Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 479 words
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Tell not me, when the But is out we will drink water, not a drop before; therefore bear up, & board 'em ' Servant Monster, drink to me. Servant Monster? the folly of this Island, they say there's but five upon this Isle; we are three of them, if th' other two be brained like us, the State totters. Drink servant Monster when I bid thee, thy eyes are almost set in thy head. Where should they be set else? he were a brave Monster indeed if they were set in his tail. My man-Monster hath drowned his tongue in sack: for my part the Sea cannot drown me, I swum 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. Your Lieutenant if you lift, he's no standard. We'll not run Monsieur Monster. Nor go neither: but you'll lie like dogs, and yet say nothing neither. Mooncalf, speak once in thy life, if thou be'st a good Mooncalf. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe: I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. Thou liest most ignorant Monster, I am in case to justle a Constable: why, thou deboshed Fish thou, was there ever man a Coward, that hath drunk so much Sack as I to day? wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but halfe a Fish, and halfe a Monster? Lo, how he mocks me, wilt thou let him my Lord? Lord, quoth he? that a Monster should be such a Natural? Lo, lo again: bite him to death I prithee. 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. I thank my noble Lord. Wilt thou be pleased to hearken once again to the suit I made to thee? Marry will I: kneel, and repeat it, I will stand, and so shall Trinculo. As I told thee before, I am subject to a Tyrant, A Sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me Of the Island. Thou liest. Thou liest, thou jesting Monkey thou: I would my valiant Master would destroy thee. I do not lie. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, By this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Why, I said nothing. Mum then, and no more: proceed. I say by Sorcery he got this Isle From me, he got it. If thy Greatness will Revenge it on him, (for I know thou darest) But this Thing dare not. That's most certain. Thou shalt be Lord of it, and I'll serve thee. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party? Yea, yea my Lord, I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head.
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Tell not me, when the But is out we will drinke water, not a drop before; therefore beare vp, & boord em' Seruant Monſter, drinke to me. Seruant Monſter? the folly of this Iland, they ſay there's but fiue vpon this Iſle; we are three of them, if th' other two be brain'd like vs, the State totters. Drinke ſeruant Monſter when I bid thee, thy eies are almoſt ſet in thy head. VVhere ſhould they bee ſet elſe? hee were a braue Monſter indeede if they were ſet in his taile. My man-Monſter hath drown'd his tongue in ſacke: for my part the Sea cannot drowne mee, I ſwam ere I could recouer the ſhore, fiue and thirtie Leagues off and on, by this light thou ſhalt bee my Lieutenant Monſter, or my Standard. Your Lieutenant if you lift, hee's no ſtandard. VVeel not run Monſieur Monſter. Nor go neither: but you'l lie like dogs, and yet ſay nothing neither. Moone-calfe, ſpeak once in thy life, if thou beeſt a good Moone-calfe. How does thy honour? Let me licke thy ſhooe: Ile not ſerue him, he is not valiant. Thou lieſt moſt ignorant Monſter, I am in caſe to iuſtle a Conſtable: why, thou deboſh'd Fiſh thou, was there euer man a Coward, that hath drunk ſo much Sacke as I to day? wilt thou tell a monſtrous lie, being but halfe a Fiſh, and halfe a Monſter? Loe, how he mockes me, wilt thou let him my Lord? Lord, quoth he? that a Monſter ſhould be ſuch a Naturall? Loe, loe againe: bite him to death I prethee. Trinculo, keepe a good tongue in your head: If you proue a mutineere, the next Tree: the poore Monſter's my ſubiect, and he ſhall not ſuffer indignity. I thanke my noble Lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once againe to the ſuite I made to thee? Marry will I: kneele, and repeate it, I will ſtand, and ſo ſhall Trinculo. As I told thee before, I am ſubiect to a Tirant, A Sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me Of the Iſland. Thou lyeſt. Thou lyeſt, thou ieſting Monkey thou: I would my valiant Maſter would deſtroy thee. I do not lye. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, By this hand, I will ſupplant ſome of your teeth. Why, I ſaid nothing. Mum then, and no more: proceed. I ſay by Sorcery he got this Iſle From me, he got it. If thy Greatneſſe will Reuenge it on him, (for I know thou dar'ſt) But this Thing dare not. That's moſt certaine. Thou ſhalt be Lord of it, and Ile ſerue thee. How now ſhall this be compaſt? Canſt thou bring me to the party? Yea, yea my Lord, Ile yeeld him thee aſleepe, Where thou maiſt knocke a naile into his head.