<SPEECH 1><ACT 1><SCENE 2><18%>
<CALIBAN>	<19%>
<STAGE DIR>
<Within.>
</STAGE DIR> There's wood enough within.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 2><ACT 1><SCENE 2><19%>
<CALIBAN>	<19%>
	As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd
	With raven's feather from unwholesome fen
	Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye,
	And blister you all o'er!
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 3><ACT 1><SCENE 2><19%>
<CALIBAN>	<20%>
	I must eat my dinner.
	This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
	Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first,
	Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; wouldst give me
	Water with berries in't; and teach me how
	To name the bigger light, and how the less,
	That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee
	And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle,
	The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place, and fertile.
	Cursed be I that did so!—All the charms
	Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!
	For I am all the subjects that you have,
	Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me
	In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me
	The rest o' th' island.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 4><ACT 1><SCENE 2><20%>
<CALIBAN>	<21%>
	Oh ho! Oh ho!—would it had been done!
	Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else
	This isle with Calibans.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 5><ACT 1><SCENE 2><21%>
<CALIBAN>	<21%>
	You taught me language: and my profit on't
	Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you,
	For learning me your language!
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 6><ACT 1><SCENE 2><21%>
<CALIBAN>	<22%>
	No, pray thee!—
<STAGE DIR>
<Aside.>
</STAGE DIR> I must obey: his art is of such power,
	It would control my dam's god, Setebos,
	And make a vassal of him.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 7><ACT 2><SCENE 2><44%>
<CALIBAN>	<44%>
	All the infections that the sun sucks up
	From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him
	By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me,
	And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
	Fright me with urchin-shows, pitch me i' the mire,
	Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark
	Out of my way, unless he bid 'em; but
	For every trifle are they set upon me:
	Sometime like apes, that mow and chatter at me
	And after bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which
	Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way and mount
	Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I
	All wound with adders, who with cloven tongues
	Do hiss me into madness.—

<STAGE DIR>
<Enter Trinculo.>
</STAGE DIR>
	Lo now! lo!
	Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me
	For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat;
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 8><ACT 2><SCENE 2><46%>
<CALIBAN>	<46%>
	Do not torment me: O!
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 9><ACT 2><SCENE 2><47%>
<CALIBAN>	<47%>
	The spirit torments me: O!
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 10><ACT 2><SCENE 2><47%>
<CALIBAN>	<47%>
	Do not torment me, prithee: I'll bring my wood home faster.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 11><ACT 2><SCENE 2><47%>
<CALIBAN>	<47%>
	Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: now Prosper works upon thee.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 12><ACT 2><SCENE 2><49%>
<CALIBAN>	<49%>
<STAGE DIR>
<Aside.>
</STAGE DIR> These be fine things an if they be not sprites.
	That's a brave god and bears celestial liquor:
	I will kneel to him.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 13><ACT 2><SCENE 2><49%>
<CALIBAN>	<49%>
	I'll swear upon that bottle, to be thy true subject; for the liquor is not earthly.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 14><ACT 2><SCENE 2><50%>
<CALIBAN>	<50%>
	Hast thou not dropped from heaven?
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 15><ACT 2><SCENE 2><50%>
<CALIBAN>	<50%>
	I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee; my mistress showed me thee, and thy dog, and thy bush.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 16><ACT 2><SCENE 2><51%>
<CALIBAN>	<50%>
	I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island;
	And I will kiss thy foot. I prithee, be my god.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 17><ACT 2><SCENE 2><51%>
<CALIBAN>	<51%>
	I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 18><ACT 2><SCENE 2><51%>
<CALIBAN>	<51%>
	I'll shew thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;
	I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
	A plague upon the tyrant that I serve!
	I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,
	Thou wondrous man.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 19><ACT 2><SCENE 2><51%>
<CALIBAN>	<51%>
	I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow;
	And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts;
	Show thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how
	To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee
	To clust'ring filberts, and sometimes I'll get thee
	Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go with me?
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 20><ACT 2><SCENE 2><52%>
<CALIBAN>	<52%>
	Farewell, master; farewell, farewell
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 21><ACT 2><SCENE 2><52%>
<CALIBAN>	<52%>

	No more dams I'll make for fish,
	Nor fetch in firing
	At requiring,
	Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish,
	'Ban, 'Ban, Ca—Caliban,
	Has a new master—Get a new man.

