Our eldest shall, at home, command the Britons:
Time needs your haste, therefore use no delay;
Your country calls, so, look you, quick obey.
[Exeunt.
SCENE II.—A DISTANT VIEW OF THE SEA.
Enter Aurelius and Uter, (with the Scottish army,) as just disembarked, habited as Britons.
Aur. O, dearest soil! bless’d mother earth! hail to thee!
Fain would my feet play wanton on thy breast,
And skip with joy to tread thee once again.
’Tis not to wound thee that I thus do come,