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Eno. Take heed you fall not.

Menas, I'll not on shore.

Men. No, to my cabin.

These drums! these trumpets, flutes! what!

Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell

To these great fellows: sound and be hang'd! sound out!

A flourish [of trumpets] with drums.

Eno. Hoo! says a'. There's my cap.

Men. Hoa! noble captain! come.

 

Ven. Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck; and now

Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death

Make me revenger. Bear the king's son's body

Before our army. Thy Pacorus, Orodes,

Pays this for Marcus Crassus.

Sil. Noble Ventidius,

Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm,

The fugitive Parthians follow; spur through Media,

Mesopotamia, and the shelters whither

The routed fly; so thy grand captain Antony

 1–5 Now, darting Parthia Marcus Crassus; cf. n.

