Indeed I have heard, 'tis fit a general
Should not endanger his own person oft;
So that he make a noise when he 's a-horseback,
Like a Danske drummer,--Oh, 'tis excellent!--
He need not fight! methinks his horse as well
Might lead an army for him. If I live,
I 'll charge the French foe in the very front
Of all my troops, the foremost man.


Fran. What! what!


Giov. And will not bid my soldiers up, and follow,
But bid them follow me.


Brach. Forward lapwing!
He flies with the shell on 's head.


Fran. Pretty cousin!


Giov. The first year, uncle, that I go to war,
All prisoners that I take, I will set free,
Without their ransom.


Fran. Ha! without their ransom!