Gonzalo.
Alon.
Good Boatswain, have care: where's the master?
Play the men.
Boats.
I pray now, keep below.
Ant.
Where is the master, Boatswain?
Boats.
Do you not hear him? you mar our labour;
keep your cabins: you do assist the storm.
Gonz.
Nay, good, be patient.
-- 6 --
Boats.
When the sea is. Hence—what care these
Roarers for the name of King? to cabin; silence; trouble
us not.
Gonz.
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, o'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.
Gonz.
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 plague upon this
howling!—* note
A cry within. Re-enter Sebastian, Anthonio, and Gonzalo.
Seb.
A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous,
uncharitable dog.
Boats.
Work you, then.
Ant.
Hang, cur, hang; you whoreson, insolent, noise-maker;
we are less afraid to be drowned, than thou art.
Gonz.
I'll warrant him from drowning, though the
ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as
an unstanched wench.
Boats.
Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses
off to sea again; lay her off.
-- 7 --
Enter Mariners wet.
Mar.
All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!
[Exeunt.
John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].
