Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Aust. Euen till that England hedg'd in with the maine,
Aust. That Water‑walled Bulwarke, still secure
Aust. And confident from forreine purposes,
Aust. Euen till that vtmost corner of the West
Aust. Salute thee for her King, till then faire boy
Aust. Will I not thinke of home, but follow Armes.
Const. Const.
Const. O take his mothers thanks, a widdows thanks,
Const. Till your strong hand shall helpe to giue him strength,
Const. To make a more requitall to your loue.
Aust. Aust.
Aust. The peace of heauen is theirs yt lift their swords
Aust. In such a iust and charitable warre.
King. King.
King. Well, then to worke our Cannon shall be bent
King. Against the browes of this resisting towne,
King. Call for our cheefest men of discipline,
King. To cull the plots of best aduantages:
King. Wee'll befor this towne our Royal bones,
King. Wade to the market‑place in French‑mens bloud,