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Hengo. Pray for me; Car. Mercy! Hengo. Kiss me! so. [Dies. Car. Farewell the hopes of Britain! Enter Petillius and Junius, on the rock. Ha! Dare ye, Romans? Ye shall win me bravely. [Fight. Jun. Not yet, sir. Car. Breathe ye, ye poor Romans, Enter Suetonius, and all the Roman Captains. Suet. Yield thee, bold Caratach! By all the gods, Pet. Brave soldier, yield, thou stock of arms and honour, Jun. Most worthy man, well woo thee, be thy prisoners. Suet. Excellent Briton, do me but that honour, Car. Oh, Romans, see what here is! Suet. For fames sake, for thy swords sake, Car. I do believe. Ye have had me a brave foe; Suet. He shall have fitting funeral. Car. I yield then; Pet. Thus we conduct then to the arms of peace [Flourish. Suet. Thus I embrace thee! Car. How to thank ye, Suet. You must. |
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