SCENE, the Sea, with a Ship; afterwards an uninhabited Island.

SCENE I.-On a Ship at Sea. A Storm, with Thunder and

Lightning.

MASTER.

OATSWAIN,

BOATS. Here, master: what cheer?

MAST. Good: Speak to the mariners: fall to't yarely, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir.

Enter Mariners.

[Exit.

BOATS. Heigho, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare: Take in the top-sail; Tend to the master's whistle.-Blow till thou burst thy wind, if room enough!

Enter ALONZO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, Gonzalo,
and Others.

ALON. Good Boatswain, have care.

Play the men.

BOATS. I pray now, keep below.

ANT. Where is the master, boatswain?

Where's the master?

BOATS. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour! keep

your cabins: you do assist the storm.

GON. Nay, good, be patient.

BOATS. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence: trouble us not.

GON. Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard.

BOATS. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more; use your authority. If you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap.-Cheerly, good hearts!-Out of our way, I

say.

[Exit.

Gox. I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks, he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast good Fate to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt.

Re-enter Boatswain.

BOATS. Down with the top-mast; yare; lower, lower. Bring

her to Try with main course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather, or our office.— Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO.

Yet again! what do you here? Shall we give o'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink?

SEB. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blasphemous, uncharitable dog!

BOATS. Work you, then.

ANT. Hang, cur, hang! you insolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.

GON. I'll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell.

BOATS. Lay her a-hold, a-hold! set her two courses; off to sea again; lay her off.

Enter Mariners, wet.

MAR. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!

BOATS. What, must our mouths be cold?

[Exeunt.

GON. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist them,

For our case is as theirs.

SEB. I am out of patience.

ANT. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards.—

This wide-chapp'd rascal ;-Would, thou might'st lie drowning, The washing of ten tides!

Though every drop of water swear against it,

And gape at wid'st to glut him.

[A confused Noise within.] Mercy on us!

We split, we split !-Farewell my wife and children!

-Farewell, brother!-We split, we split, we split.—

ANT. Let's all sink with the king.

SEB. Let's take leave of him.

[Exit.

[Exit.

GON. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; ling, heath, broom, furze, any thing: The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit.