HUBBA. Madam, where resolution leads the way, And courage follows with imboldened pace, Fortune can never use her tyranny; For valiantness is like unto a rock That standeth in the waves of Ocean, Which though the billows beat on ever side, And Boreas fell with his tempestuous storms Bloweth upon it with a hideous clamour, Yet it remaineth still unmoveable. HUMBER. Kingly resolved, thou glory of thy sire. But, worthy Segar, what uncouth novelties Bringst thou unto our royal majesty? SEGAR. My Lord, the youngest of all Brutus’ sons, Stout Albanact, with millions of men, Approacheth nigh, and meaneth, ere the morn, To try your force by dint of fatal sword. HUMBER. Tut, let him come with millions of hosts; He shall find entertainment good enough. Yea, fit for those that are our enemies: For we’ll receive them at the lance’s points, And massacre their bodies with our blades: Yea, though they were in number infinite, More than the mighty Babylonian queen, Semiramis the ruler of the West, Brought gainst the Emperour of the Scithians; Yet would we not start back one foot from them: That they might know we are invincible. HUBBA. Now, by great Jove, the supreme king of heaven, And the immortal gods that live therein, When as the morning shows his cheerful face, And Lucifer, mounted upon his steed, Brings in the chariot of the golden sun, I’ll meet young Albanact in the open field, And crack my lance upon his burganet, To try the valour of his boyish strength. There will I show such ruthful spectacles And cause so great effusion of blood, That all his boys shall wonder at my strength: As when the warlike queen of Amazon, Penthisilea, armed with her lance, Girt with a corslet of bright shining steel, Couped up the faintheart Graecians in the camp. HUMBER. Spoke like a warlike knight, my noble son; Nay, like a prince that seeks his father’s joy. Therefore, tomorrow, ere fair Titan shine, And bashful Eos, messenger of light, Expels the liquid sleep from out men’s eyes, Thou shalt conduct the right wing of the host; The left wing shall be under Segar’s charge, The rearward shall be under me myself. And lovely Estrild, fair and gracious, If fortune favour me in mine attempts, And make the Queen of lovely Albion, Come, let us in and muster up our train, And furnish up our lusty soldiers, That they may be a bulwark to our state, And bring our wished joys to perfect end. SCENE II. Enter Strumbo, Dorothy, Trompart, cobbling shoes and singing. To them enter Captain. TROMPART. We Cobblers lead a merry life: ALL. Dan, dan, dan, dan: STRUMBO. Void of all ennui and strife: ALL. Dan diddle dan. DOROTHY. Our ease is great, our labour small: ALL. Dan, dan, dan, dan. STRUMBO. And yet our gains be much withall: ALL. Dan diddle dan. DOROTHY. With this art so fine and fair: ALL. Dan, dan, dan, dan. TROMPART. No occupation may compare: ALL. Dan diddle dan. DOROTHY. For merry pastime and joyful glee: ALL. Dan, dan, dan, dan.