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out so.

[kill him.

But as I travell'd hither through the land, And he that speaks, doth gripe the hearer's I find the people strangely fantasied ;

wrist ; Possess'd with rumours, full of idle dreams, Whilst he that hears, makes fearful action, Not knowing what they fear, but full of fear : With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling And here's a prophet, that I brought with me eyes. From forth the streets of Pomfret, whom II saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, found

The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With many hundreds treading on his hcels ; With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; To whom he sung, in rude harsh-sounding Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, rhymes,

Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste That, ere the next Ascension-day at noon, Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet,) Your highness should deliver up your crown. Told of a many thousand warlike French, K. John. Thou idle dreamer, wherefore That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent; didst thou so ?

Another lean unwash'd artificer Peter. Foreknowing that the truth will fall Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.

K. John. Why seek'st thou to possess me K. John. Hubert, away with him ; im- with these fears? prison him :

Why urgest thou so oft young Arthur's death? And on that day at noon, whereon, he says, Thy hand hath murder'd him: I had a I shall yield up my crown, let him be hang'd. mighty cause Deliver him to safety; and return, [Peter. To wish him dead, but thou hadst none to For I must use thee.- (Exit Hubert, with Hub. Had none, my lord! why, did you O my gentle cousin, not provoke me?

[attended Hear'st thou the news abroad, who are ar- K. John. It is the curse of kings, to be riv'd ?

(are full of it ; By slaves, that take their humours for a warrant Bıst. The French, my lord ; men's mouths To break within the bloody house of life ; Besides, I met Lord Bigot, and Lord Salis- And, on the winking of authority, bury,

To understand a law; to know the meaning (With eyes as red as new-enkindled fire.) Of dangerous majesty, when, perchance, it And others more, going to seek the grave

frowns Of Arthur, who, they say, is kill'd to-night More upon humour than advis'd respect. On your suggestion.

Hub. Here is your hand and seal for what K. John. Gentle kinsman, go,

I did.

[heaven and earth And thrust thyself into their companies : K. John. O, when the last account 'twixt I have a way to win their loves again; Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal Bring them before me.

Witness against us to damnation ! Bast.

I will seek them out. How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds, K. John. Nay, but make haste; the better Make ill deeds done! Hadst not thou been by, foot before.

A feliow by the hand of nature mark'd, 0, let me have no subject enemies,

Quoted, and sign'd, to do a deed of shame, When adverse foreigners affright my towns This murder had not come into my mind : With dreadful pomp of stout invasion ! But, taking note of thy abhorr'd aspect, Be Mercury, set feathers to thy heels, Finding thee fit for bloody villainy, And fly like thought from them to me again. Apt, liable to be employ'd in danger, Bast. The spirit of the time shall teach me I faintly broke with thee of Arthur's death; speed.

And thou, to be endeared to a king, K. John. Spoke like a spriteful noble Made it no conscience to destroy a prince. gentleman.(Exit Bastard. Hub. My lord,

(or made a pause, Go after him ; for he, perhaps, shall need K. John. Hadst thou but shook thy head, Some messenger betwixt me and the peers ; When I spake darkly what I purposed, And be thou he.

Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face, Mess. With all my heart, my liege. [Exit. As bid me tell my tale in express words, K. John. My mother dead !

Deep shame had struck me dumb, made me Re-enter Hubert.

break off,

[in me : Hub. My lord, they say, five moons were And those thy fears might have wrought fears seen to-night :

But thou didst understand me by my signs, Four fixed ; and the fifth did whirl about And didst in signs again parley with sin ; The other four in wondrous motion.

Yea, without stop, didst let thy heart consent, K. John. Five moons !

And consequently thy rude hand to act Hub. Old men, and beldams, in the streets The deed, which both our tongues held vile to Do prophesy upon it dangerously: [mouths : Young Arthur's death is common in their Out of my sight, and never see me more! And when they talk of him, they shake their My nobles leave me ; and my state is bravid, And whisper one another in the ear; [heads, Even at my gates, with ranks of foreign powers:


you beheld,

Nay, in the body of this fleshly land,

Sal. The king hath dispossess'd himself of This kingdom, this confine of blood and breath, We will not line his thin bestained cloak (us : Hostility and civil tumult reigns

With our pure honours, nor attend the foot Between my conscience and my cousin's death. That leaves the print of blood where'er it walks.

