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I stand here for him : What to him from Englantf f

ExA, Scorn and defiance; slight regard, con-
And anything that may not misbecome
The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.
Thus saj^ my king : and, if your father's h ig h nees
Do not, in grant of all demands at large.
Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his nuyesty,
Hell call you to so hot an answer of it,
That caves and womby vaultages of France
Shall chide your trespass, and return your mock
In second accent of his ordnance.

Dau. Say, if my father render fair return,
It is against my will : for I desire
Nothing but odds with England ; to that end.
As matching to his youth and vani^,
I did present him with the Paris balls.

Exe. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it.
Were it the mistress court of mighty Europe :
And, be assur'd^ you'll find a difference
{As we, his subjects, have in wonder found)
Between the promise of his greener days.
And these he masters now; now he weighs time,
Even to the utmost ^rain ; that you shallread
In your own losses, if he stay in France.

Fr, King, To-morrow shall you know our mind
at full. [king

Exe, Despatch ns with all speed, lest that oar
Come here hims^^lf to question our delay ;
For he is footed in this land already.

Fr, King, You shall be soon despatched, with
fair conditions :
A night b but small breath, and little panse.
To answer matters of this consequence.



Thos wkb imagin*d wing oar swift scene flies.
In motion of no less celerity
Than that of thought Suppose that yon have seen
The well-appoint«l king at Hampton pier
Embark his royalty ; and his brave fleet
With silken streamers the young Phoebus ftmning.
Play with your fancies; and in them behold.
Upon the hempen tackle ship-boys climbing*
Hear the shrill whittle which doth order give
To sounds confus'd : behold the threaden sails.
Borne with the invisible and creeping wind.
Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea.
Breasting the lofty sor^e: O, do bat think
You stand upon tne rivage. and behold
A city on the inconstant billows dandng ;
For so appears this fleet maiestical.
Holding due course to Hardeur. Follow, follow I
Qrapule your minds to sternage of this navy ;
And leave your England, as dead midni<^ht still.
Guarded with grandsires, babies, and old women.

Either past or not arrived to pitb and poissanoe :
For who is he, whose chin is but enrioh'd
With one appearing hair, that will not follow
These cuUo and choice-drawn cavaliers to France?
Work, work your thoughts, and therein see a siege :
B hold the ordnance on their carriages,
With fatal mouths gapmg on girded Harflear.
Suppose, the ambassador ttom the French comes

Tells Harry, that the king doth ofier him
Katharine his daughter ; and with her, to dowry,
Some petty and unprofitable dukedoms.
The otter likes not : and the nimble gunner
With linstock now the devilish cannon touches,

[Alarum ; and chamben (mndU oatmonj go oj.

And down goes all before them. Still be kind.
And eke out oar pcrformauoe with your mind.

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B^e Harfleor.

Alarwns. Enter King Henrt, Ezeteb, Bedford,
UL08TEU, and Soldiers, wUh scaling ladder$,

K, Men, Onoe more onto the breach, dear friends,
once more ;
Or close the wall up with our English dead I
In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility :
But when the blast of war blows in oar ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger ;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-&voar'd rage:
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect ;
Let it pry through the portage of the bead.
Like the brass cannon ; let the brow overwhelm it,
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutt)r his confounded base,
SwUrd with the wild and wasteful ooeaa
Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide ;
Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit
To his full height I — On, on, you nobless English,
Whose blood is fet &om fathers of war-proof 1
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from mom till even fought.
And sheath *d tneir swords for lack of argument.
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you !
Be copy now to men of grosser blood, [yeomen.
And teach them how to war 1— And you, good
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear [not ;
That you are worth your breeding : which I aoubt
For there is none of you so mean and base
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips.
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot;
Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge.
Cry— -Qod for Harry 1 England! and Saint Georgel
[ExeunL AUarum, and chamben go of,

SCENE Ih—The tasm.

Forem pam aver: then enter Nym, Babdoi^ h,
Pistol, and Boy.