	Freedom, high-day! high-day, freedom! freedom! high-day, freedom!
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 22><ACT 3><SCENE 2><58%>
<CALIBAN>	<58%>
	How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe. I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 23><ACT 3><SCENE 2><59%>
<CALIBAN>	<58%>
	Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord?
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 24><ACT 3><SCENE 2><59%>
<CALIBAN>	<59%>
	Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prithee.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 25><ACT 3><SCENE 2><59%>
<CALIBAN>	<59%>
	I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd
	To hearken once again the suit I made thee?
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 26><ACT 3><SCENE 2><59%>
<CALIBAN>	<59%>
	As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 27><ACT 3><SCENE 2><59%>
<CALIBAN>	<59%>
	Thou liest, thou jesting monkey thou;
	I would my valiant master would destroy thee;
	I do not lie.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 28><ACT 3><SCENE 2><60%>
<CALIBAN>	<59%>
	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 dar'st;
	But this thing dare not,—
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 29><ACT 3><SCENE 2><60%>
<CALIBAN>	<60%>
	Thou shalt be lord of it and I'll serve thee.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 30><ACT 3><SCENE 2><60%>
<CALIBAN>	<60%>
	Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep,
	Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 31><ACT 3><SCENE 2><60%>
<CALIBAN>	<60%>
	What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch!—
	I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,
	And take his bottle from him: when that's gone
	He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show him
	Where the quick freshes are.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 32><ACT 3><SCENE 2><61%>
<CALIBAN>	<61%>
	Ha, ha, ha!
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 33><ACT 3><SCENE 2><61%>
<CALIBAN>	<61%>
	Beat him enough: after a little time
	I'll beat him too.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 34><ACT 3><SCENE 2><61%>
<CALIBAN>	<61%>
	Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him
	I' the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him,
	Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log
	Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
	Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember
	First to possess his books; for without them
	He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
	One spirit to command: they all do hate him
	As rootedly as I. Burn but his books;
	He has brave utensils,—for so he calls them,—
	Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal:
	And that most deeply to consider is
	The beauty of his daughter; he himself
	Calls her a nonpareil: I never saw a woman,
	But only Sycorax my dam and she;
	But she as far surpasseth Sycorax
	As great'st does least.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 35><ACT 3><SCENE 2><62%>
<CALIBAN>	<62%>
	Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant,
	And bring thee forth brave brood.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 36><ACT 3><SCENE 2><62%>
<CALIBAN>	<62%>
	Within this half hour will he be asleep;
	Wilt thou destroy him then?
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 37><ACT 3><SCENE 2><63%>
<CALIBAN>	<62%>
	Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure.
	Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch
	You taught me but while-ere?
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 38><ACT 3><SCENE 2><63%>
<CALIBAN>	<63%>
	That's not the tune.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 39><ACT 3><SCENE 2><63%>
<CALIBAN>	<63%>
	Art thou afeard?
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 40><ACT 3><SCENE 2><63%>
<CALIBAN>	<63%>
	Be not afeard: the isle is full of noises,
	Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
	Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
	Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices,
	That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
	Will make mesleep again: and then, in dreaming,
	The clouds methought would open and show riches
	Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd
	I cried to dream again.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 41><ACT 3><SCENE 2><64%>
<CALIBAN>	<63%>
	When Prospero is destroyed.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 42><ACT 4><SCENE 1><80%>
<CALIBAN>	<80%>
	Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not
	Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 43><ACT 4><SCENE 1><80%>
<CALIBAN>	<80%>
	Good my lord, give me thy favour still:
	Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to
	Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak softly;
	All's hush'd as midnight yet.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 44><ACT 4><SCENE 1><81%>
<CALIBAN>	<81%>
	Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,
	This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter.
	Do that good mischief, which may make this island
	Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
	For aye thy foot-licker.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 45><ACT 4><SCENE 1><81%>
<CALIBAN>	<81%>
	Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 46><ACT 4><SCENE 1><81%>
<CALIBAN>	<81%>
	The dropsy drown this fooll what do you mean
	To dote thus on such luggage? Let's along,
	And do the murder first: if he awake,
	From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches;
	Make us strange stuff.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 47><ACT 4><SCENE 1><82%>
<CALIBAN>	<82%>
	I will have none on't: we shall lose our time,
	And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
	With foreheads villanous low.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 48><ACT 5><SCENE 1><96%>
<CALIBAN>	<96%>
	O Setebos! these be brave spirits, indeed.
	How fine my master is! I am afraid
	He will chastise me.
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 49><ACT 5><SCENE 1><97%>
<CALIBAN>	<97%>
	I shall be pinch'd to death
</CALIBAN>

<SPEECH 50><ACT 5><SCENE 1><98%>
<CALIBAN>	<98%>
	Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter,
	And seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass
	Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,
	And worship this dull fool!
</CALIBAN>

