We'll on to the wars, my brave fellows all,
An they take our Jack they will leave our Johnny.
Away, boys, away!
[Enter Hubert and Roland]
Hub. What cheer, my men? A fair morning for brave hearts. Can you keep this castle for me till I've had a bout at sea?
A soldier. That we can, sir!
Ste. I'll go with you, sir, by your leave. The castle will wait for us, I give you my word, sir.
Hub. You have seen the bottom of your glass too often to-night, Stephen.
Ste. God bless you, sir, there's where a soldier keeps his oath to serve God and his country, and he can't look it over too often. Take me wi' you, sir, and I'll prove you who lifts his glass the highest will wave his sword the longest. [Kneels] I was your father's soldier, sir, and hope to die yours.