Amint. For heavens sake let's aboard.

      Alb. D'ye know no farther?

      Nicu. Yes, we have sometimes seen the shadow of a place inhabited;

      And heard the noise of hunters;

      And have attempted [t]o find it, [s]o far as a River,

      Deep, slow, and dangerous, fenced with high Rocks,

      We have gone; but not able to atchieve that hazard,

      Return to our old miseries.

      If this sad story may deserve your pities.

      Alb. Ye shall aboard with us, we will relieve your miseries:

      Sebast. Nor will we be unthankful for this benefit,

      No Gentlemen, we'll pay for our deliverance;

      Look ye that plough the Seas for wealth and pleasures,

      That out-run day and night with your ambitions,

      Look on those heaps, they seem hard ragged quarries;

      Remove 'em, and view 'em fully.

      Mast. Oh heaven, they are Gold and Jewels.

      Sebast. Be not too hasty, here lies another heap.

      Moril. And here another,

      All perfect Gold.

      Alb. Stand farther off, you must not be your own carvers.

      Lam. We have shares, and deep ones.

      Fran. Yes Sir, we'll maintain't: ho fellow Sailors.

      Lam. Stand all to your freedoms;

      I'll have all this.

      Fran. And I this.

      Tib. You shall be hang'd first.

      Lam. My losses shall be made good.

      Fran. So shall mine, or with my sword I'll do't;

      All that will share with us, assist us.

      Tib. Captain, let's set in.

      Alb. This money will undo us, undo us all:

      Sebast. This Gold was the overthrow of my happiness;

      I had command too, when I landed here,

      And lead young, high, and noble spirits under me,

      This cursed Gold enticing 'em, they set upon their Captain,

      On me that own'd this wealth, and this poor Gentleman,

      Gave us no few wounds, forc'd us from our own;

      And then their civil swords, who should be owners,

      And who Lords over all, turn'd against their own lives,

      First in their rage, consum'd the Ship,

      That poor part of the Ship that scap'd the first wrack,

      Next their lives by heaps; Oh be you wise and careful:

      Lam. We'll ha' more: sirrah, come shew it.

      Fran. Or ten times worse afflictions than thou speak'st of.

      Alb. Nay, and ye will be dogs.