Hub. Arm you against your other enemies, Return, and tell him so : we know the worst. I'll make a peace between your soul and you. Bast. Whate'er you think, good words, I Young Arthur is alive : this hand of mine

think, were best.

[son now. Is yet a maiden and an innocent hand,

Sal. Our griess, and not our manners, reaNot painted with the crimson spots of blood. Bast. But there is little reason in your grief ; Within this bosom never enter'd yet

Therefore, 'twere reason you had manners now. The dreadful motion of a murderous thought ; Pem. Sir, sir, impatience hath his privilege. And you have slander d nature in my form, Bast. "Tis true ; to hurt his master, no man Which, howsoever rude exteriorly,

else. Is yet the cover of a fairer mind

Sal. This is the prison :—what is he lies here? Than to be butcher of an innocent child.

[Seeing Arthur. K. John. Doth Arthur live? O, haste thee Pem. O death, made proud with pure and to the peers,

princely beauty ! Throw this report on their incensèd rage, The earth had not a hole to hide this deed. and make them tame to their obedience ! Sal. Murder, as hating what bimself hath Forgive the comment that my passion made Doth lay it open to urge on revenge. [done, Upon thy feature ; for my rage was blind, Big. Or, when he doom'd this beauty to a And foul imaginary eyes of blood

grave, Presented thee more hideous than thou art. Found it too precious-princely for a grave. 0, answer not; but to my closet bring

Sal. Sir Richard, what think you? Have The angry lords, with all expedient haste; I conjure thee but slowly ; run more fast. Or have you read, or heard ? or could you think?

[Exeunt. Or do you almost think, although you see,

That you do see ? could thought, without this SCENE III.-Northampton. Before the object, Castle.

Form such another? This is the very top,

The height, the crest, or crest unto the crest, Enter Arthur, on the walls.

Of murder's arm : this is the bloodiest shame, Arth. The wall is high ; and yet will I leap The wildest savagery, the vilest stroke,

That ever wall-ey'd wrath, or staring rage, Good ground, be pitiful, and hurt me not ! - Presented to the tears of soft remorse. There's few, or none, do know me : if they did, Pem. All murders past do stand excus'd in This ship-boy's semblance hath disguis'd me And this, so sole and so unmatchable, (this; I am afraid ; and yet I'll venture it. [quite. Shall give a holiness, a purity, Ii I get down, and do not break my limbs, To the yet unbegotten sin of times ; I'll find a thousand shifts to get away : And prove a deadly bloodshed but a jest, As good to die and go, as die and stay. Exampled by this heinous spectacle.

(Leaps down. Bast. It is a damned and a bloody work ; Ome! my uncle's spirit is in these stones :- The graceless action of a heavy hand, Heaven take my soul, and England keep my If that it be the work of any hand. bones.

Dies. Sal. If that it be the work of any hand ?--Enter Pembroke, Salisbury, and Bigot. We had a kind of light, what would ensue : Sal. Lords, I will meet him at Saint Ed. It is the shameful work of Hubert's hand ; mund's-Bury :

The practice, and the purpose, of the king :It is our safety, and we must embrace From whose obedience I forbid my soul, This gentle offer of the perilous time. Kneeling before this ruin of sweet life, Pern. Who brought that letter from the And breathing to his breathless excellence cardinal ?

The incense of a vow, a holy vow, Sal. The count Melun, a noble lord of Never to taste the pleasures of the world,

Never to be infected with delight, Whose private with me of the Dauphin's love, Nor conversant with ease and idleness, is much more general than these lines import. Till I have set a glory to this hand, Big. To-morrow morning let us meet him, By giving it the worship of revenge. [words.

[be Pem. Big. Our souls religiously confirm thy Sal. Or rather, then set forward ; for 'twill

Enter Hubert. Two long days' journey,

lords, or e'er we meet. Hub. Lords, I am hot with haste in seeking Enter the Bastard.

you : Bast. Once more to-day well met, distem- Arthur doth live; the king hath sent for you. per'd lords !

Sal. O, he is bold, and blushes not at Theking by me requests your presence straight. I


France ;


death :

I say:

Araunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone ! And if thou want'st a cord, the smallest thread Hub. I am no villain.

(law? That ever spider twisted from her womb Sal. [Drawing his sword.] Must I rob the Will serve to strangle thee ; a rush will be a Bast. Your sword is bright, sir ; put it up beam again.

