Pand. I will denounce a curse upon his head. K. Phil. Thou shalt not need. England, I'll fall from thee. Conft. O fair return of banifh'd Majesty! Eli. O foul revolt of French inconftancy! K. John. France, thou fhalt rue this hour within this hour. Faul. Old time the clock-fetter, that bald fexton time, Is it, as he will? well then, France shall rue. Blanch. The fun's o'ercaft with blood: fair day, adieu! Which is the fide that I must go withal? Lewis. Lady, with me, with me thy fortune lies. Blanch. There where my fortune lives, there my life dies. K. John. Coufin, go draw our puiffance together. [Exit Faulconbridge. France, I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath, A rage, whofe heat hath this condition That nothing can allay, nothing but blood, K. Phil. Thy rage fhall burn thee up, and thou fhalt turn To afhes, ere our blood shall quench that fire: Look to thyself, thou art in jeopardy. K. John. No more than he that threats. To arms, F let's hie. I [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE IV. Changes to a Field of Battle. Alarms, Excurfions: Enter Faulconbridge, with Faulc. W, by my life, this day grows wond'rous hot; Now, * Some airy devil hovers in the sky, And pours down mifchief. Auftria's head lie there.— Thus hath King Richard's fon perform'd his vow, And offer'd Auftria's blood for facrifice Unto his father's ever-living foul. Enter King John, Arthur, and Hubert, K. John. There, Hubert, keep this boy. Richard, make up; My mother is alfailed in our tent, And ta'en, I fear. Faul. My Lord, I refcu'd her : 3 Some airy devil. ] We must read, Some fiery devil, if we will have the cause equal to the effect. WARBURTON. There is no end of fuch alterations; every page of a vehement and negligent writer will afford opportunities for changes of terms, if mere propriety will [Exeunt. juftify them. Not that of this change the propriety is out of controversy. Dr. Warburton will have the devil fiery, because he makes the day bot; the author makes him airy, because be bovers in the fky, and the heat and mischief are natural confequences of his malignity. SCENE V. Alarms, Excurfions, Retreat. Re-enter King John, Elinor, Arthur, Faulconbridge, Hubert, and Lords. K. John, So fhall it be-your Grace fhall ftay behind [To Elinor. So ftrongly guarded-Coufin, look not fad, [To Arthur. Thy grandam loves thee, and thy uncle will Ufe our commiffion in its utmoft force. 2 Faulc. 3 Bell, book, and candle fhall not drive me back, When gold and filver beck me to come on. I leave your highnefs-Grandam, I will pray (If ever I remember to be holy) For your fair fafety; fo I kifs your hand. Eli. Farewel, my gentle coufin. K. John. Coz, farewel. [Exit Faulc. Eli. Come, hither, little kinsinan ;-hark, a word. [Taking him to one fide of the stage. K. John. [To Hubert on the other fide. Come hither, Hubert. O my gentle Hubert, Hub. I am much bounden to your Majesty, K. John. Good friend, thou haft no caufe to fay fo But thou shalt have-and creep time ne'er fo flow, I had a thing to fay-but, let it go: Had bak'd thy blood and made it heavy thick, 4 Sound ON unto the drowfie race of night;] We should read, Gg 4 WARBURTON. (A paffion 3 (A paffion hateful to my purposes) K. John. Do not I know, thou would'ft? And, wherefoe'er this foot of mine doth tread, Hub. And I'll keep him fo, That he fhall not offend your Majefty. K. John. Death. Hub. My Lord? K. John. A grave. Hub. He fhall not live. K. John. Enough. I could be merry now. Remember: Well, I'll not fay what I intend for thee: Hubert, I love thee; -Madam, fare you well. [Returning to the Queen. I'll fend those pow'rs o'er to your Majesty, Eli. My bleffing go with thee! K. John. For England, coufin, go. Hulert fhall be your man, t'attend on you toward Calais, ho! With all true duty; on, [Exeunt. SCENE |