Edward III
Act IV, Scene 3
Poitou. Fields near Poitiers. The French camp; tent of the Duke of Normandy.
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Enter Charles of Normandy and Villiers.
Charles
1 - 2
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I wonder, Villiers, thou shouldest importune me
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For one that is our deadly enemy.
Villiers
3 - 5
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Not for his sake, my gracious lord, so much
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Am I become an earnest advocate,
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As that thereby my ransom will be quit.
Charles
6 - 9
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Thy ransom, man? Why needest thou talk of that?
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Art thou not free? And are not all occasions,
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That happen for advantage of our foes,
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To be accepted of, and stood upon?
Villiers
10 - 14
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No, good my lord, except the same be just;
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For profit must with honor be comixt,
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Or else our actions are but scandalous.
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But, letting pass their intricate objections,
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Wilt please your highness to subscribe, or no?
Charles
15 - 17
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Villiers, I will not, nor I cannot do it;
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Salisbury shall not have his will so much,
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To claim a passport how it pleaseth himself.
Villiers
18 - 19
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Why, then I know the extremity, my lord;
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I must return to prison whence I came.
Charles
20 - 25
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Return? I hope thou wilt not;
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What bird that hath escaped the fowler’s gin,
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Will not beware how she’s ensnared again?
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Or, what is he, so senseless and secure,
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That, having hardly past a dangerous gul,
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Will put himself in peril there again?
Villiers
26 - 28
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Ah, but it is mine oath, my gracious lord,
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Which I in conscience may not violate,
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Or else a kingdom should not draw me hence.
Charles
29 - 30
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Thine oath? Why, tat doth bind thee to abide:
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Hast thou not sworn obedience to thy Prince?
Villiers
31 - 34
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In all things that uprightly he commands:
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But either to persuade or threaten me,
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Not to perform the covenant of my word,
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Is lawless, and I need not to obey.
Charles
35 - 36
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Why, is it lawful for a man to kill,
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And not, to break a promise with his foe?
Villiers
37 - 44
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To kill, my lord, when war is once proclaimed,
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So that our quarrel be for wrongs received,
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No doubt, is lawfully permitted us;
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But in an oath we must be well advised,
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How we do swear, and, when we once have sworn,
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Not to infringe it, though we die therefore:
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Therefore, my lord, as willing I return,
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As if I were to fly to paradise.
Charles
45 - 51
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Stay, my Villiers; thine honorable min
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Deserves to be eternally admired.
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Thy suit shall be no longer thus deferred:
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Give me the paper, I’ll subscribe to it;
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And, wheretofore I loved thee as Villiers,
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Hereafter, I’ll embrace thee as myself.
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Stay, and be still in favor with thy lord.
Villiers
52 - 54
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I humbly thank you grace; I must dispatch,
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And send this passport first unto the Earl,
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And then I will attend your highness pleasure.
Charles
55 - 56
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Do so, Villiers;—and Charles, when he hath need,
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Be such his soldiers, howsoever he speed!
John de Valois, King of France
57 - 59
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Come, Charles, and arm thee; Edward is entrapped,
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The Prince of Wales is fallen into our hands,
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And we have compassed him; he cannot escape.
Charles
60
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But will your highness fight today?
John de Valois, King of France
61 - 62
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What else, my son? He’s scarce eight thousand strong,
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And we are threescore thousand at the least.
Charles
63 - 73
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I have a prophecy, my gracious lord,
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Wherein is written what success is like
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To happen us in this outrageous war;
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It was delivered me at Cressy’s field
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By one that is an aged hermit there.
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Reads.
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“When feathered fowl shall make thine army tremble,
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And flint stones rise and break the battle ray,
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Then think on him that doth not now dissemble;
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For that shall be the hapless dreadful day:
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Yet, in the end, thy foot thou shalt advance
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As far in England as thy foe in France.”
John de Valois, King of France
74 - 85
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By this it seems we shall be fortunate:
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For as it is impossible that stones
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Should ever rise and break the battle ray,
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Or airy foul make men in arms to quake,
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So is it like, we shall not be subdued:
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Or say this might be true, yet in the end,
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Since he doth promise we shall drive him hence
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And forage their country as they have done ours,
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By this revenge that loss will seem the less.
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But all are frivolous fancies, toys, and dreams:
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Once we are sure we have ensnared the son,
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Catch we the father after how we can.