To hang thee on; or wouldst thou drown thySal. Not till I sheathe it in a murderer's skin. Put but a little water in a spoon, (sell, Hub. Stand back, lord Salisbury, stand back, And it shall be as all the ocean,

[yours : Enough to stifle such a villain up.By heaven, I think my sword's as sharp as I do suspect thee very grievously. I would not have you, lord, forget yourself, Hub. If I in act, consent, or sin of thought, Nor tempt the danger of my true defence ; Be guilty of the stealing that sweet breath Lest I, by marking of your rage, forget Which was embounded in this beauteous clay, Your worth, your greatness, and nobility. Let hell want pains enough to torture me! Big. Out, dunghill! dar'st thou brave a I left him well. nobleman ?

Bast. Go, bear him in thine arms.Hub. Not for my life : but yet I dare defend I am amaz'd, methinks; and lose my way My innocent life against an emperor. Among the thorns and dangers of this world.Sal. Thou art a murderer.

How easy dost thou take all England up ! Hub.

Do not prove me so : From forth this morsel of dead royalty, Yet, I am none : whose tongue soe'er speaks The life, the right, the truth of all this realm false,

Is fled to heaven; and England now is left Not truly speaks ; who speaks not truly, lies. To tug and scamble, and to part by the teeth Pem. Cut him to pieces.

The unow'd interest of proud swelling state. Bast.

Keep the

peace, say. Now for the bare-pick'd bone of majesty Sal. Stand by, or I shall gall you, Faulcon- Doth dogged war bristle his angry crest, bridge.

[bury : And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace : Bast. Thou wert better gall the devil, Salis- Now powers from home, and discontents at If thou but frown on me, or stir thy foot,

Or teach thy hasty spleen to do me shame, Meet in one line ; and vast confusion waits,
I'll strike thee dead. Put up thy sword betime : (As doth a raven on a sick-fallen beast,)
Or I'll so maul


your toasting-iron, The imminent decay of wrested pomp. That you shall think the devil is come from Now happy he, whose cloak and cincture can hell.

Hold out this tempest. Bear away that child, Big. What wilt thou do, renowned Faulcon- And follow me with speed : I'll to the king : Second a villain and a murderer? [bridge? A thousand businesses are brief in hand, Hub. Lord Bigot, I am none.

And heaven itself doth frown upon the land. Big Who kill'd this prince?

[Exeunt. Hub. 'Tis not an hour since I left him well: I honour'd him, I lov'd him ; and will weep My date of life out for his sweet life's loss.

ACT V. Sal. Trust not those cunning waters of his

SCENE I.--Northampton. A Room in the For villainy is not without such rheum ; [eyes,

And he, long traded in it, makes it seeni
Like rivers of remorse and innocency.

Enter King John, Pandulpho with the crown,

and Attendants. Away with me, all you whose souls abhor Th' uncleanly savours of a slaughter-house ; K. John. Thus have I yielded up into your For I am stifled with this smell of sin. (there! The circle of my glory.

[hand Big. Away toward Bury, to the Dauphin Pand. [Giving John the crown.] Take again Pem. There, tell the king, he may enquire From this my hand, as holding of the pope, us out.

[Excunt Lords. Your sovereign greatness and authority. Bast. Here's a good world --Knew you of K. John. Now keep your holy word : go this fair work?

meet the French ; Beyond the infinite and boundless reach And from his holiness use all your power Of mercy, if thou didst this deed of death, To stop their marches, 'fore we are inflam'd. Art thou damn'd, Hubert.

Our discontented counties do revolt ; Hub.

Do but hear me, sir :- Our people quarrel with obedience ; Bast. Ha! I'll tell thee what; [black; Swearing allegiance, and the love of soul, Thou art damn'd as black-nay, nothing is so To stranger blood, to foreign royalty. Thou art more deep damn'd than Prince Luci- This inundation of mistemper'd'humour There is not yet so ugly a fiend of hell [ser: Rests by you only to be qualified : As thou shalt be, if thou didst kill this child. Then pause not ; for the present time's so sick, Hub. Upon my soul,

That present medicine must be minister'd, Bast.

If thou didst but consent Or overthrow incurable ensues. To this most cruel act, do but despair ;

Pand. It was my breath that blew this tem

(pest up, Upon your stubborn usage of the pope : Mocking the air with colours idly spread, But since you are a gentle convertite,

And find no check? Let us, my liege, to arms: My tongue shall hush again this storm of war, Perchance, the cardinal cannot make your And make fair weather in your blustering land. Or if he do, let it at least be said, (peace; On this Ascension-day, remember well, They saw we had a purpose of defence. Upon your oath of service to the pope,

K. John. Have thou the ordering of this Go I to make the French lay down their arms.

present time.

