Come, come,
Be patient; we must bring you to our captain.

A thousand more mischances than this one
Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.

Come, bring her away.

Where is the gentleman that was with her?

Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us,
But Moyses and Valerius follow him.
Go thou with her to the west end of the wood;
There is our captain: we'll follow him that's fled;
The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape.

Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave:
Fear not; he bears an honourable mind,
And will not use a woman lawlessly.

O Valentine, this I endure for thee!