William Shakespeare: The Tempest

ACT 2 1. SCENE I. Another part of the island (continued)

ANTONIO.
A laughter.

SEBASTIAN.
A match!

ADRIAN.
Though this island seem to be desert,--

SEBASTIAN.
Ha, ha, ha! So, you're paid.

ADRIAN.
Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,--

SEBASTIAN.
Yet--

ADRIAN.
Yet--

ANTONIO.
He could not miss it.

ADRIAN.
It must needs be of subtle, tender, and delicate
temperance.

ANTONIO.
Temperance was a delicate wench.

SEBASTIAN.
Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered.

ADRIAN.
The air breathes upon us here most sweetly.

SEBASTIAN.
As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.

ANTONIO.
Or, as 'twere perfum'd by a fen.

GONZALO.
Here is everything advantageous to life.

ANTONIO.
True; save means to live.

SEBASTIAN.
Of that there's none, or little.

GONZALO.
How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!

ANTONIO.
The ground indeed is tawny.

SEBASTIAN.
With an eye of green in't.

ANTONIO.
He misses not much.

SEBASTIAN.
No; he doth but mistake the truth totally.

GONZALO.
But the rarity of it is,--which is indeed almost
beyond credit,--

SEBASTIAN.
As many vouch'd rarities are.