Syc. May I not have the other fine thing?
Trinc. This is a sucking-bottle for young Trincalo.
Calib. Shall she not taste of that immortal liquor?
Trinc. Umph! that's another question: For if she be thus flippant in her water, what will she be in her wine?
Enter Ariel (invisible) and changes the Bottle which stands upon the Ground.
Ariel. There's water for your wine.
[Exit Ariel.
Trinc. Well! since it must be so.
[Gives her the bottle.
How do you like it now, my queen that must be?
[She drinks.
Syc. Is this your heav'nly liquor? I'll bring you to a river of the same.
Trinc. Wilt thou so, Madam Monster? What a mighty prince shall I be then! I would not change my dukedom to be great Turk Trincalo.