| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| Heere most gracious Liege. | Here, most gracious liege. | R3 V.iii.4.2 |
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| We must both giue and take my louing Lord. | We must both give and take, my loving lord. | R3 V.iii.6 |
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| Six or seuen thousand is their vtmost power. | Six or seven thousand is their utmost power. | R3 V.iii.10 |
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| I go my Lord. | I go, my lord. | R3 V.iii.55 |
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| I warrant you my Lord. | I warrant you, my lord. | R3 V.iii.57 |
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| Arme, arme, my Lord: the foe vaunts in the field. | Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the field. | R3 V.iii.289 |
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| A good direction warlike Soueraigne, | A good direction, warlike sovereign. | R3 V.iii.303 |
| This found I on my Tent this Morning. | This found I on my tent this morning. | R3 V.iii.304 |
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| My Lord, the Enemy is past the Marsh: | My lord, the enemy is past the marsh. | R3 V.iii.346 |
| After the battaile, let George Stanley dye. | After the battle let George Stanley die. | R3 V.iii.347 |