MASTER. Boatswain BOATSWAIN. Here, master; what cheer? MASTER. Good Speak to th' mariners; fall to't yarely, or we run ourselves aground; bestir, bestir. BOATSWAIN. Heigh, my hearts cheerly, cheerly, my hearts yare, yare Take in the topsail. Tend to th' master's whistle. Blow till thou burst thy wind, if room enough.