[He lies, dog-like, on his back, and laughs loud.]
MIRANDA This wonder grows too wild.
ARIEL Go, go! O flee away!
CALIBAN [Leaping up.] Away?—Aye, so! [He approaches Miranda, who recoils, half fearful.] Wist where salt water lappeth warm i’ the noon And shore-fish breed i’ the shoals.—Wist where the sea-bull Flap-flappeth his fin and walloweth there his cow And snoreth the rainbow from his nostrils.
[He begins to dance grotesquely about her.]
Ho, Spring-i’-the-air! shalt leap, shalt roll in the sun, Shalt dance with lily-warm limbs, shalt race wi’ the gulls! Shalt laugh, and call—Come, Come!
Come, come, Caliban! Catcheth who catcheth can! Mateth mew, mateth man: Catch, come, Caliban!
ARIEL O Setebos, let me go free!
MIRANDA [To Caliban.] Peace! Dance no more. Go hence, and leave me.
CALIBAN [Staring.] Hence? Aye, both—us twain.