Orl. Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of beef.
Con. Then we shall find to-morrow—they have only stomachs to eat, and none to fight. Now is it time to arm: Come, shall we about it?
Dau. It is now two o’clock: but, let me see,—by ten We shall have each a hundred Englishmen.
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Cho. The poor condemned English,
Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires
Sit patiently, and inly ruminate
The morning’s danger; and their gestures sad,
Investing lank-lean cheeks, and war-worn coats,
Presenteth them unto the gazing moon