FERDINAND.I must removeSome thousands of these Logs, and pile them up,Upon a sore injunction; . . .MIRANDA.If you'll sit down,I'll bear your Logs the while: pray give me that,I'll carry it to the pile.FERDINAND.No, precious Creature,I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,Than you should such dishonour undergo,While I sit lazy by.MIRANDA.It would become meAs well as it does you; and I should do itWith much more ease: for my good will is to it,And yours it is against.PROSPERO.Poor worm, thou art infected,This visitation shows it.
1602 Carew Cornwall 34.b. The Lugg is a worme resembling the Tag-worme or Angle-touch, and lying in the ose somewhat deepe, from whence the women digge them vp, and sell them to the Fishermen.
PROSPERO.it was mine Art,When I arrived, and heard thee, that made gapeThe Pine, and let thee out.ARIEL.I thank thee, Master.PROSPERO.If thou more murmur’st, I will rend an OakAnd peg-thee in his knotty entrails, tillThou hast howled away twelve winters.
JAQUES.There is sure another flood toward,and these couples are coming to the Ark.
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