Lend's a hand here, hoh, tiger, wouldst thou?
Here, on the starboard side.

Ods-me, thou buffalo's head stuffed with relics, what ape's paternoster art thou muttering and chattering here between thy teeth?
That devil of a sea-calf is the cause of all this storm, and is the only man who doth not lend a helping hand.
By G--, if I come near thee, I'll fetch thee out by the head and ears with a vengeance, and chastise thee like any tempestative devil.

Here, mate, my lad, hold fast, till I have made a double knot.

O brave boy! Would to heaven thou wert abbot of Talemouze, and that he that is were guardian of Croullay.

Hold, brother Ponocrates, you will hurt yourself, man.
Epistemon, prithee stand off out of the hatchway.