FRANCISCO, and others
Beseech you, sir, be merry. You have cause,
So have we all, of joy, for our escape
Is much beyond our loss. Our hint of woe
5Is common. Every day some sailor’s wife,
The masters of some merchant, and the merchant
Have just our theme of woe. But for the miracle—
I mean our preservation—few in millions
Can speak like us. Then wisely, good sir, weigh
10Our sorrow with our comfort.
ANTONIO) He receives comfort like
SEBASTIAN) The visitor will not give
him o'er so.
Look he’s winding up the watch of his wit. By and by it
ANTONIO) One. Tell.
When every grief is entertained that’s offered,
Comes to th' entertainer—