SCENE L — On a Ship at Sba.— AStobm, wUk Thmder

emd Lighiniiig.

Enter a Ship-Master and a Boatswaiw.

Mast. Boatswain,—

Boats, Hère, master : what chéer?

Mast, Good : Speak to tlie 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 ia the top-sail; Tend to the master's whistle. — Blow, till thou burst thy wiod, if room enough I

Enter Alosso, Sébastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Gonzalo,

and others.

Mon, Good boaiswnin, iuve care* Wbere*» tb>e master? Play the men.

Boats. I pray now, keep below.

Ànt, Where is the master, boatswain ?

Boats, Do you not hear him? Youmarour labour I keep your cabins; you do assist the storm.