Page 1425 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

SERVANT

The cry’s ‘A Palamon!’.

EMILIA
Then he has won. ’Twas ever likely;
He looked all grace and success, and he is
Doubtless the primest of men. I prithee run [70]

And tell me how it goes.
Shout and cornets, crying ‘A Palamon!’.

SERVANT
Still Palamon.

EMILIA
Run and inquire.
Exit Servant.

Poor servant, thou hast lost!
Upon my right side still I wore thy picture,
Palamon’s on the left − why so, I know not,
I had no end in’t; else chance would have it so. [75]

On the sinister side the heart lies; Palamon
Had the best-boding chance.
Another cry, and shout within, and cornets.
This burst of clamour

Is sure th’end o’th’combat.

Enter Servant.

SERVANT
They said that Palamon had Arcite’s body
Within an inch o’th’pyramid, that the cry [80]
Was general ‘A Palamon!’ But anon

Th’assistants made a brave redemption, and
The two bold titlers at this instant are
Hand to hand at it.

EMILIA
Were they metamorphosed