The whole course of my life, learn in my death,
Though not to equal, yet to imitate
Thy fearless Mistress.
Enter Photinus.
Eros. O, a man in Arms!
His Weapon drawn too?
Cleo. Though upon the point
Death sate, I'll meet it, and outdare the danger.
Pho. Keep the Watch strong, and guard the passage sure
That leads unto the Sea.