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course. [A cry within] [35] 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 do here? Shall we give o’er, and drown? Have you a
mind to sink?
SEBASTIAN
A pox o’ your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, [40] incharitable dog!
BOATSWAIN
Work you, then.
ANTONIO
Hang, cur! hang, you whoreson, insolent noise-maker. We are less afraid to
be drowned than thou art. [45]
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. [50]
Enter Mariners wet.
MARINERS
All lost, to prayers, to prayers! all lost!
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
