Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gower. The Towne sounds a Parley.
Welch. Welch.
Welch. Captaine Mackmorrice, when there is more better oportunitie to be required, looke you, I will be so bold as to tell you, I know the disciplines of Warre: and there is an end.
Welch. Exit.
Welch. [Act 3, Scene 3]
Welch. Enter the King and all his Traine before the Gates.
King. King.
King. How yet resolues the Gouernour of the Towne?
King. This is the latest Parle we will admit:
King. There-
King. The Life of Henry the Fift.
King. Therefore to our best mercy giue your selues,
King. Or like to men prowd of destruction,
King. Defie vs to our worst: for as I am a Souldier,
King. A Name that in my thoughts becomes me best;
King. If I begin the batt'rie once againe,
King. I will not leaue the halfe-atchieued Harflew,
King. Till in her ashes she lye buryed.
King. The Gates of Mercy shall be all shut vp,
King. And the flesh'd Souldier, rough and hard of heart,