Jos. Oh, Sir Joseph, spare him, for I love him tenderly.
Sir J. Away with him. I will teach this presumptuous mariner to discipline his affections. Have you such a thing as a dungeon on board?
All. We have!
Sir J. Then load him with chains and take him there at once!
Octette.
Ralph. Farewell, my own!
Light of my life, farewell!
For crime unknown
I go to a dungeon cell.
All. For crime, etc.