BanL On, on, on, on, on I to the breach, to the

breach I
Nym. *Pray thee, corporal, stay; the knocks are
too hot ; axkOj for mine own part, I have not a case
of lives : the humour of it is too hot, that is the
Tery plain-song of it.

JPist, The plain-song is most just; for humours
do abound ; Knocks go and come ; God's vassals
irop and die ;

And sword and shield.
In bloody field.
Doth win immortal fSune.
Bojf, *Wou]d I were in an alehouse in London I
I would give all my fkme for a pot of ale and safety*
PisL Audi:

If wishes would prevail with me.
My purpose shoiud not fail with me.
But thither would I hie.
Boy, As duly, but not as truly,
Aj burd doth sing on bough.

Enter Flubllbn.

Fht. Up to the preach, you dogs ! avaunt, you
„.ii:__- [Driving them/orward

Pist, Be mercffhl, great duke, to men of mould!
Abate thy rage, abate thy manly rage 1
Abate thy rage, great duke 1 [chuck I

Good bawcock, bate tliy rage I use lenity, sweet

Nym, These be good humours I —your honour
wins bad humours.

[Exeunt Ntm, Fist., otu/ BA]u>.,/)2ZofoeJ

Boy, As young as I am, I have observed these
three swashers. I am boy to them all three : but
all they three, though they would serve me, could
not be man to me ; for, indeed, three such antics
do not amount to a num, For Bardolph, — he is
white-livered, and rod-faced ; by the means whereof
a* faces it out, but fights not. For Pistol,— he
hath a killmg tongue and a quiet sword ; by the
means whereof a' breaks words, and keeps whole
weapons. For Nym.— he hath heard that men of
few words are the oest men ; and therefore he
scorns to say his prayers, lest a' should be thought
a coward : but his tew bad words are matdi'd
with as few good deeds ; for a' never broke any
man's head but his own, and that was against a
post, when he was drunk. They will steal any
thing, and call it— purchas& Bardoluh stole a
lute-case, bore it twelve leagues, ana sold it for
three halfpence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn
brothers in filching ; and in Calais tliey stole a
fire-shovel: I knew, by that piece of service, the
men would carry coals. They would have me as
familiar with men's pockets, as their gloves or
their handkerchers : which makes much against
my manhood, if I should take from another's
pocket, to put into mine ; for it is plain pocketing
up of wrongs. I must leave them, and seek some
better service: their villainy goes against my
weak stomach, and therefore I must cast it up.


Reenter Flusllen, Q(Omai following,

Oouj, Captain Fluellen, you must come presently
to the mines; the Duke of Gloster would spoik
with you.

Flu, To the mines ! tell you the duke it is not
so good to come to the mines : For, look you, the
mines is not according to the disciplines of the
war ; the concavities of it is not sufficient ; for,
look you, th' athversary (you may discuss unto
the duke, look you) is digged himself four ^rds
under the countermines; by Cheshu, I thmka'
will plow up all, if there is not better directions.

Qow, The Duke of Gloster, to whom the order
of the siege is given, is altogether directed by an
Irishman ; a very valiant gentleman, i' faith.

Flu. It is Captain Macmorris, is it not?

Qow, I think it be.

Flu, By Chesu, he is an ass as in the 'orld: I
will verity as much in his peard ; he has no more
directions m the true disciplines of the wars, look
you, of the Roman disciplines, than is a puppy-

Enter Macmorris and Jaicy, at a diatanee,

Qow. Here a' comes; and the Soots captain,
Captain J amy, with him.

Flu. Captain J amy is a marvellous falorous

gentleman, that is certain ; and of great exf>edition

and knowledge in the ancient wars, upon my

particular knowledge of his directiDni^b^ "'

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he will maintain bis argoment as well as any
oiilitaiy man in the *orId in the disciplines of the
printine wnrs of the Romans.

t/on^. 1 say, gud-day. Captain Fluellen.

Flu, Qod-den to your worship, goot Captain

Goio, How now, Captain Macmonis? hare 70a
qait the mines ? have the pioneers given o*er ?

