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ACT I SCENE I . On a ship at sea ; a tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard . Enter a Shipmaster and a Boatswain severally . MASTER . Boatswain ! BOATSWAIN . Here , master : what cheer ? MASTER . Good ! Speak to the mariners : fall to ’ t yarely , or we run ourselves aground : bestir , bestir . [ Exit . ] Enter Mariners . BOATSWAIN . Heigh , my hearts ! cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ! yare , yare ! Take in the topsail . Tend to th ’ master’s whistle . Blow till thou burst thy wind , if room enough . Enter Alonso , Sebastian , Antonio , Ferdinand , Gonzalo and others . ALONSO . Good boatswain , have care . Where’s the master ? Play the men . BOATSWAIN . I pray now , keep below . ANTONIO . Where is the master , boson ? BOATSWAIN . Do you not hear him ? You mar our labour : keep your cabins : you do assist the storm . GONZALO . Nay , good , be patient . BOATSWAIN . When the sea is . Hence ! What cares these roarers for the name of king ? To cabin ! silence ! Trouble us not . GONZALO . Good , yet remember whom thou hast aboard . BOATSWAIN . 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 . ] GONZALO . 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 hang’d , our case is miserable . [ Exeunt . ] Re - enter Boatswain . BOATSWAIN . Down with the topmast ! yare ! lower , lower ! Bring her to try wi ’ th ’ maincourse . [ A cry within . ] A plague upon this howling ! They are louder than the weather or our office . Enter Sebastian , Antonio and Gonzalo . Yet again ! What do you here ? Shall we give o’er , and drown ? Have you a mind to sink ? SEBASTIAN . A pox o ’ your throat , you bawling , blasphemous , incharitable dog ! BOATSWAIN . Work you , then . ANTONIO . Hang , cur , hang , you whoreson , insolent noisemaker ! We are less afraid to be drowned than thou art . GONZALO . I’ll warrant him for drowning , though the ship were no stronger than a nutshell , and as leaky as an unstanched wench . BOATSWAIN . Lay her a - hold , a - hold ! Set her two courses : off to sea again : lay her off . Enter Mariners , wet . MARINERS . All lost ! to prayers , to prayers ! all lost ! [ Exeunt . ] BOATSWAIN . What , must our mouths be cold ? GONZALO . The King and Prince at prayers ! Let’s assist them , For our case is as theirs . SEBASTIAN . I am out of patience . ANTONIO . 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 !
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