He who, in fight, his courage shall oppose,
With most success, against his country's foes,
From me shall all that recompence receive,
That valour merits, or that love can give.
'Tis true, my hopes and fears are all for one,
But hopes and fears are to myself alone.
Let him not shun the danger of the strife;
I but his love, his country claims his life.
_Odm_. All obstacles my courage shall remove.
_Guy_. Fall on, fall on.
_Odm_. For liberty!
_Guy_. For love!
[_Exeunt, the women following_.
SCENE III.--_Changes to the Indian country_.
_Enter_ Montezuma, _attended by the Indians_.
_Mont_. Charge, charge! their ground the faint Taxallans yield!
Bold in close ambush, base in open field.
The envious devil did my fortune wrong:--
Thus fought, thus conquered I, when I was young.
[_Exit_.
_Alarm. Enter CORTEZ bloody_.
_Cort_. Furies pursue these false Taxallans' flight;
Dare they be friends to us, and dare not fight?
What friends can cowards be, what hopes appear
Of help from such, who, where they hate, show fear!
_Enter_ PIZARRO _and_ VASQUEZ.
_Piz_. The field grows thin; and those, that now remain,
Appear but like the shadows of the slain.
_Vasq_. The fierce old king is vanished from the place,
And, in a cloud of dust, pursues the chase.
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