FIRST SOLDIER.
List, list!
SECOND SOLDIER.
Hark!
FIRST SOLDIER.
Music i’ th’ air.
THIRD SOLDIER.
Under the earth.
FOURTH SOLDIER.
It signs well, does it not?
THIRD SOLDIER.
No.
FIRST SOLDIER.
Peace, I say! What should this mean?
SECOND SOLDIER.
’Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,
Now leaves him.
FIRST SOLDIER.
Walk. Let’s see if other watchmen
Do hear what we do.
[They advance to another post.]