Myr. How I do love thee!

Sar.‍I ne'er doubted it.

Myr. But now I know thee.

Sar. (to his Attendant). Bring down my spear too—

Where's Salemenes?

Pan.‍Where a soldier should be,110

In the thick of the fight.

Sar.‍Then hasten to him——Is

The path still open, and communication

Left 'twixt the palace and the phalanx?