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Alonso, king of Naples.
Master of a ship, Boatswain, and Mariners.
Miranda, daughter to Prospero.
Ariel, an airy spirit.
Other spirits attending on Prospero.
Scene, the sea, with a ship; afterwards an unin.
SCENE I. On a ship at sea.
A storm, with thunder and lightning.
Enter a Ship-master and a Boatswain.
Mast. Good: speak to the mariners: fall to't yarely", or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir.
[Erit. Enter Mariners.
Boats. Heigh, 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 Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand,
Gonzalo, and others. Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the med.
Boats. I pray now, keep below.
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 naine 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.
[Erit. Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Staud 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.
[Ereunt. 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 v'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Seb.
A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blas. phemous, uncharitable dog!
• Present instant.
Boats. Work you, then.
Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, ipsolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.
Gon I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstaunched* wench.
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!
(Exeunt. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? Gon. The king and prince at prayers ! let us as
Seb. I am out of patience.
drunkards.This wide-chapped rascal;—'Would, thou might'st
lie drowning, The washing of ten tides! Gon.
He'll be hanged yet; Though every drop of water swear against it, Aud gape at wid'st to glut him. (A conjused 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. [Erit. Seb. Let's take leave of hin.
[Erit. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for au acre of barred ground; long heath, brown furze, any thing: the wills above be done! but I would faip die a dry death.
The island : before the cell of Prospero.
Enter Prospero and Miranda.
Be collected ;
O, woe the day!
More to know
'Tis time I should ivform thee further. Lend thy liand, And pluck my magic garment from me.-So;
(Lays down his mantle.