Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The Tempest Act I

"...Boats. Work you, then.
Ant. Hang, cur! hang, you whoreson, insolent noise-maker. We are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.
Gon. I’ll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nutshell, and as leaky as an unstanched 45 wench.
Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold! set her two courses off to sea again; lay her off.
Enter Mariners wet
Mariners. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!..."

-Wm. Shakespeare, The Tempest