[Great Shout within: Enter Gentlemen.
Lieu. He does not follow us? Give me a Steeple top.
Leo. They live, they live, Sir.
Ant. Hold up your manly face. They live, they are here, Son.
Dem. These are the men.
1 Gent. They are, and live to honour ye.
Dem. How 'scap'd ye noble friends? methought I saw ye Even in the Jaws of Death.
2 Gent. Thanks to our folly,
That spur'd us on; we were indeed hedg'd round in't;
And ev'n beyond the hand of succour, beaten,
Unhors'd, disarm'd: and what we lookt for then, Sir,
Let such poor weary Souls that hear the Bell knoll,
And see the Grave a digging, tell.
Dem. For Heavens sake Delude mine Eyes no longer! how came ye off?
1 Gent. Against all expectation, the brave Seleucus,
I think this day enamour'd on your Vertue,
When, through the Troops, he saw ye shoot like lightning;
And at your manly courage all took fire;
And after that, the misery we fell to
The never-certain Fate of War, considering,
As we stood all before him, Fortunes ruines,
Nothing but Death expecting, a short time
He made a stand upon our Youths and Fortunes.
Then with an eye of mercy inform'd his Judgment,
How yet unripe we were, unblown, unharden'd,
Unfitted for such fatal ends; he cryed out to us,
Go Gentlemen, commend me to your Master,
To the most High, and Hopeful Prince, Demetrius;
Tell him the Valour that he showed against me
This day, the Virgin Valour, and true fire,
Deserves even from an Enemy this courtesie;
Your Lives, and Arms freely. I'll give 'em: thank him.
And thus we are return'd, Sir.