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For this down-trodden equity, we tread

SCENE II.-The scme. in warlike march these greens before your Alarums and Excursions; then a Retreat.

town; Being no further enemy to you,

Enter a French HERALD, with trumpets, Than the constraint of hospitable zeal,

to the gates. In the relief of this oppressed child,

F. Her. You men of Angiers, open wide your Re'igiously provokes. Be pleased then

gates, To pay that duty, which you truly owe,

And let young Arthur, duke of Bretagne, in : To him that owes * it; namely this young Who, by the hand of France, this day bath made prince :

Much work for tears in many an Euglish moAnd then our arms, like to a muzzled bear,

ther, Save in aspect, have all offence seal'd up; Whose sons lie scatter'd on the bleeding ground: Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent Many a widow's husband grovelling lies, Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven; Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth; And, with a blessed and unvex'd retire,

And victory, with little loss, doth play With upback'd swords, and helmets all un- Upon the dancing banners of the French ; bruis'd,

Why are at hand, triumphantly display'd, We will bear home that lusty blood again, To enter conquerors, and to proclaiin Wbich bere we came to sport against your town, Arthur of Bretagne, England's king, and your's. And leave your children, wires, and you, in

Enter an English Herald, with trumpets. peace, But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer,

E. Her. Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring 'Tis not the roundure + of your old fac'd walls

your bells! Can bide you from our messengers of war; King John, your king and England's doth ap. Thougb all these English, and their discipline,

proach, Were barbour'd in their rude circumference. Commander of this hot malicious day!

Tben, tell us, shall your city call us lord, Their armours, that march'd hence so silver. in that bebalf which we have challeng'd it?

bright, Or shall we give the signal to our rage,

Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's blood And stalk in blood to our possession?

There stuck no plume in any English crest, 1 Clt. In brief, we are the king of England's That is removed by a staff of France ; subjects ;

Our colours do return in those same hands For bim, and in his right, we hold this town. That did display them when we first march'd K. John. Acknowledge then the king, and let

forth; me in.

And, like a jolly troop of huntsmen, come i Cit. That can we not : but he that proves Our lusty English, all with purpled hauds, the king,

Died in the dying slaughter of their foes : To him will we prove loyal; till that time, Open your gates, and give the victors way. Have we ramm'd up our gates against the Cit. Heralds, from off our towers we might world.

behold, K. John. Doth not the Crown of England From first to last, the onset and retire prove the king ?

of both your artnies ; whose equality And, if not that, I bring you witnesses,

By our best eyes cannot be censured : Twice fifteen thousand hearts of England's Blood hath bought blood, and blows have anbreed,

swer'd blows; Bast. Bastards, and else.

Strength match'd with strength, and power conK. John. To verify our title with their

fronted power : lives.

Both are alike: and both alike we like. K. Phi. As many, and as well born bloods as One must prove greatest ; while they weigh to those,-

even, Bast. Some bastards too.

We bold our town for peither ; yet for both. K. Phi. Stand in his face, to contradict his claim.

Enter, at one side, King JOHN, with his power, 1 Cit. Till you compound whose right is

ELINOR, BLANCH, and the BASTARD ; at the wortbiest,

other, King PHILIP, Lewis, AUSTRIA, and

Forces. We, for the worthiest, hold the right from both.

K. John, France hast thou yet more blood to K. John. Then God forgive the sin of all

cast away? those souls,

Say, shall the current of our right run on ? That to their everlasting residence,

Whose passage, vex'd with thy impediment, Before the dew of evening fall, shall fleet, Shall leave his native channel, and o'er-swell In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king!

With course disturb'd even thy confining shores ; K. Phi. Amen, Amen !-- Moupt, chevaliers ! Unless thou let his silver water keep to arms !

A peaceful progress in the ocean. Bast. St. George,-that swing'd the dragon, K. Phi. England, thou hast not sav'd one and e'er since,

drop of blood, Sits on his horseback at mine hostess' door, In this hot trial, more than we of France ; Teach us some fence !---Sirrah, were I at home, Rather, lost more: And by this hand I swear, At your den, sirrab, [TO AUSTRIA.) with your That sways the earth this climate overlooks.--lioness,

Before we will lay down our just-borne arins I'd set an ox-head to your lion's hide,

We'll put thee down, 'gainst whom these arms And make a monster of you.

we dear, Aust. Peace ; no more.

