Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. At Herods bloody-hunting slaughter-men.
King. What say you? Will you yeeld, and this auoyd?
King. Or guiltie in defence, be thus destroy'd.
King. Enter Gouernour.
Gouer. Gouer.
Gouer. Our expectation hath this day an end:
Gouer. The Dolphin, whom of Succours we entreated,
Gouer. Returnes vs, that his Powers are yet not ready,
Gouer. To rayse so great a Siege: Therefore great King,
Gouer. We yeeld our Towne and Liues to thy soft Mercy:
Gouer. Enter our Gates, dispose of vs and ours,
Gouer. For we no longer are defensible.
King. King.
King. Open your Gates: Come Vnckle Exeter,
King. Goe you and enter Harflew; there remaine,
King. And fortifie it strongly 'gainst the French:
King. Vse mercy to them all for vs, deare Vnckle.
King. The Winter comming on, and Sicknesse growing
King. Vpon our Souldiers, we will retyre to Calis.
King. To night in Harflew will we be your Guest,