So now kiss and embrace. Come, come,
I am war’s tutor: strike alarum, drum.
[Exeunt.
[After a long alarum, the Portugals and Spaniards meet. The Portugals are put to the worst.
Enter Jeronimo solus.
Jer. O valiant boy! struck with a giant’s arm;
His sword so falls upon the Portugals,
As he[308] would slice them out like oranges,
And squeeze their bloods out; O abundant joy!
Never had father a more happier boy.