Hor. These honoured rites and worthy duties spent
Upon the funeral of Andrea’s dust—
Those once his valiant ashes: march we now
Homeward with victory to crown Spain’s brow.
Gen. The day is ours, and joy yields happy treasure;
Set on to Spain in most triumphant measure.
[Exeunt.
Enter Jeronimo solus.
Jer. Fore God! I have just miss’d them.—Ha!
Soft, Jeronimo! thou hast more friends