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Scene I.—Gilors.
John of Oxford, and a priest.John of Oxf.
This to my Lord of London. Make good haste!
Ride day and night! This to my Lord of York:
From every town and hamlet send the tidings
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The Pope contented well, the realm of France
Unanimous in joy.
Priest.
It shall be done.
John of Oxf.
Return at once. All letters for the king
Bring straight to me: I am his secretary.
The journey's costly: take my purse. Good speed!
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