The time: Baruthen had the watch to-night;
To-morrow 'twill be at my tent.
Dor. Good! and d'you know what has fall'n out to-night?75
Str. Yes, Grainevert and my lieutenant-coronel;
But they are friends again.
Dor. Pish, pish! The young Palatine of Plocence
And his grave guardian—surpris'd to-night,
Carry'd by the enemy out of his quarters.80
Gra. As a chicken by a kite out of a back-side,
Was't not so?
Dor. Is that all?
Gra. Yes.
My coronel did not love him: he eats sweetmeats85
Upon a march too.
Dor. Well—hark ye, worse yet!
Almerin's gone! forced the court of guard
Where he was a prisoner, and has made an escape!
Gra. So pale and spiritless a wretch
Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,90
And told him half his Troy was burnt.
He was of my mind: I would have done so myself.
Dor. Well,
There is high suspicions abroad: ye shall
See strange discoveries i' the council of war.95
Gra. What council?
Dor. One called this morning. Y'are all sent to.
Gra. I will put on clean linen, and speak wisely.
Vil. 'Sfoot, we'll have a round first.
Gra. By all means, sir.
Sings
Come, let the State stay,100
And drink away;
There is no business above it:
It warms the cold brain,
Makes us speak in high strain;
He's a fool that does not approve it.105
The Macedon youth
Left behind him this truth,
That nothing is done with much thinking:
He drank and he fought,
Till he had what he sought;110
The world was his own by good drinking.[Exeunt
