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STEPHANO . I prithee now , lead the way without any more talking . Trinculo , the King and all our company else being drowned , 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 ; Nor fetch in firing At requiring , Nor scrape trenchering , nor wash dish ; ’ Ban ’ Ban , Cacaliban , Has a new master — Get a new man . Freedom , high - day ! high - day , freedom ! freedom , high - day , freedom ! STEPHANO . O brave monster ! lead the way . [ Exeunt . ] ACT III SCENE I . Before Prospero’s cell . Enter Ferdinand bearing a log . FERDINAND . There be some sports are painful , and their labour Delight in them sets off : some kinds of baseness Are nobly undergone ; and most poor matters Point to rich ends . This my mean task Would be as heavy to me as odious , but The mistress which I serve quickens what’s dead , And makes my labours pleasures : O , she is Ten times more gentle than her father’s crabbed , And he’s compos’d of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile them up , Upon a sore injunction : my sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me work , and says such baseness Had never like executor . I forget : But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours , Most busy , least when I do it . Enter Miranda and Prospero behind . MIRANDA . Alas now , pray you , Work not so hard : I would the lightning had Burnt up those logs that you are enjoin’d to pile ! Pray , set it down and rest you . When this burns , ’ Twill weep for having wearied you . My father Is hard at study ; pray , now , rest yourself : He’s safe for these three hours . FERDINAND . O most dear mistress , The sun will set , before I shall discharge What I must strive to do . MIRANDA . If you’ll sit down , I’ll bear your logs the while . Pray give me that ; I’ll carry it to the pile . FERDINAND . No , precious creature ; I had rather crack my sinews , break my back , Than you should such dishonour undergo , While I sit lazy by . MIRANDA . It would become me As well as it does you : and I should do it With much more ease ; for my good will is to it , And yours it is against . PROSPERO . [ Aside . ] Poor worm ! thou art infected . This visitation shows it . MIRANDA . You look wearily . FERDINAND . No , noble mistress ; ’ tis fresh morning with me When you are by at night . I do beseech you — Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers — What is your name ? MIRANDA . Miranda — O my father ! I have broke your hest to say so .
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