Revenge in the Tempest
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- Stephano: That's most certain.
- Caliban: Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee.
- Caliban: 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-
- Stephano: How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party?
- Caliban: Yea, yea, my lord! I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou mayst know a nail into his head.
- Caliban: Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him I' th' afternoon to sleep. There thou mayst brain him, Having first seized his books, or with a log Batter his skill, 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 him 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.
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