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Lewis Theobald [1733], The works of Shakespeare: in seven volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected; With notes, Explanatory and Critical; By Mr. Theobald (Printed for A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch [and] J. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S11201].

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Scene 3 SCENE, a Court of Guard before the Palace. Enter a company of Soldiers.

1 Sold.
Brother, good night: to morrow is the day.

2 Sold.
It will determine one way: Fare you well.
Heard you of nothing strange about the streets?

1 Sold.
Nothing: what news?

2 Sold.
Belike, 'tis but a rumour; good night to you.

1 Sold.
Well, Sir, good night. [They meet with other Soldiers.

2 Sold.
Soldiers, have careful watch.

1 Sold.
And you, good night, good night. [They place themselves in every corner of the stage.

2 Sold.
Here, we; and if to morrow
Our Navy thrive, I have an absolute hope
Our Landmen will stand up.

1 Sold.
'Tis a brave army, and full of purpose. [Musick of the hautboys is under the stage.

2 Sold.
Peace, what noise?

1 Sold.
List, list!

2 Sold.
Hark!

1 Sold.
(44) ^note

Musick i'th' air.—

3 Sold.
Under the earth.—
It signes well, do's it not?

2 Sold.
No.

1 Sold.
Peace, I say: what should this mean?

2 Sold.
'Tis the God Hercules, who loved Antony,
Now leaves him.

1 Sold.
Walk, let's see if other watchmen
Do hear what we do.

-- 295 --

2 Sold.
How now, masters? [Speak together.

Omnes.
How now? how now? do you hear this?

1 Sold.
Is't not strange?

3 Sold.
Do you hear, masters? do you hear?

1 Sold.
Follow the noise so far as we have quarter,
Let's see how 'twill give off.

Omnes.
Content: 'tis strange. [Exeunt.
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