Even as two carters do who meet in a roadside inn!
(Wine is brought.
O fortune, I drink to you with this trembling hand! Accept this toast!
O fortune, since you have given us this hour, conduct us where you will! (He drinks.) Excellent glass of wine!
The Messenger: I cannot
Put wine between my teeth till that excessive joy
Which buoyed me upon my horse as I galloped towards you
Has spoken.
I say that the kingdom has been saved by handfuls of gold and jewels!
He was not ashamed to beg, on the bridges, at the cross-roads,