Or add a royal number to the dead; Bast. O tremble ; for you hear the lion roar. Gracing the scroll, that tells of this war's loss, K. John. Up higher to the plain ; where we'll With slaughter coupled to the name of kings. set forth,

Bast. Ha, majesty! how high thy glory Is best appointment, all our regiments.

towers, Bast. Speed then, to take advantage of the when the rich blood of kings is set on fire! field.

( now doth death line his dead chaps with K. Phi. It shall be so :-(T. Lewis.) and at

steel; the other hill

The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs ; Command the rest to stand.-God and our right! And now he feasts, mounting the flesh of men,

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this ;

Why stard these royal fronts amazed this? That here coine sacrifices for tbe field:
Cry, havoc, kings ! back to the stained tield, Persever not, but hear me, inighty kings.
You equal potents, fiery-kindled spirits !

K. John. Speak on, with arour; we are Then let confusion of one part contirin

bent to hear. The other's peace; till then, blows, blood, and i Cit. That daughter there of Spain, the lady death!

Blanch, K. John. Whose party do the townsmen yet Is near to England; Look upon the years admit?

of Lewis the Dauphin, and that lovely maid : K. Phi. Speak, citizens, for England ; who's If lusty love sliculd go in quest of beauty, your king?

Where should be find it fairer than in blanch? 1 Cit. The king of England, when we know if zealous love should go in search of virtue, the king

Where should be find it purer thaa in Blanch? K. Phi. Know him in us, that bere hold up If love ambitious sought a inatch of birth, his right.

Whose veins bound richer blood than lady K. John. In iis, that are our own great deputy,

Blanch? And bear possession of our person here ; Such as she is, in beauty, virtue, birth, Lord of our presence, Angiers, and of you. Is the young Dauphin every way complete : I Cit. A greater power than we, denies all If not complete, o say, he is not she;

And she again wants nothing, to name want, And, till it be undoubted, we do lock

I want it be not, that she is not be :
Our former scruple in our strong-barr'd gates : He is the ball part of a blessed inan,
King'd of our fears ; mul our fears, resolv'd, Left to be finished by such a she ;
Be by some certain king purg'd and depos'd. And she a fair divided excellence,
Bast. By leaven, these scroyles of Angiers Whose fulness of perfectiou lies in him.
flout you, kings;

Oh ! two such silver curreuts, when ibey join,
And stand securely on their battlements, Do glorify the banks that bound them in :
As in a theatre, whence they gape and point And two such shores to two sucb streams made
At your industrious scenes and acts of death.

one, Your royal presences be rul'd by ine ;

Two such controlling bounds shall you be, Do like the mutines of Jerusalem,

kings, Be friends a while, and both conjointly bend To these two princes, if you marry themn. Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town : This union shall do more than battery can, By east and west let France and England To our fast-closed gates ; for, at this match, monut

With switter spleen than powder can enforce, Their battering cannon, charged to the mouths ; The mouth of passage shall we fling wide ope, 'Till their soul-fearing clamours bave brawl'a Aud give you entrance; but, without this down

match, The Ainty ribs of this contemptuous city : The sea enraged is not hall so deaf, I'd play incessantly upon these jades,

Lions more confident, mountains and rocks Even till unfenced desolation

More free from niotion ; 110, not death bimseif Leave them as naked as the vulgar air.

In mortal fury half so peremptory,
That done, dissever your united strengths, As we to keep this city.
And part your mingled colours once again ;

Bast. Here's a stay,
Turn face to face, and bloody point to point: That shakes the rotten carcass of old deatb
Then, in a moinent, fortune shall cull forth Out of his rags ! Here's a large month, indeed,
Out of one side her happy minioni;

That spits forth death, and mountains, rocks, To whom in favonr she shall give the day,

and seas : And kiss him with a glorious viotory.

Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, How like you this wild counsel, mighty states ? As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs ! Smacks it not something of the policy?

