Phil. Neither.
Ele. Farewell.
Phil. S'heart! stay; and if you dare,
Do as I do, oppose thy naked breast
Against this poniard; see! here's this for thine.
Ele. I am for thee, Philip.
Phil. Come, nay, take more ground,
That with a full career thou may'st strike home.
Ele. Thou'lt run away then?
Phil. Ha!
Ele. Thou'lt run away then?
Phil. Faith I will; but first on this I'll bear
Thy panting heart, thy head upon thy spear.
Ele. Come.