Stephano
Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen—save our graces!—and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo?
Trinculo
Excellent.
Stephano
Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.
Caliban
Within this half hour will he be asleep:
Wilt thou destroy him then?
Stephano
Ay, on mine honour.
Ariel
This will I tell my master.
Caliban
Thou makest me merry; I am full of pleasure:
Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch
You taught me but while-ere?
Stephano
At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing.
Sings.
Caliban
That’s not the tune.
Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe.