Mast. Do what you will.
Ses. Stay hold yet,
My Countrey shall be serv'd first, let her go,
We'll have an hour for her to make her tremble.
Now shew our selves, and bless you with your valours.
Guard. Here's a whole plump of Rogues. [Virolet and they off again.
Ses. Now for your Countrey.
Cast. Away with 'em and hang 'em; shew no mercy,
I say no mercy.
Ses. Be it so upon 'em.
Guard. Treason, treason, treason.
Boats. Cut the sla[ve]s to giggets.
Gun. Down with the Bul-beefs.
Ses. Hold, hold, I command you,——look here.