Mac By Chrish la, tish ill done : the work ish

S've over, the trumpet sound the retreat. By my
ind 1 swear, and my father's sonl, the work ish
ill done ; it ish give over ; I would have blowed
np the town, so Chrish save me, la, in an iiour. O.
tish ill done, tish ill done; by my hand, tish ill
done !

Fltu Captain Macmorris, I peseech yon now,
will yon vouteafe me, look yon, a few disputations
with you, as partly touching or concerning the dis-
di'lines of the war, the Roman wars, in the way
of argument, look you, and friendly communica-
tion; |)artly to satisfy my opinion, and partly for
the satisfaction, look you, or my mind, as touching
the direction of the military discipline? that b the

Jamy, It sail be vary gnd, gnd feith. gnd cap-
tains bath ; and I sail quit yon with g^d leve, as I
may pick occasion, that sail 1, marry.

Mac, It is no time to discourse, so Chrish saye
me; the day is hot, and the weather, and the wars,
and the king, and the dukes : it is no time to dis-
oonrse. The town is beseeched, and the trumpet
tails us to the breach ; and we talk, and, by Chrish,
Jo nothing : tls shame for us all : so God sa' me,
^ shame to stand still ; it is shame, by my hand :
and there is throats to be cut, and works to be
ione ; and there ish nothing done, so Chrish sa*
me, liiL

^Jamif, By the mess, ere these eyes of mine take
them«elyes to slumber, aile do gnde servioe, or
aile ligge i' the grund for it ; ajr. or go to death ;
and aile pay it as valorously as I may, that sal I
sorely do, that is the breff and the Ions: Marry, I
wad fall fiun heard some question ween you

Flu, Captain Macmorris, I think, look yon,
onder your correction, there is not many of your

Mac* Of my nation? What ish my nation?
What ish my nation ? Who talks of my nation,
bh a villain, and a bastard, and a knave, and a

FUu Look yon, if ^ou take the matter otherwise
than b meant, Captam Macmorris, perad venture I
shall think yon do not use me with thataffiibility as
in discretion you ought to use me, look yon ; being
IS goot a man as yourself, both in the disciplines
of wars, and in the derivation of my birth, and in
other particularities.

Mac. I do not know yoo so good a man as
myself: so Chrish save me, I will catoff yonr

Qcw, Gentlemen, both, yon will mbtake each

Jamiff, An I that^ a fool &u]t.

[A padey $(mML

Otm, The town sonnds a pfu-Iey.

/Km. Captain Macmorris, when there b more
better opnortonity to be reanired, look yon, I will
be so boiQ as to tell yon, I know the dimsiplines of
war; cod there is «o end.


8CENB IIL— 7^ tame. S^fifre (he gate$ cf

l%e Goyemor and tome Citizens on ihewaUj the
English Forcet hdow. Enter King Ujbnbt and
hit TKxm.

K. Hen. How yet resolyes the goyemor of the
This b the latest parle we will admit:
Therefore, to onr best mercy give yourselves;
Or, like to men of proud destruction,
Defy us to the worst : for, as I am a soldier,

iA name that, in my thoughts, becomes me best)«
f I begin the battery once again,
I will not leave the half-achieved Harflenr
Till in her ashes she lie buried.
The gates of mercy shall be all shut np ;
And the flesh'd soldier, rough and hard of heart.
In liberty of bloody hand snail range
With conscience wide as hell ; mowing like grass
Your fresh-Snir virgins and your flou'eringinunts.
What b it then to me, if impioas war.
Array 'd in flames, like to the prince of fiends.
Do, with hb smirch 'd complexion, all fell feats
Enlink'd to waste and desolation ?
Wluit is't to me, when you yourselves are cause,
If your pure maidens fall into the hand
Of hot and forcing violation ?
What rein can hold licentious wickedness
When down the hill he holds hb fierce career P
We may as bootless spend our vain comuuiMi
Upon the enraged soldiers in their spoil.
As send precepts to the Leviathan
To come ai»hore. Therefore, yon men of Ilarfleor,
Take pity of your town, and of your people.
Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command ;
Whiles yet the cool and temperate winds of grace
Overblows the filthy and contagious clouds
Of headly murther, spoil, and villainy.
If not, why, in a moment, look to see
The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand
Defile the locks of your shrill-shrieking daughters;
Your fathers taken by the silver beards,
And their most reyerend heads dash'd to the walb ;
Your naked iufi&nts spitted upon pikes ;
Whiles the mad mothers with their howls oonf\u*d
Do break the clouds, as did the Mrives of Jewry
At HerodlB bloody-hunting slaughtermen.
What say ^ob? will you yield, and thb ayoid?
Or, guilty m defence, be thus destroy'd?

