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  • Title: Edward III (Quarto 1, 1596)
  • Editor: Sonia Massai

  • Copyright Sonia Massai. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Sonia Massai
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    Edward III (Quarto 1, 1596)

    Edward the third.
    1710Yet he intends to haue his host remooude,
    It shal be so, this pollicy will serue,
    Ho whose within? bring Villiers to me.
    Enter Villeirs.
    Villiers, thou kuowest thou art my prisoner,
    1715And that I might for ransome if I would,
    Require of thee a hundred thousand Francks,
    Or else retayne and keepe thee captiue still:
    But so it is, that for a smaller charge,
    Thou maist be quit and if thou wilt thy selfe,
    1720And this it is, procure me but a pasport,
    Of Charles the Duke of Normandy, that I,
    Without restraint may haue recourse to Callis,
    Through all the Countries where he hath to doe.
    Which thou maist easely obtayne I thinke,
    1725By reason I haue often heard thee say,
    He and thou were students once together:
    And then thou shalt be set at libertie,
    How saiest thou, wilt thou vndertake to do it?
    Vil. I will my Lord, but I must speake with him.
    1730Sa. Why so thou shalt, take Horse and post from hence,
    Onely before thou goest, sweare by thy faith,
    That if thou canst not compasse my desire,
    Thou wilt returne my prisoner backe againe,
    And that shalbe sufficient warrant for mee.
    1735Vil: To that condition I agree my Lord,
    And will vnfaynedly performe the same.Exit.
    Sal: Farewell Villiers,
    Thus once I meane to trie a French mans faith.Exit.
    Enter King Edward and Derby with Souldiers.
    1740Kin: Since they refuse our profered league my Lord,
    And will not ope their gates and let vs in,
    We will intrench our selues on euery side,
    That neithet vituals, nor supply of men,
    May come to succour this accursed towne,
    1745Famine shall combate where our swords are stopt.