SCENE IV
Eros! mine armour, Eros!
Sleep a little.
No, my chuck. Eros, come; mine armour, Eros!
If fortune be not ours to-day, it is
Because we brave her: come.
Nay, I’ll help too.
What’s this for?
Ah, let be, let be! thou art |
Sooth, la, I’ll help: thus it must be.
Well, well;
We shall thrive now. Seest thou, my good fellow?
Go put on thy defences.
Briefly, sir.
Is not this buckled well?
Rarely, rarely:
He that unbuckles this, till we do please
To daff’t for our repose, shall hear a storm.
Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen’s a squire
More tight at this than thou: dispatch. O love,
That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and knew’st
The royal occupation! thou shouldst see
A workman in’t.
Thou look’st like him that knows a warlike charge:
To business that we love we rise betime,
And go to’t with delight.
A thousand, sir,
Early though’t be, have on their riveted trim,
And at the port expect you.
The morn is fair. Good morrow, general.
Good morrow, general.
’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: rebukeable
On more mechanic compliment; I’ll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel. You that will fight,
Follow me close; I’ll bring you to’t. Adieu.
Please you, retire to your chamber.
Lead me.
He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesar might
Determine this great war in single fight!
Then Antony, – but now – Well, on.