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Act III, Scene 1
1Florence. The Duke’s palace.
2Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence attended; the two Frenchmen, with a troop of soldiers.
3DukeSo that from point to point now have you heard
The fundamental reasons of this war,
Whose great decision hath much blood let forth
And more thirsts after.
4First LordHoly seems the quarrel
Upon your grace’s part; black and fearful
On the opposer.
5DukeTherefore we marvel much our cousin France
Would in so just a business shut his bosom
Against our borrowing prayers.
6Second LordGood my lord,
The reasons of our state I cannot yield,
But like a common and an outward man,
That the great figure of a council frames
By self-unable motion: therefore dare not
Say what I think of it, since I have found
Myself in my incertain grounds to fail
As often as I guess’d.
7DukeBe it his pleasure.
8First LordBut I am sure the younger of our nature,
That surfeit on their ease, will day by day
Come here for physic.
9DukeWelcome shall they be;
And all the honours that can fly from us
Shall on them settle. You know your places well;
When better fall, for your avails they fell:
To-morrow to the field. Flourish. Exeunt.