My age was never tainted with such shame.
John. And shall my youth be guilty of such blame?
[♦] No more can I be sever’d from your side,
Than can yourself yourself in twain divide:
50 Stay, go, do what you will, the like do I;
For live I will not, if my father die.
[♦] Tal. Then here I take my leave of thee, fair son,
Born to eclipse thy life this afternoon.
Come, side by side together live and die;
[55] And soul with soul from France to heaven fly. [Exeunt.