Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kin, His Present, and your paines we thanke you for:
Kin, When we haue matcht our Rackets to these Balles,
Kin, We will in France (by Gods grace) play a set,
Kin, Shall strike his fathers Crowne into the hazard.
Kin, Tell him, he hath made a match with such a Wrangler,
Kin, That all the Courts of France will be disturb'd
Kin, With Chaces. And we vnderstand him well,
Kin, How he comes o're vs with our wilder dayes,
Kin, Not measuring what vse we made of them.
Kin, We neuer valew'd this poore seate of England,
Kin, And therefore liuing hence, did giue our selfe
Kin, To barbarous license: As 'tis euer common,
Kin, That men are merriest, when they are from home.
Kin, But tell the Dolphin, I will keepe my State,
Kin, Be like a King, and shew my sayle of Greatnesse,
Kin, When I do rowse me in my Throne of France.
Kin, For that I haue layd by my Maiestie,
Kin, And plodded like a man for working dayes:
Kin, But I will rise there with so full a glorie,
Kin, That I will dazle all the eyes of France,