What camioneer begot this lusty blood ? K. John. Now, by the sky that bangs above He speaks plain cannon, fire, aud sinoke, and our heads,

bounce ; I like it well ;-France, shall we knit our He gives the bastinado with bis tongue ; powers,

Our ears are cudgel'd; not a word of his, And lay this Algiers even with the ground; But buffets better than a fist of France : Then, after, right who shall be king of it? Zounds! I was never so bethuup'd with words,

Bast. An ir thou hast the mettle of a king, - Since I first call’d my brother's lather, dad. Being wrong'd, as we are, by this peevish Eli. Son, list to this conjunctiou, make this town,

match; Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery,

Give with our niece a dowry large enough : As we will our's, against these sancy walls : For by this knot thou sbalt so surely tie And when that we have dash'd ibein to the Thy now unsur'd assurance to the crown ground,

That yon green boy shall have no son lo ripe Why, then defy each other; and, pell-mell, The bloon that promiseth a mighty fruit. Make work upou ourselves, for hcaven, or hell. I see a yielding in the looks of France ; K. Phi. Let it be so :-Say, where will you Mark, how they whisper : urge them, while their assault ?

souls K. John. We from the west will send de- Are capable of this ambition ; struction

Lest zeal, now melted, by the windy breath Into this city's bosom.

Of soft petitions, pity, and remorse, Arist. I from the north.

Cool and congeal again to what it was. K. Phi. Our thunder from the south,

I Cit. Why answer not the double inajesties Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town. This friendly treaty of our threaten'd town! Bast. O prudent discipline! From north to K. Phi. Speak England first, that bath been south :

forward first Austria and France shoot in each other's To speak unto this city: What say you ? mouth :

K: John. If that the Dauphin there, thy Aside.

princely son, I'll stir them to it :-Corne, away, away ! Can in this book of beauty read, I love, 1 Cit. Hear is, great kings : vouchsafe a Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen: while to stay,

For Anjou, and fair Touraine, Maine, poic And I shall show you peace, aud fair-faced tiers, league ;

And all that we upon this side the sea Win you this city without stroke or wound; (Except this city now hy us besieg'd) Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds, Find liable to our crowu aud dignity,

Shall gild her bridal bed; and make her rich Some speedy messenger bid her repair
In titles, honours, aud promotions,

To our solemnity :- I trust we shall,
As she in beauty, education, blood,

If not fill up the ineasure of her will, Holds hand with any princess of the world. Yet in soine measure satisfy her so, K. Phi. What say'st thou, boy ? look in the That we shall stop her exclamation. lady's face.

Go we, as well as haste will suffer us, Lew. I do, my lord, and in her eye I find To this uulook'd for unprepared pomp. A wonder, or a wondrous miracle,

(Ereunt all but the BASTARD.-The Citi The shadow of myself form'd in her eye ;

ZENS retire from the wulls. Which, being but the shadow of your soll,

Bast. Mad world! mad kings! iad coile Becomes a sun, aud makes your son a shadow :

position ! I do protest, I never lov'd myself,

John, to stop Arthur's title in the whole, Till now iufixed I beheld myself,

Hath willingly departed with a part : Drawn in the flattering table of her eye.

And France, (whose armour conscience buck[Whispers with BLANCH.

led on; Bast. Drawn in the flattering table of her whom zeal and charity brought to the field, eye!

As God's own soldier,) rounded in the ear Hang'd' in the frowning wrinkle of her With that same purpose-changer, that sly devil ; brow!

That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith ; And quarter'd in her heart !-he doth espy Tuat daily break-vow; be that wins of all,

Himself love's traitor : This is pity now, of kings, of beygars, old men, young mell, That hang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there

niaids :should be,

Who having no external thing to lose lo such a love, so vile a lout as be.

But the word inaid, -cheats the poor maid of Blanch. My uncle's will, in this respect, is

that, mine :

That smooth-faced gentleman, tickling coinIf he see aught in you, that makes himn like,

modity, t
That any thing he sees, which moves his liking, Commodity, the bias of the world ;
I can with ease translate it to iny will;

The world, who of itself is peised I well,
Or, if you will, (to speak more properly,) Made to run even, upon event ground;
I will enforce it easily to my love.

Till ibis advantage, this vile drawing bias,
Further I will not flatter you my lord,

This sway of motion, this commodily, That all I see in you is worthy love,

Makes it take head from all inditterency, "Than this,--that nothing do I see in you, Froin all direction, purpose, course, intent : (Though churlish thoughts themselves should be And this same bias, ibis commodity. your judge,)

This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word, That I can find should merit any bate.

Clapp'd on the outward eye of tickle France, K. John. What say these young ones? What Hath drawn him from bis own determiu d aid, say yon, my niece ?

Froin a resolv'd and honourable war, Blanch. That she is bound in honour still To a most base and vile-coucluded do

And why rail I on this commodity ? What you in wisdom shall vonchsafe to say. But for because he bath not woo'd me yet : K. John. Speak then, prince Dauphin; can Not that I have the power to clutch my hand, you love this lady ?