Gov. Our expectation hath thb day an end :
The dauphin, whom of succours we entreated.
Returns us — that his powers are yet not ready
To raise so great a siege. Therefore, great king,
We yield our town and lives to thy soft mercy :
Enter our gates ; dbpose of us and ours;
For we no longer are defensible.

K. Hen. Open your gates.~Come, node Elzeter,
Go you and enter Harfleur; there remain.
And fortify it strongly 'gainst the French :
Use mercy to them ail. For ns, dear uncle,^
The winter coming on, and siekness growing
Upon our soldiers,— we will retire to Cslais.
To-night in Harfleur will we be your guest ;
To-morrow for the march are we addressed.

[Flowiiih. The Kino, &o., enler the town

SCENE lY.— Ronen. A Boom in (As P^dacc

Enter Kathauhb tmd Auoa.

KalOi. Alice, tu at ett4 m AnffUterrej H tu parltt
bienle language.
Aike. UnjKu, madame, ^ ^ .

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Kaih. Je t$ pHe^ menaoffnea: il fana qtu J"ap-
prame djparier. Comment appeuexvoui la nuuiij en

Alice, La mainf eUe est appeUie^ de hand.

JTotA. De hand. EtUsdou/tsf

Alice. Lei doigtst ma fotjy je ovhlie lea doigte;
maUje me aoumaubray, Lee doigts f je penae qu'ila
aont appelUa de fingres ; ouy^ de fin^es.

KatL La mcati^ de hand ; lea doujts^ de fingres.
Je penae que je atda le bon eaa>lier. J'ay gtu/n^ deux
mota dAnguiia viatemenL Comment appdlez voua

Altce, Lea ongleaf lea appeUonay de nails. ^

Kath. De nails. Eacoutez; ditea may aijeparle
bien: de hand, de fingres, de nails.

AUce, Ceat bien mt, madame; U eat fort bon

jkath. Ditea may TAnffloia pour lebraa.

Alice, De ann, madame,

Kai/L Etlecoudef

Alice, De elbow.

Kath, De elbow. Je m^en faitx la r^pititim. de
voua lea mota tpie vous m''avez appria d^^ d prrsent.

Alice, II est trop difficile^ madame, commeje penae.

Kath. Excuaez moy^ Alice; eacoutez: De hand,
de fingre, de nails, de arm, de bilbow.

AUce, De elbow, madame,

Kath, Seitjneur Die*i ! je mVn ombUe; De elbow,
Cmivnent appellez voua leoolt

AUce, De nick, madame,

Kath, De nick : Et le mentont

Alice, Dechin.

KatJL De sin. Le coZ, de nick : le menton^ de sin.

Alice, Guy. Sau/voatre Jionneur ; en rente, tjoua
pr-Tnoncez lea mota auaai droict que lea nati/a d' Angle-

Kath, Je ne doute point d'apprendre par la grdce
de Dieu; et en pen de tempa.

AUce. N^avez voua paa d^ oubUi ce que je voua
ay enaeiffniet

Kath, Nonjt redteray d voua promptement, De
hand, de fingre, de mails, —

Alice, De nails, madame.

Kath. De nails, de arme, de flbow.

AUce, Saufvostre fumneur, de elbow.

Kath, Ainaidiaje; de elbow, de nick, et de sin:
Comment appelea voua le pied et larohet

AUce, De foot, madame; et de coun.

