Page 1106 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

STEPHANO

Monster, your fairy, which you say is a harmless fairy, has done little better
than played the Jack with us.

TRINCULO
Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation.
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STEPHANO

So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take displeasure against you,
look you, −

TRINCULO
Thou wert but a lost monster.

CALIBAN
Good my lord, give me thy favour still.
Be patient, for the prize I’ll bring thee to [205]
Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak softly.

All’s hush’d as midnight yet.

TRINCULO
Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool, −

STEPHANO
There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss.
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TRINCULO
That’s more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.

STEPHANO

I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o’er ears for my labour.

CALIBAN

Prithee, my King, be quiet. Sees’t thou here, [215]
This is the mouth o’ th’ cell: no noise, and enter.