Pom. ⁠Enjoy thy plainness,
It nothing ill becomes thee.
Aboard my galley I invite you all:⁠80
Will you lead, lords?

Cass. } Ant. } ⁠Show us the way, sir.
Lep. }

Pom. ⁠Come.

Men. Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have
made this treaty. You and I have known, sir.

Eno. At sea, I think.⁠84

Men. We have, sir.

Eno. You have done well by water.

Men. And you by land.

Eno. I will praise any man that will praise⁠88
me; though it cannot be denied what I have
done by land.

Men. Nor what I have done by water.

Eno. Yes, something you can deny for your⁠92
own safety; you have been a great thief by sea.

Men. And you by land.

Eno. There I deny my land service. But
give me your hand, Menas; if our eyes had⁠96
authority, here they might take two thieves
kissing.

Men. All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er
their hands are.⁠100

Eno. But there is never a fair woman has a
true face.

Men. No slander; they steal hearts.

Eno. We came hither to fight with you.⁠104

Men. For my part, I am sorry it is turned to