Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. By heauen, these scroyles of Angiers flout you (kings,
Bast. And stand securely on their battelments,
Bast. As in a Theater, whence they gape and point
Bast. At your industrious Scenes and acts of death.
Bast. Your Royall presences be rul'd by mee,
Bast. Do like the Mutines of Ierusalem,
Bast. Be friends a‑while, and both conioyntly bend
Bast. Your sharpest Deeds of malice on this Towne.
Bast. By East and West let France and England mount.
Bast. Their battering Canon charged to the mouthes,
Bast. Till their soule‑fearing clamours haue braul'd downe
Bast. The flintie ribbes of this contemptuous Citie,
Bast. I'de play incessantly vpon these Iades,
Bast. Euen till vnfenced desolation
Bast. Leaue them as naked as the vulgar ayre:
Bast. That done, disseuer your vnited strengths,
Bast. And part your mingled colours once againe,
Bast. Turne face to face, and bloody point to point:
Bast. Then in a moment Fortune shall cull forth
Bast. Out of one side her happy Minion,