Laun. It is no matter if the tide were lost, for it is the
vnkindest Tide, that euer any man tide

Panth. What's the vnkindest tide?
Lau. Why, he that's tide here, Crab my dog

Pant. Tut, man: I meane thou'lt loose the flood, and
in loosing the flood, loose thy voyage, and in loosing thy
voyage, loose thy Master, and in loosing thy Master,
loose thy seruice, and in loosing thy seruice: - why
dost thou stop my mouth?
Laun. For feare thou shouldst loose thy tongue

Panth. Where should I loose my tongue?
Laun. In thy Tale

Panth. In thy Taile

Laun. Loose the Tide, and the voyage, and the Master,
and the Seruice, and the tide: why man, if the Riuer
were drie, I am able to fill it with my teares: if the winde
were downe, I could driue the boate with my sighes

Panth. Come: come away man, I was sent to call
thee

Lau. Sir: call me what thou dar'st

Pant. Wilt thou goe?
Laun. Well, I will goe.