Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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France. Though all these English, and their discipline
France. Were harbour'd in their rude circumference:
France. Then tell vs, Shall your Citie call vs Lord,
France. In that behalfe which we haue challeng'd it?
France. Or shall we giue the signall to our rage,
France. And stalke in blood to our possession?
Cit. Cit.
Cit. In breefe, we are the King of Englands subiects
Cit. For him, and in his right, we hold this Towne.
Iohn. Iohn.
Iohn. Acknowledge then the King, and let me in.
Iohn. To him will we proue loyall, till that time
Iohn. Haue we ramm'd vp our gates against the world.
Iohn. Doth not the Crowne of England, prooue the
Iohn. King?
Iohn. And if not that, I bring you Witnesses
Iohn. Twice fifteene thousand hearts of Englands breed.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Bastards and else.