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into foreign parts ; for we must certainly, and 

 that suddenly, expose ourselves to the mercy of 

 the sea, by the providence of God. Xor is the 

 danger more than imagination ; for the fear of 

 death to some men is more dreadful and terrible 

 than death it self; which great sea we must all 

 sail through, before we cast anchor in the port 

 of eternity. 



Theopk. You have sodred the breach, and 

 salv'd the wound, that now I itch to be floating 

 on the ocean. However, before we embark for 

 Leith, let us give nature a Philip in the arms of 

 Brunt-Island. 



Am. All this we may do, and view the situa- 

 tions too, which stands on a flat and flourishing 

 level, back'd by Fife, and the mountains of Mirt, 

 whose foundations are laid in rocky stone, and 

 beautified with the regularities of art, where 

 there's a small but secure harbour, to rescue the 

 retreats of the terrified passenger, when pursued 

 with the furious hostility of Neptune, whose 

 waves storm the shores, insinuating themselves 

 into every creek. But the beauty of Brunt- 

 Island lies most in her market-place, which serves 

 for an exchange, fronting the harbour, and fa- 

 cing the ocean ; where all or most of her mer- 

 chant's houses stand gazing on the beautiful Pier 

 of Leith. 



Theoph. Is this the vessel devsign'd for our 



