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SCENE IV.
Enter an Officer.Off.
My sovereign Liege!
Wide o'er the Western Shelving of yon Hill,
We think, tho' indistinctly, we can spy,
Like Men in Motion must'ring on the Heath;
And there is one who saith he can discern,
A few of martial Gesture, and bright Arms,
Who this Way bend their Action.
Crist.
Friends, perhaps,
For Foes it were too daring—Haste thee, Trollio,
Detach a Thousand of our Danish Horse
To rule their Motions—We will out ourself,
And hold our Pow'rs in Readiness—Lead on.
[Exeunt.
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