Enter a fourth Gentleman.[5359]
Cas. What noise?[5360]
Fourth Gent. The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea[5361]
Stand ranks of people, and they cry 'A sail!'[5362]
Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. 55
[Guns heard.[5363]
Sec. Gent. They do discharge their shot of courtesy:[5364]
Our friends at least.[5365]
Cas. I pray you, sir, go forth,
And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.
Sec. Gent. I shall. [Exit.[5366]
Mon. But, good lieutenant, is your general wived? 60
Cas. Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid
That paragons description and wild fame;
One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,[5367]
And in the essential vesture of creation[5368]
Does tire the ingener.