Evad. Love bids me pray, and on his altars make
A sacrifice for my lov'd tailor's sake.
[Exit.
Alarum. Enter Raymond, Philippa, Leonis, Gilberti, and Firenzo.
Ray. Stand.
Leo. Stand.
Gil. Stand.
Fir. Give the word through the army, stand there.
Within. Stand, stand, stand, stand, ho!
Ray. Bid the drum cease, whilst we embrace our love:
Come, my Philippa, like the twins of war,
Lac'd in our steelly corselets, we're become
The envy of those brain-begotten gods
Mouldy antiquity lifted to heaven;
Thus we exchange our breath.