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

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Sonia 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,
    Haue writ that note of death in Audleys face:
    2305Speake 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,
    And lopt a true friend from my louing soule:
    2310Au. 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 shalbe the graue, what may I do,
    To win thy life, or to reuenge thy death,
    2315If 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,
    The neuer dying honor of this daie,
    2320Share 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,
    Till I did see my liege thy loyall father,
    2325My 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,
    To yeeld her Citie for one little breach,
    2330Should 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.
    Au: I take thy gift to pay the debts I owe:
    2335These 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.