Kath, De foot, et de coun ? ^igneur Dieu !
tea aont mota de aon mauvaia, corruptihle, groaae, et
knpudique^ et non jww lea damea d'honncur
d*uaer: Je ne voudroia prononcer cea mota devant Ita
adf/neura de France, powr tout le monde. 1 1 /ant de
foot et de conn ncantmoina. Je reciterai unc autre
foia ma Uqon ensemble: De hand, de finj^re, de
nails, de arm, de elbow, de nick, de sin, de foot,
de coon.

AUce, Excellent, madams/

Kath, 0*eat aaaex pour une Jbia; dllona noua d
dianer, [Exeunt,

SCENE Y,-~Tha tame. Another Boom in the

Enter tht French Kino, the Danphin, Dake of
BouBBOV, the Constable q/^ France, and othera,

Wir. Kima, Tis certain he hath pass'd the river

(km. And if he be not fooght withal, my lord,
Let OS not live in France ; let as quit all,
And give oar ybiejarda to a barbarous people.

Dau, O Dieuvivant! shall a few sprays of us, -
The eu^otying of our fiuher^ luxury, '


Oar scions, put in w ild and savage stodc,

Spurt up so suddenly into the cluuda,

And overlook their grafters? fjustardal

Bour. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman
3tort de ma vie I if thev march along
Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom^
To buy a slobbery and a dirty farm
In that nook-shotten isle of Albion. fmettle ?

Con, Dieu de battaUeal where have tn^y this
fs not their climate foggy, raw, and dull?
On whom, as in despite, the sun looks pale,
Killing their fruit with frowns? Can sodden water,
A drench for sur-reind jades, their barley broth,
Decoct their cold blood to such valiant beat?
And .shall our quick blood, spirited with wine,
Seem frosty ? O, for honour of our Und,
Let us not hang like roping icicles
Upon our houses' thatch,whiles a more frosty people
Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich nelds ;
Poor, we ma^ call them in their native lords.

Dau. By faith and honour.
Our madams mock at us ; and plainly say
Our mettle is bred out; and they will give
Their bodi&s to the lust of English youth.
To new-store France with bastard warriors.

Bcu, They bid us — to the English dancmg*
And teach lavoltas high, and swift coral^tos;
Saying, onr grace is only in our heels,
And that we are most lofty runaways.

Fr, King, Where is Montjoy, the nerald? speed
him hence;
Let him greet England with our sharp defiance.
Up, princes ; and, with spirit of honour edg d.
More sharper than your swords, hie to the field:
Charles De-la-bret, high constable of France;
You dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berry,
Alencon, Brabant, I3ar, and Burgundy ; *
Jaques Chatillion, Hambures. Vaudemont,
Beaumont, Grandpr^, Uoussi, and Fauconberg,
Foix, Lestrale, Bouciqualt, and Charolois ;
High dukes, great princes, barons, lords, and

For your great seats, now quit yon of great shames.
Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our land
With pennons painted in the blood of Harfieur:
Rush on his host, as doth the melted snow
Upon the galleys ; whose low vassal seat
The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon;
Go down upon him,— you have power enough,—
And in a captive chariot into Rouen
Bring him our prisoner.

Coti. This becomes the great

Sorry am I his numbers are so few,
His soldiers sick and famish *d in their march ;
For, 1 am sure, when he shall see our army,
Hell drop his heart into th« sink of fear,
And, for achievement, offer us his ransom.

Fr, King. Therefore, lord constable, haste on
Montjoy ;
And let him say to England, that we send
To know what willing ransom he will give.
Prince dauphin, you shall stay with us in Bonen.

Dau. Not so, I do beseech your majesty.

Fr. King. Be patient, for you shall remain with as
Now, forth, lord constable, and princes all ;
And quickly bring us word of England's fall.

SCENE YI.— 7^ English Camp in Picardy.
Enter Gowbb and Fluelueh.

Gow, How now, Captain Flnellen ? oome j<oa
from the bridge? ^^ .

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FhL lasBure yon, there If TeryexceUentserrioes
•ommitted at the pridge.

Gou>, Is the Duke of Exeter safe?