[I know, (Exit. Bast. Away then, with good courage ! yet, K. John. Is this Ascension-day? Did not Our party may well meet a prouder foe. the prophet

(Exeunt. Say, that before Ascension-day at noon,

SCENE II.--A Plain, near St. Edmund'sMy crown I should give off? Even so I have :

Bury. The French Camp.
I did suppose it should be on constraint ;
But, heaven be thank'd, it is but voluntary.

Enter, in arms, Lewis, Salisbury, Melun,
Enter the Bastard.

Pembroke, Bigot, and Soldiers. Bast. All Kent hath yielded ; nothing there Lew. My lord Melun, let this be copied out, holds out,

And keep it safe for our remembrance : But Dover castle : London hath receiv'd, Return the precedent to these lords again ; Like a kind host, the Dauphin and his powers: That, having our fair order written down, Your nobles will not hear you, but are gone. Both they, and we, perusing o'er these notes, To offer service to your enemy;

May know wherefore we took the sacrament, And wild amazement hurries up and down And keep our faiths firm and inviolable. The little number of your doubtful friends. Sal. Upon our sides it never shall be broken. K. John. Would not my lords return to me And, noble Dauphin, albeit we swear again,

A voluntary zeal, and unurg'd faith, After they heard young Arthur was alive? To your proceedings; yet, believe me, prince, Bast. They found him dead, and cast into I am not glad that such a sore of time the streets ;

Should seek a plaster by contemn'd revolt, An empty casket, where the jewel of life And heal the inveterate canker of one wound, By some dainn'd hand was robb'd and ta'en By making many. O, it grieves my soul, away.

[live. That I must draw this metal from my side K. John. The villain Hubert told me he did To be a widow-maker ! O, and there, Bast. So, on my soul, he did, for aught he Where honourable rescue, and defence, knew.

(sad ? Cries out upon the name of Salisbury : But wherefore do you droop? why look you But such is the infection of the time, Be great in act, as you have been in thought ; That, for the health and physic of our right, Let aot the world see fear, and sad distrust, We cannot deal but with the very hand Govern the motion of a kingly eye :

Of stern injustice and confused wrong.Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire; And is't not pity, O, my grieved friends! Threaten the threatener, and outface the brow That we, the sons and children of this isle, Of bragging horror ; so shall inferior eyes, Were born to see so sad an hour as this; That borrow their behaviours from the great, Wherein we step after a stranger march Grow great by your example, and put on Upon her gentle bosom, and fill up The dauntless spirit of resolution.

Her enemies' ranks, (I must withdraw, and Away, and glister like the god of war, Upon the spot of this enforced cause,) (weep When he intendeth to become the field : To grace the gentry of a land remote, Show boldness, and aspiring confidence. And follow unacquainted colours here? (move! What, shall they seek the lion in his den, What, here?-onation, that thou couldst reAnd fright him there? and make him tremble That Neptune's arms, who clippeth thee about, O, let it not be said !-Forage, and run (there? Would bear thee from the knowledge of thyTo meet displeasure farther from the doors, And grapple thee unto a pagan shore ; [self, And grapple with him ere he comes so nigh. Where these two Christian armies might comK. John. The legate of the pope hath been The blood of malice in a vein of league, [bine

And not to spend it so unneighbourly ! And I have made a happy peace with him ; Lew. A noble temper dost thou show in this : And he hath promis d to dismiss the powers And great affections wrestling in thy bosom Led by the Dauphin.

Do make an earthquake of nobility. Bast.

O inglorious league ! O, what a noble combat hast thou fought, Shall we, upon the footing of our land, Between compulsion, and a brave respect ! Send fair-play orders, and make compromise, Let me wipe off this honourable dew, Insinuation, parley, and base truce,

That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks : To arms invasive ? shall a beardless boy, My heart hath melted at a lady's tears, A cocker'd silken wanton, brave our fields, Being an ordinary inundation ; And flesh his spirit in a warlike soil,

But this effusion of such manly drops,

with me,

This shower, blown up by tempest of the soul, Till my attempt so much be glorified,
Startles mine eyes, and makes me more amaz'd As to my ample hope was promised
Than had I seen the vaulty top of heaven Before I drew this gallant head of war,
Figur'd quite o'er with burning meteors. And culld these fiery spirits from the world,
Lift up thy brow, renowned Salisbury, To outlook conquest, and to win renown
And with a great heart heave away this storm : Even in the jaws of danger and of death.--
Commend these waters to those baby eyes,

