Page 216 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2
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Who brought that letter from the cardinal?
SALISBURY
The Count Melun, a noble lord of France; [15]
Whose private with me of the Dolphin’s love
Is much more general than these lines import.
BIGOT
To-morrow morning let us meet him then.
SALISBURY
Or rather then set forward; for ’twill be
Two long days’ journey, lords, or ere we meet. [20]
Enter the Bastard.
BASTARD
Once more to-day well met, distemper’d lords!
The king by me requests your presence straight.
SALISBURY
The king hath dispossess’d himself of us:
We will not line his thin bestained cloak
With our pure honours, nor attend the foot [25]
That leaves the print of blood where’er it walks.
Return and tell him so: we know the worst.
BASTARD
Whate’er you think, good words, I think, were best.
SALISBURY
Our griefs, and not our manners, reason now.
BASTARD
But there is little reason in your grief; [30]
Therefore ’twere reason you had manners now.
