TRINCULO. Where should they be set else? He were a brave
monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.
STEPHANO. My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in
sack. For my part, the sea cannot drown me; I swam, 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.
TRINCULO. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard.
STEPHANO. We'll not run, Monsieur Monster.
TRINCULO. Nor go neither; but you'll lie like dogs, and
yet say nothing neither.
STEPHANO. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest
a good moon-calf.
CALIBAN. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe.
I'll not serve him; he is not valiant.
TRINCULO. Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case
to justle a constable. Why, thou debosh'd 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
half fish and half a monster?
CALIBAN. Lo, how he mocks me! Wilt thou let him, my
lord?
TRINCULO. 'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be such
a natural!
CALIBAN. Lo, lo again! Bite him to death, I prithee.
STEPHANO.
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