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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 [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 hang'd, our case is miserable. [exeunt.
BOATS. Down with the top-mast! yare; lower, lower!
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?
SEB. A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!
BOATS. Work you, then.
ANT. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noisemaker, we are less afraid to be drown'd than thou art. GON. I'll warrant him for drowning, though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstanch wench.
BOATS. Lay her a-hold, a-hold!2 set her two courses !3 off to sea again; lay her off!
Re-enter Mariners, wet.
MARINERS. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!
I'm out of patience.
BOATS. What, must our mouths be cold?
For our case is as theirs.
ANT. We're merely cheated of our lives by drunkards. This wide-chopp'd rascal-would thou might'st lie drowning
The washing of ten tides! GON.
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! [Exit Boatswain. ANT. Let's all sink wi' the King.
SEB. Let's take leave of him.
GON. 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 a dry death.
SCENE II. The Island: before the Cell of PROSPERO.
MIRA. If by your art, my dearest father, you have
With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel,
Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her,
Had I been any god of power, I would
Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er
Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing
More to know
[lays down his robe. Lie there, my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort.
The direful spectacle of the wrack, which touch'd
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. Sit
That this lives in thy mind? What see'st thou else
A prince of power.
Sir, are not you my father?
A princess-no worse issued.
O the Heavens !
Both, both, my girl:
O, my heart bleeds To think o' the teen' that I have turn'd you to,
Which is from my remembrance! Please you, further.
PRO. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio
pray thee, mark me-that a brother should Be so perfidious !-he whom, next thyself,
Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put
Without a parallel: those being all my study,
And to my State grew stranger, being transported
Dost thou attend me ?
Sir, most heedfully.
Or else new-form'd 'em; having both the key
The ivy which had hid my princely trunk,
And suck'd the verdure out on 't. Thou attend'st
MIRA. O good sir, I do.
Like a good parent, did beget of him
As my trust was; which had indeed no limit,
Not only with what my revénue yielded,
But what my power might else exact-like one
To credit his own lie-he did believe
He was indeed the Duke; out o' the substitution,
With all prerogative: hence his ambition growing-
O the Heavens !