All's Well That Ends Well Translation Act 3, Scene 3
Flourish. Enter the DUKE of Florence, BERTRAM, PAROLLES, Soldiers, Drum, and Trumpets
DUKE
The general of our horse thou art; and we,Great in our hope, lay our best love and credenceUpon thy promising fortune.
DUKE
You're now commander of the cavalry. We're putting all our hope, love, and belief in your great potential.
BERTRAM
Sir, it is A charge too heavy for my strength, but yet We'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake To the extreme edge of hazard.
BERTRAM
Sir, that's too weighty an honor for my little worth, but still I'll try to bear it for your sake, even to the death.
DUKE
Then go thou forth;And fortune play upon thy prosperous helm,As thy auspicious mistress!
DUKE
Then go forth, Bertram. May good fortune be on your side, following your helmet, like a devoted mistress!
BERTRAM
This very day, Great Mars, I put myself into thy file: Make me but like my thoughts, and I shall prove A lover of thy drum, hater of love.
BERTRAM
This very day, great Mars, god of war, I declare myself one of your soldiers. Make me as warlike as my thoughts, and I'll prove to be a lover of the drums of battle and a hater of gentle love.
Exeunt