I beg you men, be merry. We all have cause for joy. Our escape is worth much more than our losses. Everyday , some sailor's wife, ship owners and merchants have the same reason for sorrow that we have. Can claim the good luck we had in surviving. So dear friends we must weigh our sorrow against our luck
Please be Quiet!
4:Sir, when one has experienced every possible grief, There comes to the entertainer-
1:He receives comfort like cold porridge.
3:He's winding up the watch of his wit. Any minute now it will strike.
2:The social worker will not give up so easily.
6:Please sir, calm down.
2: Peace does come to him,indeed. You have spoken more truly than you knew. 4: So my lord-
1:His fee. A dollar piece? 3:You've taken it more wisely than I expected.
5: My he does go on and on!
2:He will go on talking! 4:Gonzalo! 6:Done! 9: Looks like you win the bet!
7.This island seems deserted-
Antonio and Sebastian continue to mock Adrian. Adrian, not knowing of the mocking continues to talk about the island and speak positively about it but Sebastian and Antonio keep mocking what he says.
1:I'll say no more,but yet-
3: For a bet, which of the two-Gonzalo or Adrian- Will start crowing first. 5:Adrian! 8.Ha Ha!
3: Sir, he may still be alive. I saw him strike out strongly and ride the waves that were under him. He stayed afloat keeping his bold head above the challenging waves.
2:I wish I'd never come on this voyage to see my daughter married to the king of Tunis. Coming home, my son has been lost! And in my opinion, she is lost too! Oh my son and heir of Naples and of Milan, What strange fish has made a meal of you? 4: No, no,he's gone, he's gone!
1:Isn't my jacket as fresh as it was the day i first wore it to your daughter's wedding?
Then Sebastian pours salt on Alonso's wound by telling him that everything that happened was his fault because he refused to listen. Gonzalo tries to discourage Sebastian from the harsh words and bad timing.
2:You are right 5:Foul weather?
1:Lord Sebastian, the truth you speak is lacking gentleness and poorly timed. You rub the sore when you should be bringing medicine. 4: Your cloudy mood brings Foul weather to all of us.