Guy. If I cast bowl, or spoon, or salt again,
Before I have beheld Jerusalem
Let me turn Pagan.
Charles.Hats and caps, adieu;
For I must leave you, if the Drum say true.
Godfrey. Nay, then, have with you, brothers! for my spirit
With as much vigour hath burst forth as thine,
With as much vigour hath burst forth as thine,
And can as hardly be restrain'd as yours.
Give me your hands. I will consort you too: