| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| My Lord of Lorrayne, to our brother of Fraunce, | My lord of Lorraine, to our brother of France | E3 I.ii.18 |
| Commend vs as the man in Christendome, | Commend us, as the man in Christendom | E3 I.ii.19 |
| That we must reuerence and intirely loue, | That we most reverence and entirely love. | E3 I.ii.20 |
| Touching your embassage, returne and say, | Touching your embassage, return and say | E3 I.ii.21 |
| That we with England will not enter parlie, | That we with England will not enter parley, | E3 I.ii.22 |
| Nor neuer make faire wether, or take truce, | Nor never make fair weather or take truce, | E3 I.ii.23 |
| But burne their neighbor townes and so persist, | But burn their neighbour towns, and so persist | E3 I.ii.24 |
| With eager Rods beyond their Citie Yorke, | With eager rods beyond their city, York; | E3 I.ii.25 |
| And neuer shall our bonny riders rest: | And never shall our bonny riders rest, | E3 I.ii.26 |
| Nor rust in canker, haue the time to eate, | Nor rusting canker have the time to eat | E3 I.ii.27 |
| Their light borne snaffles, nor their nimble spurre | Their light-borne snaffles, nor their nimble spurs, | E3 I.ii.28 |
| Nor lay aside their Iacks of Gymould mayle, | Nor lay aside their jacks of gimmaled mail, | E3 I.ii.29 |
| Nor hang their staues of grayned Scottish ash, | Nor hang their staves of grained Scottish ash | E3 I.ii.30 |
| In peacefull wise, vpon their Citie wals, | In peaceful wise upon their city walls, | E3 I.ii.31 |
| Nor from their buttoned tawny leatherne belts, | Nor from their buttoned tawny leathern belts | E3 I.ii.32 |
| Dismisse their byting whinyards, till your King, | Dismiss their biting whinyards, till your king | E3 I.ii.33 |
| Cry out enough, spare England now for pittie, | Cry out: ‘ Enough, spare England now for pity!’ | E3 I.ii.34 |
| Farewell, and tell him that you leaue vs heare, | Farewell, and tell him that you leave us here | E3 I.ii.35 |
| Before this Castle, say you came from vs, | Before this castle; say you came from us | E3 I.ii.36 |
| Euen when we had that yeelded to our hands, | Even when we had that yielded to our hands. | E3 I.ii.37 |
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| Now Duglas to our former taske again, | Now, Douglas, to our former task again, | E3 I.ii.40 |
| For the deuision of this certayne spoyle. | For the division of this certain spoil. | E3 I.ii.41 |
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| Nay soft ye sir, first I must make my choyse, | Nay, soft ye, sir; first I must make my choice, | E3 I.ii.43 |
| And first I do bespeake her for my selfe, | And first I do bespeak her for myself. | E3 I.ii.44 |
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| Those are her owne still liable to her, | Those are her own, still liable to her, | E3 I.ii.46 |
| And who inherits her, hath those with all. | And who inherits her hath those withal. | E3 I.ii.47 |
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| Dislodge, dislodge, it is the king of England. | Dislodge, dislodge! It is the King of England. | E3 I.ii.56 |
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| Meanst thou to fight, Duglas we are to weake. | Mean'st thou to fight, Douglas? We are too weak. | E3 I.ii.58 |
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| She mocks at vs Duglas, I cannot endure it. | She mocks at us, Douglas; I cannot endure it. | E3 I.ii.61 |
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| Shee heard the messenger, and heard our talke. | She heard the messenger, and heard our talk, | E3 I.ii.65 |
| And now that comfort makes her scorne at vs. | And now that comfort makes her scorn at us. | E3 I.ii.66 |
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| He heard that to, intollerable griefe: | She heard that too; intolerable grief! | E3 I.ii.71 |
| Woman farewell although I do not stay. | Woman, farewell! Although I do not stay – | E3 I.ii.72 |