Act III, Scene ii: The same. Plains near Angiers
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| | BASTARD: | |
| | Now, by my life, this day grows wondrous hot; | |
| | Some airy devil hovers in the sky | |
| | And pours down mischief.—Austria's head lie there, | |
| | While Philip breathes. | |
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| | KING JOHN: | |
| | Hubert, keep this boy.—Philip, make up: | |
| | My mother is assailed in our tent, | |
| | And ta'en, I fear. | |
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| | BASTARD: | |
| | My lord, I rescu'd her; | |
| | Her highness is in safety, fear you not: | |
| | But on, my liege; for very little pains | |
| | Will bring this labour to an happy end. | |
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