Being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned.

No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned... a man in a jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company.

Then We drowned the others.

Because you have drowned others, you were drowned…

The feeling of friendship is like that of being comfortably filled with roast beef; love, like being enlivened with champagne.

As idle as a painted ship / Upon a painted ocean.