High men and low men,[405] thou wouldst say.
Erastus.
Come, sirs, let's go. Drumsler, pray for me,
And I'll reward thee. And, sirrah Piston,
Mar not our sport with your foolery.
Piston.
I warrant you, sir, they get not one wise word of me. [Sound up the drum to Lucina's door.
Enter Lucina.
Lucina.
Ay, marry, this shows that Charlemagne[406] is come.
What, shall we play here? content,
Since Signor Ferdinand will have it so.
[Then they play; and when she hath lost her gold, Erastus pointeth to her chain, and then she says—
Ay, were it Cleopatra's union![407]