_Ste._ Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy, mercy! 90 This is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon.
_Trin._ Stephano! If thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo,--be not afeard,--thy good friend Trinculo. 95
_Ste._ If thou beest Trinculo, come forth: I’ll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo’s legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo indeed! How earnest thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? can he vent Trinculos?
_Trin._ I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke. 100 But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope, now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf’s gaberdine for fear of the storm. And art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans scaped! 105
_Ste._ Prithee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant.
_Cal._ [_aside_] These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. That’s a brave god, and bears celestial liquor: I will kneel to him. 110
_Ste._ How didst thou ’scape? How camest thou hither? swear, by this bottle, how thou camest hither. I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved o’erboard, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree with mine own hands, since I was cast ashore. 115
_Cal._ I’ll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy true subject; for the liquor is not earthly.
_Ste._ Here; swear, then, how thou escapedst.
_Trin._ Swum ashore, man, like a duck: I can swim like a duck, I’ll be sworn. 120
_Ste._ Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose.
_Trin._ O Stephano, hast any more of this?
_Ste._ The whole butt, man: my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf! 125 how does thine ague?
_Cal._ Hast thou not dropp’d from heaven?
_Ste._ Out o’ the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man i’ the moon when time was.
_Cal._ I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee: 130 My mistress show’d me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush.
_Ste._ Come, swear to that; kiss the book: I will furnish it anon with new contents: swear.
_Trin._ By this good light, this is a very shallow monster! I afeard of him! A very weak monster! The 135 man i’ the moon! A most poor credulous monster! Well drawn, monster, in good sooth!