I took pains to make the speek
taught thee each hour one thing or another
thou didst not, savage, know thine own meaning
but wouldst gabble like a thing most brutish
you taught me language,
and my profit on’t is I know how to curse
had I a
plantation of this isle, my lord… [Gonzalo]
they would not give a doit to receive a lame beggar,
they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian
He’s a present for any emperor
that ever trod on neat’s leather
His daughter and I
will be king and queen
One of them is a plain fish
and no doubt marketable