To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep: And I, an ass, am onion-eyed: for shame! Transform us not to women. Ant. Ho, ho, ho! Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus! Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends, You take me in too dolorous a sense: For I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you Than death and honor. Let's to supper; come, [Exeunt. Enter TWO SOLDIERS, to their guard. 1 Sol. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day. 2 Sol. It will determine one way: fare you well. Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? 1 Sol. Nothing: what news? 2 Sol. Belike, 'tis but a rumor: good night to you. 1 Sol. Well, sir, good night. Enter Two other SOLDIERS. 2 Sol. Soldiers, have careful watch. 3 Sol. And you: good night, good night. [the first two place themselves at their posts. 4 Sol. Here we: [they take their posts.] and if to-morrow Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope Our landmen will stand up. 2 Sol. Hark! 1 Sol. Music i' the air. 3 Sol. Under the earth. 4 Sol. It signs 1 well; does 't not? 3 Sol. No. 1 Sol. Peace, I say. What should this mean? 2 Sol. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved, now leaves him. 1 Sol. Walk; let's see if other watchmen do hear what we do. [they advance to another post. 2 Sol. How now, masters ? Sol. How now? How now? Do you hear this? 1 Sol. [several speaking together. Ay; is 't not strange? 3 Sol. Do you hear, masters? do you hear? 1 Sol. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; 1 Bodes. Let's see how 't will give off. Sol. [several speaking.] Content: 'tis strange. Ant. No, my chuck.1-Eros, come; mine armour, Eros! Enter EROS, with armour. Come, good fellow, put thine iron on :— If Fortune be not ours to-day, it is Because we brave her.-Come. Cle. What's this for? Ant. Nay, I'll help too. Ah, let be, let be! thou art The armourer of my heart :—false, false; this, this. Cle. Sooth, la, I'll help: thus it must be. Well, well; Ant. We shall thrive now.-Seest thou, my good fellow? Go, put on thy defences. Eres. Briefly, sir. Cle. Is not this buckled well? A term of endearment. Ant. Rarely, rarely: He that unbuckles this, till we do please Enter OFFICER, armed. A workman in 't.-Good morrow to thee; welcome Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge. To business that we love, we rise betime, And go to it with delight. 1 Off. A thousand, sir, Early though 't be, have on their riveted trim, [shout, trumpets, florish. Enter other OFFICERS, and Soldiers. 2 Off. The morn is fair.-Good morrow, general. All. Good morrow, general. Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads. This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes. So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said. Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me. This is a soldier's kiss: rebukable, [kisses her. : |