““Man the capstan! Jump cheerily, my lads. “Look out there, forward! Down there, tierers! Are you ready below?”– “All ready, sir.”-“Yo, ho! where the devil has all our hands 'got to? Fore-top there! main-top there! Come down here, all of you! kick every soul of them out of the tops—a parcel of skulking lubbers!”—“Ay, ay, sir," cried the young gentlemen; and the capstan was speedily crowded, “Look out there, forward!” again bawled the first lieutenant; “Come, my lads, pluck up spirit, and “off she goes—play up fifer;" and round went the capstan to a good smart step, and the men beating excellent time on the hollow sounding deck with their feet, amid the accumulated vociferations of officers of all ranks, who, with their potent commander in presence, vied with each other in the notes of alternate encouragement and ridicule.”
[Three Weeks in the Downs, Or, Helen and Edmund: A Sea Tale, Comprehending a View of Naval Society and Manners, Founded on Fact by an Officer's Widow, Vol.2, 1830]
The Downs (ship anchorage)