Question

Salarino: My wind , cooling my broth, Would blow me to an ague , when I thought. What harm a wind too great at sea might do . I should not see the sandy hour glass run But I should think of shallows and flats; And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand , Vailing her high top lower than her ribs To kiss her burial. Explain the last few lines in the extract given​

Answer 1

Answer:

wow nice words

Explanation:

have a great day ahead

Answer 2

It's too beautiful words