[as if sailing a ship]
Owgh, owgh, owgh!--'Tis up!
The wind's fair!-...
[as if sailing a ship]
Owgh, owgh, owgh!--'Tis up!
The wind's fair!--Top the bowline!--Out with the
main sail! Where's your whistle, master?
DAUGHTER. Set it to th' north. And now direct your
course to th' wood, where Palamon lies longing for
me. For the tackling, let me alone.--Come, weigh,
my hearts, cheerly.
All. [as if sailing a ship]
Owgh, owgh, owgh!--'Tis up!
The wind's fair!--Top the bowline!--Out with the
main sail! Where's your whistle, master?