Jac. Fos.‍But we are not summoned yet;

The galley's sails are not unfurled:—who knows?

The wind may change.

Mar.‍And if it do, it will not120

Change their hearts, or your lot: the galley's oars

Will quickly clear the harbour.

Jac. Fos.‍O, ye Elements!

Where are your storms?

Mar.‍In human breasts. Alas!

Will nothing calm you?