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[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? 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 drown’d 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-chopp’d rascal-would thou mightst lie drowning The washing of ten tides! GONZALO He’ll be hang’d yet, 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!] ANTONIO Let’s all sink wi’ th’ King. SEBASTIAN Let’s take leave of him.
Exeunt ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN GONZALO Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground-long heath, brown furze, any thing. The wills above be done, but I would fain die dry death.
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The Island. Before PROSPERO’S cell Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA MIRANDA If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them.
The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to th’ welkin’s cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! A