Being urged at a time unseasonable.
SAL. In this, the antique and well-noted face Of plain old form is much disfigured;
And, like a shifted wind unto a sail,
It makes the course of thoughts to fetch about;
Startles and frights consideration;
Makes sound opinion sick, and truth suspected,
For putting on so new a fashion'd robe.
PEM. When workmen strive to do better
than well,
They do confound their skill in covetousness:
And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse;
As patches, set upon a little breach,
Discredit more in hiding of the fault,
Than did the fault before it was so patch'd.
SAL. To this effect, before you were new-
crown'd,
We breath'd our counsel: but it pleas'd your
highness
To overbear it; and we are all well pleas'd;
Since all and every part of what we would,
Doth make a stand at what your highness will.
K. JOHN. Some reasons of this double coro-
I have possess'd you with, and think them strong;
And more, more strong, (when lesser is my fear,)
I shall indue you with: Mean time, but ask
What you would have reform'd, that is not well;
And well shall you perceive, how willingly
I will both hear and grant you your requests.
PEM. Then I, (as one that am the tongue of
these,
To sound the purposes of all their hearts,)
Both for myself and them, (but, chief of all,
Your safety, for the which myself and them
Bend their best studies,) heartily request
The enfranchisement of Arthur; whose restraint
Doth move the murmuring lips of discontent
To break into this dangerous argument:-
If, what in rest you have, in right you hold,
Why then your fears, (which, as they say, attend
The steps of wrong,) should move you to mew up
Your tender kinsman, and to choke his days
With barbarous ignorance, and deny his youth
The rich advantage of good exercise?
That the time's enemies may not have this
To grace occasions, let it be our suit,
That you have bid us ask his liberty;
Which for our goods we do no further ask,
Than whereupon our weal, on you depending,
Counts it your weal, he have his liberty.
K. JOHN. Let it be so; I do commit his youth
your direction.-Hubert, what news with you? PEM. This is the man should do the bloody deed;
He show'd his warrant to a friend of mine :
The image of a wicked heinous fault
Lives in his eye; that close-aspéct of his
Does show the mood of a much-troubled breast; And I do fearfully believe, 'tis done,
What we so fear'd he had a charge to do.
SAL. The colour of the king doth come and go,
Between his purpose and his conscience,
Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set:
His passion is so ripe, it needs must break.
PEM. And, when it breaks, I fear, will issue thence
The foul corruption of a sweet child's death.
K. JOHN. We cannot hold mortality's strong
hand:-
:-
Good lords, although my will to give is living,
The suit which you demand is gone and dead :
He tells us, Arthur is deceas'd to-night.
SAL. Indeed, we fear'd, his sickness was past
Indeed, we heard how near his death
Before the child himself felt he was sick :
This must be answer'd, either here, or hence.
K. JOHN. Why do you bend such solemn
brows on me?
Think you, I bear the shears of destiny?
Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
SAL. It is apparent foul-play; and 'tis shame,
That greatness should so grossly offer it:
So thrive it in your game! and so farewell.
PEM. Stay yet, lord Salisbury; I'll go with
thee,
And find the inheritance of this poor child,
His little kingdom of a forced grave.
That blood, which ow'd the breadth of all this isle,
Three foot of it doth hold; Bad world the while!
This must not be thus borne: this will break out
To all our sorrows, and ere long, I doubt.
[Exeunt Lords.
They burn in indignation; I
repent ;
There is no sure foundation set on blood;
No certain life achiev'd by others' death.-
WIVES SHOULD PERSUADE RATHER THAN OVERRULE.
PETRUCHIO. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's,
Even in these honest mean habiliments;
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor:
For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;
And as the sun breaks through the darkest
clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
What, is the jay more precious than the lark,
Because his feathers are more beautiful?
Or is the adder better than the eel,
Because his painted skin contents the eye?
O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse
For this poor furniture, and mean array.
If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me:
And therefore, frolick; we will hence forthwith
To feast and sport us at thy father's house.-
Go, call my men, and let us straight to him;
And bring our horses unto Long-lane end,
There will we mount, and thither walk on foot.—
Let's see; I think, 'tis now some seven o'clock,
And well we may come there by dinner time.
KATHERINE. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two;
And 'twill be supper-time, ere you come there.
PET. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse:
Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,
You are still crossing it.-Sirs, let't alone:
I will not go to-day; and ere I do,
It shall be what o'clock I say it is.
HORTENSIO. Why, so! this gallant will command the sun.
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WOMAN REIGNS WHERE THE
HEART BEATS HIGH.
ANGELO. When I would pray and think, I think and pray
To several subjects: heaven hath my empty
words;
Whilst my invention, hearing not my tongue,
Anchors on Isabel: Heaven in my mouth,
As if I did but only chew his name;
And in my heart, the strong and swelling evil
Of my conception: The state whereon I studied,
Is like a good thing, being often read,
Grown fear'd and tedious; yea, my gravity,
Wherein (let no man hear me) I take pride,
Could I, with boot, change for an idle plume,
Which the air beats for vain. O place! O form!
How often dost thou with thy case, thy habit,
Wrench awe from fools, and tie the wiser souls
To thy false seeming? Blood, thou still art
Let's write good angel on the devil's horn,
'Tis not the devil's crest.
Desires access to you.
ANG.
O heavens !
Why does my blood thus muster to my heart:
Making both it unable for itself,
And dispossessing all the other parts
Of necessary fitness ?
So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons;
Come all to help him, and so stop the air
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