Henry V (Quarto 1, 1600)
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The Chronicle Historie
¶Which euery day their withered hands hold vp
¶To heauen to pardon blood,
¶And I haue built two chanceries, more wil I do:
¶Tho all that I can do, is all too litle.
¶
Enter Gloster.
2160Glost. My Lord.
¶King. My brother Glosters voyce.
¶The day my friends, and all things stayes for me.
¶
Enter Clarence, Gloster, Exeter, and Salisburie.
¶Sal. The oddes is all too great. Farewell kind Lords:
2250Braue Clarence, and my Lord of Gloster,
¶My Lord of Warwicke, and to all farewell.
2255Clar. Farewell kind Lord, fight valiantly to day,
¶And yet in truth, I do thee wrong,
¶For thou art made on the rrue sparkes of honour.
¶
Enter King.
¶Now at this instant, that doth not worke in England.
¶Gods will, I would not loose the honour
¶One man would share from me,
2266.1Not for my Kingdome.
¶Rather proclaime it presently through our campe,
¶And crownes for conuoy put into his purse,
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