When his far augels ♡ would salute my palm: Lew. Nay, ask me if I can refrain froin love ; But for my hand, as attempted yet, For I do love her most uufeigniedly.

Like a poor beggar, raileth on the rich. K. John. Then do I give Volquessen, Tou. Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail, raine, Maine,

And say,-there is no sin but to be rich; Poictiers, and Anjou, these five provinces, And being rich, my virtue then shall be, With her to thee, and this addition tore, To say,-there is no vice, but beggary : Full thirty thousand rrarks of English coin.- Since kings break faith upon commodity, Philip of France, if thou be pleas'd witbal, Gain be my lord ! for I will worship thee! Command thy son and daughter to join hands.

[Exit. K. Phi. it likes us well ;-Young princes,

close your hands. Aust. And your lips too; for, I am well as. sur'd,

That I did so, when I was first assur'd. *
K. Phi. Now, citizens of Angiers, ope your SCENE 1.-The same.- The French King's

Let in that amity which you have made :
For at saint Mary's chapel, presently,

The rites of marriage shall be soleniniz'd.- Const. Gone to be married ! gone to swear a
Is not the lady Constance in this troop ?
I know, she is not ; for this match, made up, False blood to false blood joiu'd! Gone to be
Her presence would have interrupted inuich :-

friends! Where is she and her gon? tell me, who knows. Shall Lewis have Blanch? and Blanch those Lex. She is sad and passionate at your high

provinces ? ness' tent. K. Phi. And, by my faith, this league, tbat Be well advis'd, tell o'er ihy tale again :

It is not so ; thou hast mispoke, misheard ; we have made,

It cannot be ; thou dost but say, 'tis so : Will give her sadness very little cure.

I trust, I may not trust thee ; for thy word
Brother of England, how may we content

Is but the vain breath of a common man :
This widow lady ? In her right we came; Believe me, I do not believe thee, man;
Whicbwe, God knows, bave turn'd another I have a king's oath to the contrary,

Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me, To our own vantage.

For I am sick, and capable || of fears ; K. John. We will heal up all ;

Oppress'd with wrongs, and therefore full of For we'll create young Arthur duke of Bre.


A widow, bushandless, subject to fears;
And earl of Richmond ; and this rich fair town
We make him lord of.-Call the lady Coti-
stance ;

• Conspired

+ Interest. # Poised, balanced.

Coin. • Affianced.

| Suscepusle,

peace !

A woman naturally born to fears;

The yearly course, that brings this day about, And though thou now confess, thou didst but Sball never see it but a holyday. jest,

Const. A wicked day, and not a holyday !With my vex'd spirits I cannot take a trnce,

(Rising But they will quake and tremble all this day. Wbat hath this day deserv'd, what hath it done, What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head ? That it in golden letters should be set, Why dost thou look so sadly on iny son? Among the high tides, in the kalendar ? What means that hand upon that breast of Nay, rather, turn this day out of the week; thine ?

This day of shame, oppression, perjury : Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum, Or, if it must stand still, let wives with cbild Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds ? Pray that their burdens may not fall this day, Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words? Lest that their hopes prodigiously be cross'd : Then speak again; not all thy former tale, But," on this day, let seamen fear no wreck ; But this one word, whether thy tale be true. No bargains break, that are not this day made : Sal. As true, as I believe you think them this day, all things begun come to ill end ; false,

Yea, faith itself to hollow falsehood change? That give you cause to prove my saying true. K. Phi. By heaven, lady, you shall bave no Const. 0 if you teach me to believe this

canse sorrow,

To curse the fair proceedings of this day : Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die; Have I not pawn'd to you my majesty ? And let belief and life encounter so,

Const. You have beguil'd me with a counAs doth the fury of two desperate men,


(tried, Which, in the very meeting, fall, and die.- Resembling majesty ; whick, being touch'd, and Lewis marry Blanch ! O boy, then where art Proves valueless : You are forsworn, forswom; thou?

You came in arms to spill mine enemies' blood, France friend with England / what becomes of But now in arms you strengthen it with your's. me

The grappling vigour and rough frown of war Fellow, be gone ; I cannot brook thy sight : Is cold in amity and painted peace, This newy hath made thee a most ugly man. And our oppression hath made up this league : Sal. What other harm bave I, good lady, Arın, arm, you heavens, against these perjur'd done,

kings! But spoke the harm that is by others done? A widow cries ; be husband to me, heavens !

Const. Which harın within itself so heinous is, Let not the hours of this ungodly day As it makes harmful all that speak of it.

