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<hi rend="italic">Actus primus, Scena prima</hi>.</head>
<head type="supplied">[Act 1, Scene 1]</head>
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<stage rend="italic" type="entrance">A tempestuous noise of Thunder and Lightning heard: En
<lb/>ter a Ship‑master, and a Boteswaine.</stage>
<sp who="#F-tem-mas">
<speaker rend="italic">Master.</speaker>
<p n="1">
<c rend="decoratedCapital">B</c>Ote‑swaine.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="2">Heere Master: What cheere?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-mas">
<speaker rend="italic">Mast.</speaker>
<p n="3">Good: Speake to th' Mariners: fall
<lb n="4"/>too't, yarely, or we run our selves a ground,
<lb n="5"/>bestirre, bestirre.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic inline" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Mariners.</stage>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="6">Heigh my hearts, cheerely, cheerely my harts:
<lb n="7"/>yare, yare: Take in the toppe‑sale: Tend to th'Masters
<lb n="8"/>whistle: Blow till thou burst thy winde, if roome e
<lb n="9"/>nough.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Anthonio, Ferdinando,
<lb/>Gonzalo, and others.</stage>
<sp who="#F-tem-alo">
<speaker rend="italic">Alon.</speaker>
<p n="10">Good Boteswaine haue care: where's the Ma
<lb n="11"/>ster? Play the men.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="12">I pray now keepe below.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-ant">
<speaker rend="italic">Anth.</speaker>
<p n="13">Where is the Master, Boson?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes:</speaker>
<p n="14">Do you not heare him? you marre our labour,
<lb n="15"/>Keepe your Cabines: you do assist the storme.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-gon">
<speaker rend="italic">Gonz.</speaker>
<p n="16">Nay, good be patient.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="17">When the Sea is: hence, what cares these roa
<lb n="18"/>rers for the name of King? to Cabine; silence: trouble
<lb n="19"/>vs not.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-gon">
<speaker rend="italic">Gon.</speaker>
<p n="20">Good, yet remember whom thou hast aboord.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="21">None that I more loue then my selfe. You are
<lb n="22"/>a Counsellor, if you can command these Elements to si
<lb n="23"/>lence, and worke the peace of the present, wee will not
<lb n="24"/>hand a rope more, vse your authoritie: If you cannot,
<lb n="25"/>giue thankes you haue liu'd so long, and make your
<lb n="26"/>selfe readie in your Cabine for the mischance of the
<lb n="27"/>houre, if it so hap. Cheerely good hearts: out of our
<lb n="28"/>way I say.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic inline" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<sp who="#F-tem-gon">
<speaker rend="italic">Gon.</speaker>
<p n="29">I haue great comfort from this fellow: methinks
<lb n="30"/>he hath no drowning marke vpon him, his complexion
<lb n="31"/>is perfect Gallowes: stand fast good Fate to his han
<lb n="32"/>ging, make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our
<lb n="33"/>owne doth little aduantage: If he be not borne to bee
<lb n="34"/>hang'd, our case is miserable.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Boteswaine</stage>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="35">Downe with the top‑Mast: yare, lower, lower,
<lb n="36"/>bring her to Try with Maine‑course. A plague⸺
<lb n="37"/>
<stage rend="italic" type="business">A cry within.</stage>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="entrance">Enter Sebastian, Anthonio & Gonzalo.</stage>
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<lb n="38"/>vpon this howling: they are lowder then the weather,
<lb n="39"/>or our office: yet againe? What do you heere: Shal we
<lb n="40"/>giue ore and drowne, haue you a minde to sinke?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-seb">
<speaker rend="italic">Sebas.</speaker>
<p n="41">A poxe o'your throat, you bawling, blasphe
<lb n="42"/>mous incharitable Dog.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="43">Worke you then.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-ant">
<speaker rend="italic">Anth.</speaker>
<p n="44">Hang cur, hang, you whoreson insolent Noyse‑
<lb n="45"/>maker, we are lesse afraid to be drownde, then thou art.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-gon">
<speaker rend="italic">Gonz.</speaker>
<p n="46">I'le warrant him for drowning, though the
<lb n="47"/>Ship were no stronger then a Nutt‑shell, and as leaky as
<lb n="48"/>an vnstanched wench.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="49">Lay her a hold, a hold, set her two courses off
<lb n="50"/>to Sea againe, lay her off.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Mariners wet.</stage>
<sp who="#F-tem-mar">
<speaker rend="italic">Mari.</speaker>
<l n="51">All lost, to prayers, to prayers, all lost.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-boa">
<speaker rend="italic">Botes.</speaker>
<p n="52">What must our mouths be cold?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-gon">
<speaker rend="italic">Gonz.</speaker>
<p n="53">The King, and Prince, at prayers, let's assist them,
<lb n="54"/>for our case is as theirs.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-seb">
<speaker rend="italic">Sebas.</speaker>
<p n="55">I'am out of patience.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-ant">
<speaker rend="italic">An.</speaker>
<p n="56">We are meerly cheated of our liues by drunkards,
<lb n="57"/>This wide‑chopt‑rascall, would thou mightst lye drow
<lb n="58"/>ning the washing of ten Tides.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-gon">
<speaker rend="italic">Gonz.</speaker>
<p n="59">Hee'l be hang'd yet,
<lb n="60"/>Though euery drop of water sweare against it,
<lb n="61"/>And gape at widst to glut him.<stage rend="italic inline" type="business">A confused noyse within.</stage>
<lb n="62"/>Mercy on vs.
<lb n="63"/>We split, we split, Farewell my wife, and children,
<lb n="64"/>Farewell brother: we split, we split, we split.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-ant">
<speaker rend="italic">Anth.</speaker>
<p n="65">Let's all sinke with' King.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-tem-seb">
<speaker rend="italic">Seb.</speaker>
<p n="66">Let's take leaue of him.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<sp who="#F-tem-gon">
<speaker rend="italic">Gonz.</speaker>
<p n="67">Now would I giue a thousand furlongs of Sea,
<lb n="68"/>for an Acre of barren ground: Long heath, Brown<gap extent="1"
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<lb n="69"/>firrs, any thing: the wills aboue be done, but I w<gap extent="4"
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<lb n="70"/>faine dye a dry death.</p>
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