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And send him word by me which way you go.

KING JOHN
Tell him, toward Swinstead, to the abbey there.

MESSENGER
Be of good comfort; for the great supply
That was expected by the Dolphin here, [10]
Are wrack’d three nights ago on Goodwin Sands.

This news was brought to Richard but even now:
The French fight coldly, and retire themselves.

KING JOHN
Ay me! this tyrant fever burns me up,
And will not let me welcome this good news. [15]

Set on toward Swinstead; to my litter straight:
Weakness possesseth me, and I am faint.
[Exeunt.]

Scene IV IT

[Another part of the Field.]

Enter Salisbury, Pembroke, and Bigot.

SALISBURY
I did not think the king so stor’d with friends.

PEMBROKE
Up once again; put spirit in the French:
If they miscarry, we miscarry too.

SALISBURY
That misbegotten divel, Faulconbridge,

In spite of spite, alone upholds the day. [5]

PEMBROKE