Drum _within, Alarm, Enter_ Demetrius, _and_ Leontius.


_Dem_. I will not see 'em fall thus, give me way Sir,
I shall forget you love me else.

_Leo_. Will ye lose all?
For me to be forgotten, to be hated,
Nay never to have been a man, is nothing,
So you, and those we have preserv'd from slaughter
Come safely off.

_Dem_. I have lost my self.

_Leo_. You are cozen'd.

_Dem_. And am most miserable.

_Leo_. There's no man so, but he that makes himself so.

_Dem_. I will goe on.

_Leo_. You must not: I shall tell you then,
And tell you true, that man's unfit to govern,
That cannot guide himself: you lead an Army?
That have not so much manly suff'rance left ye,
To bear a loss?

_Dem_. Charge but once more _Leontius_,
My friends and my companions are engag'd all.