Another part of the island. Seeing the four legs coming out from under the coat on the ground, Stephano thinks he’s found a monster, which he pokes and prods until Caliban protests. Our, LitCharts assigns a color and icon to each theme in, Magic, Illusion, and Prospero as Playwright. Out o’ th’ moon, I do assure thee. Here’s neither bush nor shrub to bear off any weather at all. Caliban finds the alcohol heavenly, decides the two fools must be gods, and offers to worship them. Enter Stephano, singing, a bottle in his hand. Caliban describes in vivid language the various torments Prospero uses to subdue and punish him. I could find in my heart to beat him—. -Graham S. Caliban attempts to escape slavery by enslaving himself to someone else. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man’s funeral. Freedom, high-day! This is a devil, and no monster. Do you put tricks upon ’s with salvages and men of Inde? Prithee do not turn me about, my stomach is not constant. She lov’d not the savor of tar nor of pitch. Trinculo finds Caliban lying flat on the ground and thinks he’s found a dead native; as thunder rolls, he hides under Caliban’s coat. 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 marmazet. Instant downloads of all 1377 LitChart PDFs Come, swear to that; kiss the book. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster. O Stephano, two Neapolitans scap’d! Trinculo rightly ridicules Caliban, but notice how Caliban's tactic is exactly the same as the one used by Antonio, who gave his allegiance to Alonso in order to overthrow Prospero. I’ll fall flat. I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer: this is no fish, but an islander, that hath lately suffer’d by a thunderbolt. The original text plus a side-by-side modern translation of. Well drawn, monster, in good sooth! A fish, he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not-of-the-newest poor-John. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Stephano, drunk, finds them both and shares his bottle with them. But they’ll nor pinch. I took him to be kill’d with a thunder-stroke. Yond same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls. Enter CALIBAN with a burden of wood. By inch-meal a disease! Please consider making a small donation to help keep this site free. How didst thou scape? I’ll show thee every fertile inch o’ th’ island; And I will kiss thy foot. He sees Trinculo, Alonso’s jester, approaching, and thinking that this is a new spirit come to torment him, hides himself. Freedom, high-day, freedom. Caliban announces his freedom from Prospero in a drunken song. SCENE II. Amen! But that the poor monster’s in drink. Do not torment me, prithee. I should know that voice; it should be—but he is drown’d; and these are devils. Here! But they'll nor pinch, Fright me with urchin--shows, pitch me i' the mire, Come. There would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man. Caliban's mistaken belief that Stephano is a god echoes similar mistakes made by natives upon the arrival of Europeans. Act 2, Scene 2 On another part of the island, Caliban is busy fetching wood and cursing Prospero for the mean things he does to Caliban, like sending spirits to torment him while he works. I’ll kiss thy foot. I hid me under the dead moon-calf’s gaberdine for fear of the storm. Ha? Struggling with distance learning? Open your chaps again. If any be Trinculo’s legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo indeed! If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague. Teachers and parents! Trinculo is a comic character, and his speech is ridiculous. If it should thunder as it did before, I know not where to hide my head. When ’s god’s asleep, he’ll rob his bottle. Stephano! Students love them!”, LitCharts uses cookies to personalize our services. Stephano gives him some of his drink, and Trinculo emerges when he realizes who’s there. And art thou living, Stephano? The whole butt, man. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard! If I can recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he’s a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat’s-leather. His spirits hear me And yet I needs must curse. Here Caliban boldly expresses his hatred towards Prospero by cursing him, hoping that all possible infections from “bogs, fens, flats,” or, in other words, wet muddy grounds and swampy areas will cause Prospero to rot away “inch-meal” or little by little. Fright me with urchin-shows, pitch me i’ th’ mire, Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark. His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract. Four legs and two voices; a most delicate monster! I’ll bring my wood home faster. Now Prosper works upon thee. Legg’d like a man; and his fins like arms! I’ll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee. My best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter hereabout. I’ll show thee the best springs; I’ll pluck thee berries; I’ll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. I hope now thou art not drown’d. Swom ashore, man, like a duck. Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. (Caliban; Trinculo; Stephano) Caliban is carrying a pile of wood to Prospero’s cell, cursing the magician as he does so for forcing him to work by having spirits around him at all times ready to pinch him if he slacks off. I will give him some relief, if it be but for that. Come on your ways. This page contains the original text of Act 2, Scene 2 of The Tempest . What have we here? They make him drink more and more as he promises to do more and more for them, and they think they’ve well-landed. O, defend me! Sometime like apes that mow and chatter at me, And after bite me; then like hedgehogs which, Lie tumbling in my barefoot way, and mount, Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I, All wound with adders, who with cloven tongues, Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me. Is the storm overblown? Scene 2. I’ll bring thee, To clust’ring filberts, and sometimes I’ll get thee. I was the Man i’ th’ Moon, when time was. SCENE 2. That’s a brave god, and bears celestial liquor. Stephano, Alonso’s butler, comes in, drunk and drinking. Caliban is carrying a pile of wood to Prospero’s cell, cursing the magician as he does so for forcing him to work by having spirits around him at all times ready to pinch him if he slacks off. If thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo—be not afeard—thy good friend Trinculo. Alas, the storm is come again! I will pour some in thy other mouth. How cam’st thou hither? Actually understand The Tempest Act 2, Scene 2. I’ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. All Acts and Scenes are listed on the The Tempest text page, or linked to from the bottom of this page. Need help with Act 2, scene 2 in William Shakespeare's The Tempest? He shall taste of my bottle; if he have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit. Have we devils here? For bringing wood in slowly. I prithee be my god. This is a scurvy tune too; but here’s my comfort. Young scamels from the rock. "My students can't get enough of your charts and their results have gone through the roof." Bear my bottle. Having been enslaved by Prospero on the island that is supposedly his inheritance, Caliban is portrayed as an angry character. This is some monster of the isle with four legs, who hath got (as I take it) an ague. Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows; I will here shroud till the dregs of the storm be past. I will furnish it anon with new contents. How does thine ague? My cellar is in a rock by th’ sea-side, where my wine is hid. I can swim like a duck, I’ll be sworn. These be fine things, and if they be not sprites. Synopsis: Having escaped the apparently sinking ship, Trinculo finds Caliban hiding under a cloak, under which Trinculo also crawls to take shelter from the storm.
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