Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Som. Hath sullied all his glosse of former Honor
Som. By this vnheedfull, desperate, wilde aduenture:
Som. Yorke set him on to fight, and dye in shame,
Som. That Talbot dead, great Yorke might beare the name.
Cap. Cap.
Cap. Heere is Sir William Lucie, who with me
Cap. Set from our ore‑matcht forces forth for ayde.
Som. Som.
Som. How now Sir William, whether were you sent?
Lu. Lu.
Lu. Whether my Lord, from bought & sold L. Lord Talbot,
Lu. Who ring'd about with bold aduersitie,
Lu. Cries out for noble Yorke and Somerset,
Lu. To beate assayling death from his weake Regions,
Lu. And whiles the honourable Captaine there
Lu. Drops bloody swet from his warre‑wearied limbes,
Lu. And in aduantage lingring lookes for rescue,
Lu. You his false hopes, the trust of Englands honor,
Lu. Keep off aloofe with worthlesse emulation:
Lu. Let not your priuate discord keepe away