Act I
Scene I
On a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard.
Master
Boatswain!
Boatswain
Here, master: what cheer?
Master
Good, speak to the mariners: fall to’t, yarely, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir.
Exit.
Boatswain
Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare! Take in the topsail. Tend to the master’s whistle. Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough!
Alonso
Good boatswain, have care. Where’s the master? Play the men.
Boatswain
I pray now, keep below.
Antonio
Where is the master, boatswain?