Wear out the day in peace ; but, ere sunset, Arth. I do beseech you, madam, be content. Set armed discord 'twixt these perjur'd kings! Const. If thon, that bid'st me be content, Hear me, I hear me ! wert grim,

Aust. Lady Constance, peace. Ugly, and sland'rous to thy mother's womb, Const. War! war! no peace ! peace is to me Full of unpleasing blots, and sightless stains,

a war. Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious, O Lymoges ! O Austria! thou dost shame Patch'd with foul moles, and eye-offending That bloody spoil : Thou slave, thou wretch, marks,

thou coward ; I would not care, I then woold be content ;

Thou little valiant, great in villany! For then I should not love thee ; no, nor thou Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Become thy great birth, nor deserve a crown. Thou fortune's champion, that dost never fight But thou art fair ; and at thy birth, dear boy, But when her humourous ladyship is by Nature and fortune joiu'd to make thee great : To teach thee safety ! thou art perjur'd too, of nature's gifts thou may'st with lilies boast, And sooth’st up greatness. What a fool art And with the half blown rose : but fortune, oh !

thou ! She is corrupted, chang'd, and won from thee;

A ramping fool; to brag, and stamp, and swear, She adulterates hourly with thine uncle Jobn; Upon my party I Thou cold-blooded slave, And with her golden band bath pluck'd on Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side? France

Beiug sworn my soldier ? bidding me depend To tread down fair respect of sovereignty, Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength ? And made bis majesty the bawd of their's.

And dost thou now fall over to my foes? France is a bawd to fortune and king John; Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, That strumpet fortune, that usurping Jobn And hang a call's-skin on those recreant limbs. Tell me, thou fellow, is not France forsworn ? Aust. O that a man should speak those words Envenom him with words; or get thee gone,

to me! And leave those woes aloue, which I alone, Bast. And bang a calf's-skin on those reAm bound to under-bear.

creant limbs. Sal Pardon me, madam,

Aust. Thou dar'st not say so, villain, for thy I may not go without you to the kings.

life. Const. Thou may'st, thou shalt, I will not go

Bast. And hang a call's-skin on those rewith thee :

creant limbs. I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ;

K. John. We like not this ; thou dos. forget For grief is proud, and makes his owner stout.

thyself. To me, and to the state of my great grief, Let kings assemble ; for my grief's so great,

Enter PANDULPB. That no supporter but the huge firm earth

K. Phi. Here comes the holy legate of the Can hold it up : here I and sorrow sit ;

pope. Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. Pand. Hail, you anointed deputies of heaven!

(She throws herself on the ground. To thee, king John, mny boly errand is. Enter King JOHN, King

I Pandulpb, of fair Milan cardinal,

Philip, Lewis, And from pope Innocent the legate here, BLANCH, ELINOR, BASTARD, AUSTRIA, and Do, in his name, religiously demand, Attendants.

Why thou against the church, our holy mother, K. Phi. 'Tis true, fair daughter; and this So wilfully dost spurn : and, force perforce, blessed day,

Keep Stephen Langton, chosen archbishop Ever in France shall be kept festival :

of Canterbury, from that boly see? To solemnize this day, the glorious sun

This, in our 'foresaid holy father's name,
Stays in his course, and plays the alchemist; Pope Innocent, I do demand of thee.
Turuing, with splendour of his precious eye,
The meagre cloudy earth to glittering gold :

• But here means erorpt.

K. John. What earthly name to interrogato, Blanch. The lady Constance speaks not from ries,

her faith, Can task the free bieath of a sacred king? But from her need. Thou canst not, cardinal, devise a name

Const. 0 if thou grant my need, So slight, unworthy, and ridiculous,

Which only lives but by the death of faith, To charge me to an answer, as the pope. That need must needs infer this principle,Tell bin this tale ; and from the mouth of that faith would live again by death of need; England,

o then tread down my need, and faith mounts Add thus imich more,-That no Italian priest

up : Shall tithe or toll in our dominions ;

Keep my need up, and faith is trodden down. But as we under heaven are supreme head, K. John. The king is mov'd, and answers not 80, under bim, that great supremacy,

to this. Where we do reign, we will alone uphold,

Const. O be remov'd from him, and answer Witbout the assistance of a mortal baud :

well. So tell the pope ; all reverence set apart,

Aust. Do so, king Philip; hang no more in To bim and bis vsurp'd authority.

