At least to follow those who might be so.'
'What follow'd?'—'A shot laid me on my back,
And I became a prisoner to the foe.'
'You shall have vengeance, for the town surrounded
Is twice as strong as that where you were wounded.
'Where will you serve?'—'Where'er you please.'—'I know
You like to be the hope of the forlorn,
And doubtless would be foremost on the foe
After the hardships you 've already borne.
And this young fellow—say what can he do?
He with the beardless chin and garments torn?'
'Why, general, if he hath no greater fault