_Qu._ Accursed that ever I was saved or born! How fatal is my sad arrival here! As if the stars and providence spake to me, And said, "The drift of all unlawful courses (Whatever end they dare propose themselves, In frame of their licentious policies), 130 In the firm order of just destiny, They are the ready highways to our ruins." I know not what to do; my wicked hopes Are, with this tempest, torn up by the roots. O! which way shall I bend my desperate steps, In which unsufferable shame and misery Will not attend them? I will walk this bank, And see if I can meet the other relics Of our poor shipwreck'd crew, or hear of them. The knight, alas! was so far gone with wine, 140 And th' other three, that I refused their boat, And took the hapless woman in another, Who cannot but be sunk, whatever fortune Hath wrought upon the others' desperate lives. [_Exit._ _Enter_ Sir PETRONEL _and_ SEAGULL, _bareheaded_. _Pe._ Zounds! captain, I will tell thee, we are cast up o' the coast of France. 'Sfoot! I am not drunk still, I hope. Dost remember where we were last night? _Sea._ No, by my troth, knight, not I; but methinks we have been a horrible while upon the water and in the water. 150 _Pe._ Ay me! we are undone for ever! Hast any money about thee? _Sea._ Not a penny, by Heaven! _Pe._ Not a penny betwixt us, and cast ashore in France! _Sea._ 'Faith, I cannot tell that; my brains nor mine eyes are not mine own yet. 157 _Enter two_ Gentlemen. _Pe._ 'Sfoot! wilt not believe me? I know't by th' elevation of the pole, and by the altitude and latitude of the climate. See, here comes a couple of French gentlemen; I knew we were in France; dost thou think our Englishmen are so Frenchified, that a man knows not whether he be in France or in England, when he sees 'hem? What shall we do? We must e'en to 'hem, and entreat some relief of 'hem. Life is sweet, and we have no other means to relieve our lives now but their charities. _Sea._ Pray you, do you beg on 'hem then; you can speak French. 168 _Pe._ Monsieur, plaist il d'avoir pitie de nostre grande infortune. Je suis un poure chevalier d'Angleterre qui a souffri l'infortune de naufrage. _1st Gent._ Un poure chevalier d'Angleterre? _Pe._ Oui, monsieur, il est trop vray; mais vous sçaves bien nous sommes toutes subject à fortune. _2nd Gent._ A poor knight of England?--a poor knight of Windsor, are you not? Why speak you this broken French when y'are a whole Englishman? On what coast are you, think you? _Pe._ On the coast of France, sir. 179