Leo. If we had but any drink to raise his Spirits. What's that i'th' Bowl? upon my life, good Liquor, She would not own it else.
1 Gent. He sees.
Leo. Look up Boy. And take this Cup, and drink it off; I'll pledge thee. Guide it to his mouth, he swallows heartily.
2 Gent. Oh! fear and sorrow's dry; 'tis off—
Leo. Stand up man.
Lieu. Am I not shot?
Leo. Away with him, and chear him: Thou hast won thy Troop.
Lieu. I think I won it bravely.
Leo. Go, I must see the Prince, he must not live thus; And let me hear an hour hence from ye. Well, Sir— [Exeunt Gent. and Lieu.
Enter Leucippe with water.