{"id":"01KG8AZ4BE15B9TERRW8V0JR7Y","cid":"bafkreifzn6q5hzq3dt7rdm6qufxei4awkfeai7hoqsjobcpaiswvn2n45u","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiemvib6qwwrdyw7lam2yg5df52slx4izu5pemlrig73vc7lgr75fm","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0079.jpg","height":2400,"key":"pdf-page-1769806466701-dyt38v1mc6","label":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0079.jpg","page_number":79,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":474130,"text":"ACT THREE THE TEMPEST SCENE TWO\nTiiaculo, Your lieutenant, if you list ; he 's no standard.\nStephana. We'll not run, Monsieur Monster.\nTiiaculo. Nor go neither ; but you '11 lie, like dogs, and yet say\nnothing neither.\nStephana. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a\ngood moon-calf.\nCaliban. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe. I'll\nnot serve him, he is not valiant.\nTrtacula. Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to\njustle a constable. Why, thou deboshed fish, thou, was\nthere ever man a coward that hath drunk so much\nsack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being\nbut half a fish and half a monster ?\nCaliban. Lo, how he mocks me ! wilt thou let him, my lord ?\nTrinculo. * Lord,' quoth he ! That a monster should be such\na natural !\nCaliban. Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I prithee.\nStephana. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head : if you\nprove a mutineer,— the next tree! The poor monster's\nmy subject, and he shall not suffer indignity.\nCaliban. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased to\nhearken once again to the suit I made to thee ?\nStephana. Marry, will I : kneel and repeat it ; I will stand,\nand so shall Trinculo.\n[Enter Ariel, invisible.]\nCaliban. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a\nsorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the\nisland.\nAriel. Thou liest.\nCaliban. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou :\nI would my valiant master would destroy thee !\nI do not lie.\nStephana. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by\nthis hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.\nTrincula. Why, I said nothing.\nStephana. Mum, then, and no more. Proceed.\nCaliban. I say, by sorcery he got this isle ;\nFrom me he got it. If thy greatness will\nRevenge it on him, — for I know thou darest,\nBut this thing dare not, —\n63","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:26.701Z","text_extracted_by":"pdf-processor","text_has_content":true,"text_source":"born_digital","uploaded":true,"width":1601},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG89K56V71HSK5HCYTVQK4G2","predicate":"derived_from"},{"peer":"01KG89JREDR8WY5QQGYR5FZRDY","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AZ48ZD4P3NB4JR637PTTW","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AZ4V68316XBSS9NB7JXZY","predicate":"next"}],"ver":3,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:27.438Z","ts":"2026-01-30T21:01:57.470Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFFH6ETXGRVD10WPNP3007D6"}}