Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sent. Sent.
Sent. Sergeant you shall. Thus are poore Seruitors
Sent. (When others sleepe vpon their quiet beds)
Sent. Constrain'd to watch in darknesse, raine, and cold.
Sent. Enter Talbot, Bedford, and Burgundy, with scaling
Sent. Ladders: Their Drummes beating a
Sent. Dead March.
Tal. Tal.
Tal. Lord Regent, and redoubted Burgundy,
Tal. By whose approach, the Regions of Artoys,
Tal. Wallon, and Picardy, are friends to vs:
Tal. This happy night, the Frenchmen are secure,
Tal. Hauing all day carows'd and banquetted,
Tal. Embrace we then this opportunitie,
Tal. As fitting best to quittance their deceite,
Tal. Contriu'd by Art, and balefull Sorcerie.
Bed. Bed.
Bed. Coward of France, how much he wrongs his fame,
Bed. Dispairing of his owne armes fortitude,
Bed. To ioyne with Witches, and the helpe of Hell.