Cleon. I go too,
Because my king and father bids me go;
Else, I have sternness in my soul enough
To hear of murders, rapes, and sacrilege:
For those are soldiers' work; and I would hear them,
To spur me to revenge.
[Exeunt Crat. Cleora, and Cleon.
Panth. He's here already;
Now bear it like yourself.