Page 1028 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

I’m out of patience.

ANTONIO
We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards: [55]
This wide-chapp’d rascal, − would thou mighst lie drowning
The washing of ten tides!

GONZALO
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!» [60]

«Farewell, brother!» − «We split, we split, we split!»]

ANTONIO
Let’s all sink wi’ th’ King.

SEBASTIAN
Let’s take leave of him.
Exeunt [Antonio and Sebastian].

GONZALO
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground,
long heath, broom, [65] furze, anything. The wills above be done! but I would

fain die a dry death.
Exeunt.

Scene II IT

[The Island. Before Prospero’s Cell.]

Enter Prospero and Miranda.

MIRANDA
If by your Art, my dearest father, you have
Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them.