Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Critical Reference Edition, Vol. 2
Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, Rossillion, drum and trumpets, soldiers, Parrolles.1
Duke. The Generall of our horse thou art, and we
2Great in our hope, lay our best loue and credence
3Vpon thy promising fortune.
Ber. Sir it is
4A charge too heauy for my strength, but yet
5Wee'l striue to beare it for your worthy sake,
6To th' extreme edge of hazard.
Duke. Then go thou forth,
7And fortune play vpon thy prosperous helme
8As thy auspicious mistris.
Ber. This very day
9Great Mars I put my selfe into thy file,
10Make me but like my thoughts, and I shall proue
11A louer of thy drumme, hater of loue.Exeunt omnes