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And that a strange one too, which did awake me :
I shak'd you, fir, and cry’d; as mine eyes open'd,
I saw their weapons drawn :- there was a noise,
That's verity®: 'Tis best we stand upon our guard ;
Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons.
Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make further

search : For my poor son.

Goir. Heavens keep him from these beasts!
For he is, sure, i' the island.

Alon. Lead away.
Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have done.

[Aside. So, king, go safely on to seek thy fon. [Exeunt.

S CE N E II.

Another part of the island.
Enter Caliban with a burden of wood: A noise of

thunder heard.
Cal. All the infections that the sun fucks up
From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him
By inch-meal a disease! His fpirits hear me,
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark
Out of my way, unless he bid 'em ; but
For every trifle they are set upon me :
Sometime like apes, ' that moe and chatter at me,
• That's verity.) The old copy reads, that's verily. SreeVENS.

9 that moc, &c.] i, e. Make mouths. So in the old verGion of the Psalıns:

making moes at me." So in the old mystery of Candlemas-Day, 1512 : “ And make them to lye and mowe like an ape."

STEEVENS. So in Nashe's Apologie of Pierce Penniless, 1593 :

Found nobody at home but an ape, that fate in the porch " and made mops and mows at him." MALONE. E 4

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And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which
Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount
Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I
All 'wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues,
Do hiss me into madness :-Lo! now! lo !

Enter Trinculo.
Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me,
For bringing wood in slowly : I'll fall flat;
Perchance, he will not mind me.

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it sing i' the wind : yond' same black cloud, yond' huge one, è looks like a foul bumbard that would Thed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it did before, I know not where to hide my head : yond' fame cloud cannot chuse but fall by pailfuls.- What have we here? a man or a filh ? Dead or alive? A fish :

"- wound] Enwrapped by adders wound or twisted about me. Johnson.

a looks like a foul bumbard-] This term again occurs in The First Part of Henry IV.-" that swoln parcel of dropsies, ok that huge bumbard of fack”— and again in Henry VIII. « And here you lie baiting of bumbards, when ye should do fer“ vice." By these several passages, 'tis plain, the word meant a large vessel for holding drink, as well as the piece of ordnance so called. THEOBALD.

Ben Jonson, in his Masque of Augurs, confirms the conjecture of Theobald.-" The poor cattle yonder are passing away the “ time with a cheat loaf, and a bumbard of broken beer.”

So in Middleton's Inner Temple Masque, 1619:-" they would “ have beat out his brains with bombards." · So again in The Martyr'd Soldier, by Shirley, 1638.

As His boots as wide as the black-jacks,

“ Or bumbards toss'd by the king's guards." And it appears from a paffage in Ben jonton's Masque of Love Restord, that a bombard-man was one who carried about provisions. $6 I am to deliver into the buttery so many firkins of aurum potabile, as it delivers out bombards of bouge,” &c.

Again in Decker's Match me in Londoit, 1631. “ You are ascended up to what you are, from the black-jack to the bumbard distillation." STEEYENS.

he

he smells like a fish ; a very ancient and fish-like finell; 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 a holiday-fool there but would give a piece of silver : 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 see sa'. dead Indian. Legg'd like a man ! and his fins likç arms! Warm, o'my troth ! I do now let loose my opinion', hold it no longer ; this is no fish, but an illander, that has lately suffer'd by a thunder-bolt. Alas! the storm is come again : my best way is to creep under 7 his gaberdine ; there is no other shelter

hereabout :

3 this fish painted.] To exhibit fishes, either real or imaginary, was very common about the time of our author. So in Maine's comedy of the City Match: “ Enter Bright, &c. hanging out the picture of a strange fish.")

" This is the fifth fish now 66 That he hath shewn thus." It appears, from the books at Stationers' Hall, that in 1604 was published, " A strange reporte of a monstrous fish, that ap

peared in the form of a wonan from her waist upward, seene - in the sea,” STEEVENS.

+ -make a man ;] That is, make a man's fortune. So in Midsummer Night's Dream_" we are all made men." Johnson. So in Ram-alley, or Merry Tricks, 1611:

" She's a wench “ Was born to make us all.” STEEVENS. s-a dead Indian. ] And afterwards— Men of Inde. Probably fome allusion to a particular occurrence, now obscured by time. In Henry VIII. the porter asks the mob, if they think

Some strange Indian, &c. is come to court, In the year 1577 was entered on the books of the Stationers' Company; “ A description of the purtrayture and shape of those “ strange kinde of people whiche the wurthie Mr. Martin Four. « bosier brought into England in Ao. 1576." STEEvens. · O l et loose my opinion, &c.] So in Love's Labour's Loft: " Now you will be my purgation, and let me loose."

STEEVENS. ? his gaberdine ;-) A gaberdine is properly the coarse frock or outward garment of a peasant. Ital. gaverdina,

So

hereabout : Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows: I will here Throwd, till the dregs of the Itorm be past.

Enter Stephano fiaging, a bottle in his band.
Ste, I shall no more to sea, to fea,

Here Mall I dye a-shore,-
This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral :
Well, here's my comfort.

, (Drinks, The master, the fwabber, the boat fwain and I,

The gunner and his mate,
Lovid Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery,

But none of us card for Kate :
For she had a tongue with a tang,

Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang :
She lov'd not the favour of tar nor of pitch,
Yet a taylor might scratch her where-e'er she did itch:

Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang.
This is a scurvy tune too : But here's my comfort.

[Drinks. Cal. Do not torment me : Oh!

Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Inde? Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be afraid now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went upon four legs, cannot make him give ground : and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils.

Cal. The spirit torments me : Oh!

Ste. This is some monster of the isle, 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

So in Look about you, 1600:

6 I'll conjure his gaberdine.The gaberdine is still worn by the peasants in Sussex. STEEVENS.

him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neats-leather.

Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee; I'll bring my wood home fafter.

Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after the wiseft: 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 8 too much for him; he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly.

Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wile anon, 'I know it by thy trembling: Now Prosper 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 soundly : 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 : 0 ! 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 utter foul speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle

-too much-) Too much means, any fum, ever so much. As in the Merry Wives: “ More money than I'll speak of."

STEEVENS. 9- I know it by thy trembling :) This tremor is always represented as the effect of being possess’d by the devil. So in the Comedy of Errors:

of Mark how he trembles in his extasy !” STEEVENS.

cat;-) Alluding to an old proverb, that good liquor will make a cat speak. STEEVENS.

? His forward voice, &c.] The person of Fame was anciently described in this manner. So in Penelope's Web, by Greene, 1601 : “ Fame hath two faces, readie as well to back-bite as to • Aatter," STEEVENS,

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