Fliu The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimons as
Agamemnon ; and a man that I love and honour
with my soul, and my heart, and my duty, and my
life, and my living, and my uttermost power : he
is not (God be praised and i^lessed I) any hurt in
the 'orld ; but xeeps the pridge most valiantly,
with excellent disciplines. There is an ancient
there at the pridge, — I think, in my very con-
science, be is as as valiant a man as Mark Antony ;
and he is a man of no estimation in the 'orld : but
I did see him do gallant service.

QoiD, What do you call him?

Flu, He is called ancient PistoL

^910. 1 know him not.

Enter 'PvtdfU

Flu. Here is the man.

PisL Captain, 1 thee beseech to do me fkyonrst
The Duke of Exeter doth love thee well.

Flu. Ay, I praise Got; and I have merited
■ome loye at his hands.

Pitt. Bardolph, a soldier firm and sound of heart,
And of buxom valour, hath,— by cruel fate,
And giddy fortune's furious fickle wheel,
That goddess blind,
That stands upon the rolling restless stone,—

Flu. By your patience, ancient Pistol. Fortune
is painted piind, with a mufiler before her eyes, to
signify to you that fortune b plind : And she is
punted also with a wheel; to signify to you,
which is the moral of it, that she is turning, and
inconstant, and mutability, and variation : and her
foot, look yon, is fixed upon a spherical stone,
which rolls, and rolls, and rolls ; — ^In good truth,
the poet makes a most excellent description of it :
fortune b an excellent moral.

Pitt. Fortune is fiardolph^ foe, and frowns on
For he hath stolYi a pax, and hanged must V be.
A damned death !

Let gallows gape for do^;, let man go fi-ee.
And let not hemp his wmdpipe suffocate :
But Exeter hath given the doom of death,
For pax of little price.

Therefore, go speak, the duke will hear thy yoice ;
And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cat
With edge of penny cord, and vile reproach :
Bpeak^ captain, for bis life, and I will thee requite.

Flu. Ancient Putol, I do partly understand
your meaning.

PitL Why, then rejoice therefore.

Flu. Certainly, ancient, it is not a thing to
rejoice at: for i/, look yoa, he were my brother,
I would d^ire the duke to use his ^oot pleasure,
sad put him to executions; for disciplines ought
to be used.

Pitt, Die and be damned- and Jigo for thy

Flu. it is well.

PitL The fig of Spain! [Exit PiBProL.

Flu. Very good.

Qow, Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rascal ;
I remember him now ; a bawd ; a cutpurse.

Flu, 111 assure you, a' uttered as praye 'ords
at the pridge, as yon shall see in a summer's day :
But it ia yeij well ; what he has spoke to me,
that if well, I warrant yon, when time is serve.

Oow, Why, tis a goU, a fool, a rosue ; that now
and then goes to the wars, to grace himself, at his
^•tiini into London, under the form of a soldier.



And such fellows are perfect in the great eom*
manders' names : and they will learn you by rote
where services were done ;— at such and such a
sconce, at such a breach, at such a convoy; who
came off bravely, who was shot, who disgraced
what terms the enemy stood on ; and this they con
perfectly in the phrase of war, which they trick
up with new-tuned oaths : And what a beard of
the general's cut, and a horrid suit of the camp,
will do among foaming bottles and ale-washed wito,
is wonderful to be Uiought on I Bnt you must
learn to know snch slanders of the age, or else
you may be marvellously mistook.

Mu. I tell you what. Captain Gower, — I do
perceive he is not the man he would gladly make
show to the 'orld he is ; if I find a hole in bis ooat,
I will tell him my mind. [Drum heard.] Hark
you, the king is coming; and I must speak with
him from the pridge.

Enter King Hekrt, Globteb, and Soldiers.

Flu, Got pless your majesty I

K.Hm. How now, I<luellen ? camest tboa frtmi
the bridge?

Flu. Ay, so please yonr majestjr. The Duke of
Exeter has ve^ gallantly maintained the pridge:
the French is gone off, look you ; and there is
gallaiitand most prave passages : Marry, th'athver-
sanr was have possession of the pridge ; but he is
enforced to retire, and the Duke of Exeter is mas-

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