doubt. K. Phi. Brother of England, you blaspheme Bast. Hang nothing but a calf's-skin, most in this.

sweet lout. K. John. Though you, and all the kings of K. Phi. I am perplex'd, and know not what Christendom,

to say. Are led so grossly by this meddling priest, Pand. What can'st thou say, but will perplex Dreading the curse that money may buy out ;

thee more, And, by the merit of vile gold, dross, dust, If thou stand excommunicate and curs'd ? Purchase corrupted pardon of a man,

K. Pli. Good reverend father, make my perWho, in that sale, sells pardon from himself :

son your's, Thougb you, and all the rest, so grossly led, And tell me. bow you would bestow yourself. Tbis juggling witchcraft with revenue cherish; This royal band and mine are newly knit; Yet 1, alone, alone do me oppose

And the conjunction of our inward souls Against the pope, and count his friends my Married in league, coupled and link'd together foes.

With all religious streigth of sacred vows ; Pand. Then, by the lawful power that I The latest breath that gave the sound of words, have,

Was deep-sworu faith, peace, amity, true love, Thou shalt stand curs'd and excommunicate : Between our kingdoms, and our royal selves; And blessed shall be be, that doth revolt And even before this truce, but new before, From bis allegiance to an heretic;

No longer than we well could wash our hands, And meritorious sball that land be call'd, To clap this royal bargain up of peace,---Canonized, and worshipp'd as a saint,

Heaven knows, they were besmear'd and overThat takes away by any secret course

stain'd Thy hateful life.

With slaughter's pencil; where revenge did paint Const. O lawful let it be,

The fearful difference of incensed kings : That I bave room with Rome to curse a while ! And shall these bands, so lately purg'd of blood, Good father cardinal, cry thou Ainen

So newly join'd in love, so strong in both, To my keen curses ; for, without my wrong, Unyoke this seizure, and this kind regreet ? * There is no tongue hath power to curse bim Play fast and loose with faith? so jest with right.

heaven, Pand. There's law and warrant, lady, for my Make such unconstant children of ourselves, curse.

As now again to snatch our palm from palm; Const. Aud for mine too ; when law can do Unswear faith sworn; and on the marriage bed no right,

Of smiling peace to march a bloody host,
Let it be law ful that law bar no wrong:

And make a riot on the gentle brow
Law cannot give my child his kingdom here; Of true sincerity? O holy Sir,
For he, that holds his kingdom, holds the My reverend father, let it not be so :

Out of your grace, devise, ordain, impose Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong, Some gentle order; and then we shall be How can the law forbid my tongue to curse ?

bless'd Pand. Pbilip of France, on peril of a curse, To do your pleasure, and continue friends. Let go the hand of that arch-beretic;

Pand. All form is formless, order orderless, And raise the power of France upon his head Save what is opposite to England's love. Unless he do submit himself to Rome.

Therefore to arnis ! be champion of our church ! Eli. Look'st thou pale, France ? do not let go or let the church, our mother, breathe ber tby hand.

curse, Const. Look to that, devil! lest tbat France A mother's curse, on her revolting son. repent,

France, thou niay'st hold a serpent by the And, by disjoining hands, hell lose a soul.

tongue. Aust. King Philip, listen to the cardinal. A cased lion by the mortal paw, Bast. And hang a calf's-skin on bis recreant A fasting tiger safer by the tooth, limbs.

Than keep in peace that band which thou dost Aust. Well, russian, I must pocket up these

hold. wrongs,

K. Phi. I may disjoin my hand, but not my Berause

faith. Bast. Your breeches best may carry them. Pand. So mak'st thou faith an enemy to K. John. Philip, what say'st thou to the car. And, like a civil war, set'st oath to oath, (faith ; dinal ?

Thy tongue against thy tongue. 0 let thy vow Const. What should he say, but as the car. First made to heaven, first be to heaven per dinal 3

form'd; Lew. Bethink you, fatber; for the difference That is, to be the cbampion of our church ! Is, purchase of a heavy curse from Rome, What since thou swor’si, is sworn against thy. Or the light loss of England for a friend :

self, Forego the easier.

And may not be performed by thyself : Blanch. That's the curse of Rome.

For that, which thou hast sworn io do anriss, Const. O Lewis, staud fast; the devil tempts is not aniss when it is truly done ; thee bere;

And being not done, where doing tends to III, In likeness of a new antrimmed • bride. The truth is then most done not doing it: • Undressed.

• Exchange of salutation.

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