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Scene XII.
—The same. Enter the Dukes of Burgundy and Bourbon with Followers on the one side, and Sir Lois of Sanxere with Followers on the other.Sanxere.
Halt ye a space, my Lords, ye cannot pass:
The bridge has broken down beneath the weight
Of them that fly.
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A lath should bear up us,
We are so light of heart, so light of heel!
It was the leaden spirit of defeat
That brake the bridge. Shoot me a plank across
And see if I shall strain it!
Sanxere.
Stay, my Lord;
They're pushing beams athwart the shatter'd arch
And presently the passage shall be safe
For all the host; but farther down the stream
There are some boats, though but a few, for those
Who would be foremost.
Burgundy.
I am of them. Who else?
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