The Tempest

Act I

Scene I

On a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard.

The king and prince at prayers! let’s assist them,
For our case is as theirs.

We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards:
This wide-chapp’d rascal—would thou mightst lie drowning
The washing of ten tides!

He’ll be hang’d yet,
Though every drop of water swear against it
And gape at widest to glut him.