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Scæna quarta.
Enter Junius, Curius, and Decius.Jun.
Now is the time, the fellow stayes.
Dec.
What think yee?
Cur.
I think 'tis true.
Jun.
Alas, if 'twere a question,
if any doubt or hazzard fell into 't,
do ye think mine own discretion so self-blinde,
my care of you so naked, to run headlong?
Dec.
Let's take Petillius with us.
Jun.
By no means:
hee's never wise but to himself, nor courteous,
but where the end's his own: we are strong enough,
if not too many. Behind yonder hill
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her Mother and her Sister.
Cur.
I would venture.
Jun.
Wee shall not strike five blows for't: weigh the good,
the generall good may come.
Dec.
Away, I'll with ye,
but with what doubt?
Jun.
Fear not, my soul for all.
Exeunt.
Alarms, Drums and Trumpets in severall places afar off, as at a main Battell.
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