[Trumpet sounds. That never saw the giant-world enrag'd; What lusty trumpet thus doth summon us? Nor met with fortune other than at feasts,

Enter the Bastard, attended. Full warm of blood, of mirth, of gossiping. Bast. According to the fair play of the Come, come; for thou shalt thrust thy hand as world, Into the purse of rich prosperity, [deep Let me have audience; I am sent to speak :As Lewis himself :---so, nobles, shall you all, My holy lord of Milan, from the king That knit your sinews to the strength of mine.- I come, to learn how you have dealt for him ; Enter Pandulpho, attended.

And, as you answer,

do know the scope And even there, methinks, an angel spake : And warrant limited unto my tongue. Look, where the holy legate comes apace,

Pand. The Dauphin is tov wilful-opposite, To give us warrant from the hand of heaven, And will not temporize with my entreaties; And on our actions set the name of right He flatly says, he'll not lay down his arms. With holy breath.

Bast. By all the blood that ever fury breath'd, Pand. Hail, noble prince of France ! The youth says well.-Now, hear our English The next is this, -king John hath reconcil'd king ; Himself to Rome; his spirit is come in, For thus his royalty doth speak in me. That so stood out against the holy church, He is prepard; and reason, too, he should : The great metropolis and see of Rome: This apish and unmannerly approach, 'Therefore, thy threat'ning colours now wind This harness'd masque, and unadvised revel, And tame the savage spirit of wild war, [up; This unhair'd sauciness, and boyish troops, That, like a lion foster'd up at hand,

The king doth smile at; and is well prepard It may lie gently at the foot of peace, To whip this dwarfish war, these pigmy arms, And be no further harmful than in show. From out the circle of his territories.

Lew. Your grace shall pardon me, I will not That hand, which had the strength, even at I am too high-born to be propertied, [back :

your door, To be a secondary at control,

To cudgel you, and make you take the hatch; Or useful serving-man, and instrument, To dive, like buckets, in concealed wells; To any sovereign state throughout the world. To crouch in litter of your stable planks ; Your breath first kindled the dead coal of wars To lie, like pawns, lock'd up in chests and Between this chastis'd kingdom and myself,

trunks; And brought in matter that should feed this fire: To hug with swine ; to seek sweet safety out And now 'tis far too huge to be blown out In vaults and prisons; and to thrill, and shake, With that same weak wind which enkindled it. Even at the crying of your nation's crow, You taught me how to know the face of right, Thinking his voice an armed Englishman ;Acquainted me with interest to this land, Shall that victorious hand be feebled here, Yea, thrust this enterprise into my heart ; That in your chambers gave you chastisement? And come you now to tell me, John hath made No! Know, the gallant monarch is in arins ; His peace with Rome? What is that peace to And, like an eagle o'er his aiery, towers, I, by the honour of my marriage-bed, [mc? To souse annoyance that comes near his nest.After young Arthur, claim this land for mine ; And you degenerate, you ingrate revolts, And, now it is half-conquer'd, must I back, You bloody Neroes, ripping up the womb Because that John hath made his peace with Of your dear mother England, blush for shame; Rome?

[borne, For your own ladies, and pale-visag'd maids, Am I Rome's slave? What penny hath Rome Like amazons, come tripping after drums, What men provided, what munition sent,

Their thimbles into armed gauntlets change, To underprop this action ? is't not I,

Their neelds to lances, and their gentle hearts That undergo this charge? who else but I, To fierce and bloody inclination. And such as to my claim are liable,

Lew. There end thy brave, and turn thy Sweat in this business, and maintain this war?

face in peace;

(well : Have I not heard these islanders shout out, We grant thou canst outscold us : fare thee l'ive le roy! as I have bank'd their towns? We hold our time too precious to be spent Have I not here the best cards for the game, With such a brabbler. To win this easy match, play'd for a crown? Pand

Give me leave to speak. And shall I now give o'er the yielded set? Bast. No, I will speak. No, on my soul, it never shall be said. (work. Lew.

We will attend to neither.-Pand. You look but on the outside of this Strike up the drums ; and let the tongue of war Low. Outside or inside, I will not return Plead for our interest, and our being here.

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