Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
Iohn by the grace of God King of England, Lord of Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, etc. demandeth once again of you his subjects of Angiers, if you will quietly surrender up the Town into his hands? Philip by the grace of God King of France, demandeth in the behalf of Arthur Duke of Britain, if you will surrender up the Town into his hands, to the use of the said Arthur. heralds go tell the two victorious Princes, that we the poor Inhabitants of Angiers, require a parley of their Matesties. We go. Herold, what answer do the Townsmen send? Will Angiers yield to Philip King of France, The Townsmen on the walls accept your Grace. And crave a parley of your Majesty. You Citizens of Angiers, have your eyes Beheld the slaughter that our English bows Have made upon the coward frawdfull French? And have you wisely pondered therewithal Your gain in yielding to the English King? Their loss in yielding to the English King. But Iohn, they saw from out their highest Towers The Chevaliers of France and crossbow shot Make lanes of slaughtered bodies through thine host, And are resolved to yield to Arthur's right. Why Philip, though thou bravest it fore the walls, Thy conscience knows that Iohn hath won the field. What ere my conscience knows, thy Army feels That Philip had the better of the day. Philip indeed hath got the lions case, Which here he holds to Lymoges disgrace. Base Duke to fly and leave such spoils behind: But this thou knewst of force to make me stay. It fared with thee as with the mariner, Spying the huge Whale, whose monstrous bulk Doth bear the waves like mountains fore the wind, That throws out empty vessels, so to stay His fury, while the ship doth sail away. Philip 'tis thine: and fore this Princely presence, Madam I humbly lay it at your feet, Being the first adventure I atchieud, And first exploit your Grace did enjoin: Yet many more I long to be enjoined. Philip I take it, and I thee command To wear the same as erst thy Father did: Therewith receive this favour at my hands, T'encourage thee to follow Richard's fame. Ye Citizens of Angiers, are ye mute? Arthur or Iohn, say which shall be your King? We care not which, if once we knew the right, But till we know we will not yield our right. Might Philip counsel two so mighty Kings, As are the Kings of England and of France, He would advise your Graces to unite And knit your forces 'gainst these Citizens, Pulling their battered walls about their ears. The Town once won then strive about the claim, For they are minded to delude you both. Kings, Princes, Lords & Knights assembled here, The Citizens of Angiers all by me Entreat your Majesty to hear them speak: And as you like the motion they shall make, So to account and follow their advice. Speak on, we give thee leave.
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Iohn by the grace of God King of England, Lord of Ireland, Aniou, Toraine, &c. demaundeth once againe of you his ſubiects of Angiers, if you will quietly ſurrender vp the Towne into his hands? Philip by the grace of God King of Fraunce, demaundeth in the behalfe of Arthur Duke of Britaine, if you will ſurrender vp the Towne into his hands, to the vſe of the ſaid Arthur. Herrolds goe tell the two victorious Princes, that we the poore Inhabitants of Angiers, require a parle of their Mateſties. We goe. Herold, what anſwere doo the Townſmen ſend? Will Angiers yéeld to Philip King of Fraunce, The Townſmen on the wals accept your Grace. And craue a parley of your Maieſtie. You Citizens of Angiers, haue your eyes Beheld the ſlaughter that our Engliſh bowes Haue made vpon the coward frawdfull French? And haue you wiſely pondred therewithall Your gaine in yelding to the Engliſh King? Their loſſe in yéelding to the Engliſh King. But Iohn, they ſaw from out their higheſt Towers The Cheualiers of Fraunce and croſſebow ſhot Make lanes of ſlaughtred bodies through thine hoaſt, And are reſolude to yéelde to Arthurs right. Why Philip, though thou braueſt it fore the walls, Thy conſcience knowes that Iohn hath wonne the field. What ere my conſcience knows, thy Armie feeles That Philip had the better of the day. Philip indéede hath got the Lyons caſe, Which here he holds to Lymoges diſgrace. Baſe Duke to flye and leaue ſuch ſpoyles behinde: But this thou knewſt of force to make mée ſtay. It farde with thée as with the marriner, Spying the hugie Whale, whoſe monſtrous bulke Doth beare the waues like mountaines fore the winde, That throwes out emptie veſſels, ſo to ſtay His furie, while the ſhip doth ſaile away. Philip tis thine: and fore this Princely preſence, Madame I humbly lay it at your feete, Being the firſt aduenture I atchieud, And firſt exployt your Grace did enioyne: Yet many more I long to be enioynd. Philip I take it, and I thee commaund To weare the ſame as earſt thy Father did: Therewith receiue this fauour at my hands, T'incourage thee to follow Richards fame. Ye Citizens of Angiers, are ye mute? Arthur or Iohn, ſay which ſhall be your King? We care not which, if once we knew the right, But till we know we will not yeeld our right. Might Philip counſell two ſo mightie Kings, As are the Kings of England and of Fraunce, He would aduiſe your Graces to vnite And knit your forces gainſt theſe Citizens, Pulling their battered walls about their eares. The Towne once wonne then ſtriue about the claime, For they are minded to delude you both. Kings, Princes, Lords & Knights aſſembled here, The Citizens of Angiers all by me Entreate your Maieſtie to heare them ſpeake: And as you like the motion they ſhall make, So to account and follow their aduice. Speake on, we giue thee leaue.