Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bur. See where he lyes inherced in the armes
Bur. Of the most bloody Nursser of his harmes.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Hew them to peeces, hack their bones assunder,
Bast. Whose life was Englands glory, Gallia's wonder.
Char. Char.
Char. Oh no forbeare: For that which we haue fled
Char. During the life, let vs not wrong it dead.
Char. Enter Lucie.
Lu. Lu.
Lu. Herald, conduct me to the Dolphins Tent,
Lu. To know who hath obtain'd the glory of the day.
Char. On what submissiue message art thou sent?
Lucy. Lucy.
Lucy. Submission Dolphin? Tis a meere French word:
Lucy. We English Warriours wot not what it meanes.
Lucy. I come to know what Prisoners thou hast tane,
Lucy. And to suruey the bodies of the dead.