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

Enter prince Edward, king Iohn, Charles, andall
with Ensignes spred.
Retreat sounded.
2285Pri. Now Iohn in France, & lately Iohn of France,
Thy bloudie Ensignes are my captiue colours,
and you high vanting Charles of Normandie,
That once to daie sent me a horse to flie,
are now the subiects of my clemencie.
2290Fie Lords, is it not a shame that English boies,
VVhose early daies are yet not worth a beard,
Should in the bosome of your kingdome thus,
One against twentie beate you vp together.
Kin. Thy fortune, not thy force hath conquerd vs.
2295Pri. an argument that heauen aides the right,
See, see, Artoys doth bring with him along,
the late good counsell giuer to my soule,
VVelcome Artoys, and welcome Phillip to,
VVho now of you or I haue need to praie,
2300Now is the prouerbe verefied in you,
Too bright a morning breeds a louring daie.
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.
2340To this bequeath in my last testament.
Pr: Renowned Audley, liue and haue from mee,
This gift twise doubled to these Esquires and thee
But liue or die, what thou hast giuen away,
To these and theirs shall lasting freedome stay,
2345Come gentlemen, I will see my friend bestowed,
With in an easie Litter, then wele martch.
Proudly toward Callis with tryumphant pace,
Vnto my royall father, and there bring,
The tribut of my wars, faire Fraunce his king.