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That you have bid us ask his liberty ;
Pem. This is the man should do the bloody deed;
Sal. The colour of the king doth come and go,
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 cure.
Pem. Indeed, we heard how near his death he was 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 Think you, I bear the shears of destiny? [me? Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
Sal. It is apparent foul-play; and 'tis shame,
· His consciousness of guilt, and his design to conceal it by fair professions.
. À metaphor taken from an impostumated tumour.
Pem. Stay yet, lord Salisbury; I'll go with thee, And find th’ 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. K. John. They burn in indignation; I repent; There is no sure foundation set on blood; No certain life achiev'd by others' death.
Enter a Messenger. A fearful eye thou hast; Where is that blood, That I have seen inhabit in those cheeks? So foul a sky clears not without a storm : Pour down thy weather :-How goes all in France ?
Mess. From France to England.—Never such a For any foreign preparation,
power Was levied in the body of a land! The copy of your speed is learn'd by them; For, when you should be told they do prepare, The tidings come, that they are all arriv'd.
K. John. O, where hath our intelligence been drunk?
My liege, her ear
K. John. Withhold thy speed, dreadful occasion !
ow'd for own'd.
How wildly then walks' my estate in France ! Under whose conduct came those powers of France, That thou for truth giv'st out, are landed here? Mess. Under the Dauphin.
Enter Philip and PETER OF POMFRET. K. John.
Thou hast made me giddy With these ill tidings.--Now, what says the world To your proceedings ? do not seek to stuff My head with more ill news, for it is full.
Phil. But, if you be afeard to hear the worst, Then let the worst, unheard, fall on your head.
K. John. Bear with me, cousin; for I was amaz’d
Phil. How I have sped among the clergymen,
K. John. Thou idle dreamer, wherefore didst thou
Peter. Foreknowing that the truth will fall out so.
K. John. Hubert, away with him; imprison him; And on that day at noon, whereon, he says, I shall yield up my crown, let him be hang'd : Deliver him to safety, and return,
· How ill go my affairs in France !
For I must use thee.-0 my gentle cousin,
[Exit HUBERT, with PETER. Hear'st thou the news abroad, who are arriv'd ? Phil. The French, my lord; men's mouths are full
Gentle kinsman, go,
I will seek them out.
[Exit. K. John. Spoke like a spriteful noble gentleman.Go after him; for he, perhaps, shall need Some messenger betwixt me and the peers; And be thou he. Mess. With all my heart, my liege. [Exit. K. John. My mother dead !
K. John. Five moons ?
Old men, and beldams, in Do prophecy upon it dangerously: (the streets Young Arthur's death is common in their mouths : And when they talk of him, they shake their heads,
And whisper one another in the ear;
K. John. Why seek'st thou to possess me with these
Hub. Here is your hand and seal for what I did.
This plainly hints at Davidson's case, in the affair of Mary Queen of Scots.-WARBURTON. It is extremely probable that our author meant to pay his court to Elizabeth by this covert apology for her conduct to Mary.-MALONE.