Dolph. I muse your Maiesty doth seeme so cold,
When such profound respects doe pull you on?
Pand. I will denounce a curse vpon his head
Fra. Thou shalt not need. England, I will fall fro[m] thee
Const. O faire returne of banish'd Maiestie
Elea. O foule reuolt of French inconstancy
Eng. France, y shalt rue this houre within this houre
Bast. Old Time the clocke setter, y bald sexton Time:
Is it as he will? well then, France shall rue
Bla. The Sun's orecast with bloud: faire day adieu,
Which is the side that I must goe withall?
I am with both, each Army hath a hand,
And in their rage, I hauing hold of both,
They whurle a-sunder, and dismember mee.
Husband, I cannot pray that thou maist winne:
Vncle, I needs must pray that thou maist lose:
Father, I may not wish the fortune thine:
Grandam, I will not wish thy wishes thriue:
Who-euer wins, on that side shall I lose:
Assured losse, before the match be plaid
Dolph. Lady, with me, with me thy fortune lies
Bla. There where my fortune liues, there my life dies
Iohn. Cosen, goe draw our puisance together,
France, I am burn'd vp with inflaming wrath,
A rage, whose heat hath this condition;
That nothing can allay, nothing but blood,
The blood and deerest valued bloud of France