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ALONZO, King of Naples.
MIRANDA, Daughter to Prospero.
ARIEL, an airy Spirit.
Other Spirits attending on Prospero.
SCENE. The Sea, with a Ship; afterwards an uninhabitated
SCENE I.-On a Ship at Sea.
Enter a Ship-master and a Boatswain.
Mast. Good : speak to the mariners: fall to’t yarely, or we run ourselves aground; bestir, bestir.
[Exit. 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 ALONZO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, GONZALO,
and others. Alon. Good Boatswain, have care. Where's the master ? Play the men.
Boats. I pray now, keep below.
Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our labor! 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. Gon. 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.
, Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noisemaker, 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 unstanched wench.
Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses; off to sea again, lay her off.
Enter Mariners, wet.
[Exeunt. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold ? Gon. The king and prince at prayers ! let us assist
Seb. I am out of patience.
ards. 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, And gape ať 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. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furzè, any thing : The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death.
SCENE II.- The Island: before the Cell of Prospero.
Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA.
Be collected :
O, wo the day!
More to know
'Tis time I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, And pluck my magic garment from me.-So:
[Lays down his mantle. Lie there, my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort. The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touched The very virtue of compassion in thee,