2. SCENE II. Another part of the island
Is it so brave a lass?
Ay, lord: she will become thy bed, I warrant,
And bring thee forth brave brood.
Monster, I will kill this man; his daughter and I
will be king and queen,--save our graces!--and Trinculo
and thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou like the plot,
Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but
while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.
Within this half hour will he be asleep;
Wilt thou destroy him then?
Ay, on mine honour.
This will I tell my master.
Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure.
Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch
You taught me but while-ere?
At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any
reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing.
Flout 'em and scout 'em; and scout 'em and flout 'em:
Thought is free.
That's not the tune.
[ARIEL plays the tune on a Tabor and Pipe.]
What is this same?
This is the tune of our catch, played by the
picture of Nobody.
If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy
likeness: if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list.
O, forgive me my sins!
He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee.--Mercy
Art thou afeard?
No, monster, not I.