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Come, good fellow, put mine iron on:

If Fortune be not ours to-day, it is

Because we brave her. Come.

Cleo. Nay, I'll help too.

What's this for?

Ant. Ah, let be, let be; thou art

The armourer of my heart: false, false; this, this.

Cleo. Sooth, la! I'll help : thus it must be.

Ant. Well, well;

We shall thrive now. Seest thou, my good fellow?

Go put on thy defences.

Eros. Briefly, sir.

Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Ant. Rarely, rarely:

He that unbuckles this, till we do please

To daff 't for our repose, shall hear a storm.

Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire

More tight at this than thou: dispatch. O love!

That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and knew'st

The royal occupation, thou shouldst see

A workman in 't.

Good morrow to thee; welcome;

Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge:

To business that we love we rise betime,

And go to 't with delight.

Sold. A thousand, sir,

Early though 't be, have on their riveted trim,

And at the port expect you.

Shout. Trumpets flourish.

 13 daff: put off

15 tight: able

22 riveted trim: armor

23 port: gate

