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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Sonia; Young, Jennifer Massai
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Edward III (Quarto 1, 1596)

Edward the third.
Sound Trumpets, enter Audley.
But say, what grym discoragement comes heere,
Alas what thousand armed men of Fraunce,
2305Haue writ that note of death in Audleys face:
Speake thou that wooest death with thy careles
and lookst so merrily vpon thv graue,
As if thou wert enamored on thyne end,
What hungry sword hath so bereuad thy face,
2310And lopt a true friend from my louing soule:
Au. O Prince thy sweet bemoning speech to me.
Is as a morneful knell to one dead sicke.
Pr: Deare Audley if my tongue ring out thy end:
My armes shalbethe graue, what may I do,
2315To win thy life, or to reuenge thy death,
If thou wilt drinke the blood of captyue kings,
Or that it were restoritiue, command
A Heath of kings blood, and Ile drinke to thee,
If honor may dispence for thee with death,
2320The neuer dying honor of this daie,
Share wholie Audley to thy selfe and liue.
Aud: Victorious Prince, that thou art so, behold
A Cæsars fame in kings captiuitie;
If I could hold dym death but at a bay,
2325Till I did see my liege thy loyall father,
My soule should yeeld this Castle of my flesh,
This mangled tribute with all willingnes;
To darkenes consummation, dust and Wormes.
Pr: Cheerely bold man, thy soule is all to proud,
2330To yeeld her Citie for one little breach,
Should be diuorced from her earthly spouse,
By the soft temper of a French mans sword:
Lo, to repaire thy life, I giue to thee,
Three thousand Marks a yeere in English land.
2335Au: I take thy gift to pay the debts I owe:
These two poore Esquires redeemd me from the
With lusty & deer hazzard of their liues;
What thou hast giuen me I giue to them,
And as thou louest me Prince, lay thy consent.