Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Chat. Whose
Chat. The life and death of King Iohn.
Chat. Whose leisure I haue staid, haue giuen him time
Chat. To land his Legions all as soone as I:
Chat. His marches are expedient to this towne,
Chat. His forces strong, his Souldiers confident:
Chat. With him along is come the Mother Queene,
Chat. An Ace stirring him to bloud and strife,
Chat. With her her Neece, the Lady Blanch of Spaine,
Chat. With them a Bastard of the Kings deceast,
Chat. And all th'vnsetled humors of the Land,
Chat. Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries,
Chat. With Ladies faces, and fierce Dragone spleenes,
Chat. Haue sold their fortunes at their natiue homes,
Chat. Bearing their birth‑rights proudly on their backs,
Chat. To make a hazard of new fortunes heere:
Chat. In briefe, a brauer choyse of dauntlesse spirits
Chat. Then now the English bottomes haue waft o're,
Chat. Did neuer flote vpon the swelling tide,
Chat. To doe offence and scathe in Christendome: