farewell!

Trinculo.

A howling monster; a drunken monster!

Caliban.

No more dams I ’ll make for fish;
Nor fetch in firing
At requiring;
Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish:
’Ban, ’Ban, Cacaliban
Has a new master; get a new man.

Freedom, hey-day ! hey-day, freedom! freedom, hey-day, freedom!

Stephano.

O brave monster! Lead the way. [Exeunt.