Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hubert. We hold our Towne for neither: yet for both.
Hubert. Enter the two Kings with their powers,
Hubert. at seuerall doores.
Iohn. Iohn.
Iohn. France, hast thou yet more blood to cast away?
Iohn. Say, shall the currant of our right rome on,
Iohn. Whose passage vext with thy impediment,
Iohn. Shall leaue his natiue channell, and ore‑swell
Iohn. with course disturb'd euen thy confining shores,
Iohn. Vnlesse thou let his siluer Water, keepe
Iohn. A peacefull progresse to the Ocean.
Fra. Fra.
Fra. England thou hast not sau'd one drop of blood
Fra. In this hot triall more then we of France,
Fra. Rather lost more. And by this hand I sweare
Fra. That swayes the earth this Climate ouer‑lookes,
Fra. Before we will lay downe our iust‑borne Armes,
Fra. Wee'l put thee downe, 'gainst whom these Armes wee beare,
Fra. Or adde a royall number to the dead:
Fra. Gracing the scroule that tels of this warres losse,