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To snare the nimble marmoset; I’ll bring thee
To clustering filberts, and sometimes I’ll get thee
Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go with me?

STEPHANO
I prithee now, lead the way, without any [175] more talking. Trinculo, the
King and all our company else being drown’d, we will inherit here: here; bear

my bottle; fellow Trinculo, we’ll fill him by and by again.

CALIBAN
[Sings drunkenly]
Farewell, master; farewell, farewell!

TRINCULO
A howling monster; a drunken monster!

CALIBAN
No more dams I’ll make for fish; [180]

Nor fetch in firing
At requiring;
Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish:
’Ban, ’Ban, Cacaliban

Has a new master: − get a new man. [185]
Freedom, high-day! high-day, Freedom! freedom,
high-day, freedom!

STEPHANO
O brave monster! lead the way.

Exeunt.