All of Shakespeare’s plays.
I should have been a sore one then.
O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp.
Every man shift for all the rest, and
let no man take care for himself; for all is
but fortune. Coragio, bully-monster, coragio!
Ay, and this.
Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear this
away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you
out of my kingdom: go to, carry this.
I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't:
wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this
country. 'Steal by line and level' is an excellent
pass of pate; there's another garment for't.
Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line,
is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under
the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your
hair and prove a bald jerkin.
Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have
Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.
I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears
for my labour.
There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that,
monster, but an infinite loss.
So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take
a displeasure against you, look you,--
Monster, your fairy, which you say is
a harmless fairy, has done little better than
played the Jack with us.
Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could see
this tabourer; he lays it on.
That shall be by and by: I remember the story.
This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall
have my music for nothing.
No, monster, not I.
He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy upon us!
If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness:
if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list.
What is this same?
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.
Ay, on mine honour.
Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but,
while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.
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, Trinculo?
Is it so brave a lass?
Stand farther. Come, proceed.
Now, forward with your tale. Prithee, stand farther
Do I so? take thou that.
As you like this, give me the lie another time.
Didst thou not say he lied?
Trinculo, run into no further danger:
interrupt the monster one word further, and,
by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out o' doors
and make a stock-fish of thee.
How now shall this be compassed?
Canst thou bring me to the party?
That's most certain.
Mum, then, and no more. Proceed.
Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by
this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.
Marry, will I kneel and repeat it; I will stand,
and so shall Trinculo.
Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head: if you
prove a mutineer,--the next tree! The poor monster's
my subject and he shall not suffer indignity.
Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a
We'll not run, Monsieur Monster.
My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in sack:
for my part, the sea cannot drown me; I swam, ere I
could recover the shore, five and thirty leagues off
and on. By this light, thou shalt be my lieutenant,
monster, or my standard.
Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes
are almost set in thy head.
Tell not me; when the butt is out, we will drink
water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and
board 'em. Servant-monster, drink to me.
O brave monster! Lead the way.
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.
Come on then; down, and swear.
Come, swear to that; kiss the book: I will furnish
it anon with new contents swear.
Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man i'
the moon when time was.
The whole butt, man: my cellar is in a rock by the
sea-side where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf!
how does thine ague?
Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a
duck, thou art made like a goose.
Here; swear then how thou escapedst.
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