Ste. If thou bee'st Trinculo: come forth: I'le pull thee by the lesser legges: if any be Trinculo's legges, these are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeede: how cam'st thou to be the siege of this Moone-calfe? Can he vent Trinculo's?
Tri. I tooke him to be kil'd with a thunder-strok; but art thou not dround Stephano: I hope now thou art not dround: Is the Storme ouer-blowne? I hid mee vnder the dead Moone-Calfes Gaberdine, for feare of the Storme: And art thou liuing Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitanes scap'd?
Ste. 'Prethee doe not turne me about, my stomacke is not constant
Cal. These be fine things, and if they be not sprights: that's a braue God, and beares Celestiall liquor: I will kneele to him
Ste. How did'st thou scape? How cam'st thou hither? Sweare by this Bottle how thou cam'st hither: I escap'd vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saylors heaued o'reboord, by this Bottle which I made of the barke of a Tree, with mine owne hands, since I was cast a'shore
Cal. I'le sweare vpon that Bottle, to be thy true subiect, for the liquor is not earthly
St. Heere: sweare then how thou escap'dst
Tri. Swom ashore (man) like a Ducke: I can swim like a Ducke i'le be sworne
Ste. Here, kisse the Booke. Though thou canst swim like a Ducke, thou art made like a Goose
Tri. O Stephano, ha'st any more of this?