away, and I think, we owe thy fear for our victory; If I were the
King, and were sure thou wouldst mistake alwaies and run away
upon th' enemy, thou shouldst be General by this light.

_Bes_.

You'l never leave this till I fall foul.

_Mar_.

No more such words dear _Bessus_, for though I have ever known
thee a coward, and therefore durst never strike thee, yet if thou
proceedest, I will allow thee valiant, and beat thee.

_Bes_.

Come, our King's a brave fellow.

_Mar_.

He is so _Bessus_, I wonder how thou cam'st to know it. But if
thou wer't a man of understanding, I would tell thee, he is
vain-glorious, and humble, and angry, and patient, and merry and
dull, and joyful and sorrowful in extremity in an hour: Do not
think me thy friend for this, for if I ear'd who knew it, thou
shouldst not hear it _Bessus_. Here he is with his prey in his
foot.

_Enter &c. Senet Flourish_.