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Of all his people shall revolt from him.
If you say, Ay, the King will not say, No.
[Exeunt the CARDINAL and LEWwis.
ACT THE FOURTH.
A Room in a Castle.
Enter HUBERT, with Irons in his Hand, and Twe EXECUTIONERS.
Hub. Heat me these irons hot: and, look thou stand
Within the arras: when I strike my foot
Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forth;
And bind the boy, which you shall find with me:-
Exec. I hope, your warrant will bear out the deed. Hub. Uncleanly scruples! Fear not you:-look [Exeunt EXECUTIONERS. Young lad, come forth; I have to say with you.
Arth. Good morrow, Hubert.
Hub. Good morrow, little Prince.
Arth. As little prince (having so great a title To be more prince,) as may be.-You are sad. Hub. Indeed, I have been merrier.
Arth. Mercy on me!
Methinks, nobody should be sad but I:
Is it my fault, that I was Geffrey's son?
Arth. Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale to day:
Hub. His words do take possession of my bosom.Read here, young Arthur. [Gives him a Warrant.
How now, foolish rheum!—
I must be brief; lest resolution drop
Out at mine eyes, in tender womanish tears.-
Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect: Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes? Hub, Young boy, I must.
Arth. And will you?
Hub, And I will.
Arth. Have you the heart? When your head did but ache,
I knit my handkerchief about your brows,
And with my hand at midnight held your head;
Hub, I have sworn to do it;
And with hot irons must I burn them out.
Arth. And if an angel should have come to me, And told me, Hubert should put out mine eyes, I would not have believ'd him: no tongue, but Hubert's.
Hub. Come forth.
[HUBERT stamps, and the EXECUTIONERS enter with the Irons and Cords.
Do as I bid you,
Arth. O, save me, Hubert, save me! my eyes are out,
Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men.
Hub. Give me the iron, I say, and bind him here. Arth. Alas, what need you be so boist'rous rough? I will not struggle, I will stand stone-still. For Heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert! drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb ;
I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word,
Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you,
Hub. Go, stand within; let me alone with him.
Hub. Come, boy, prepare yourself.
Hub. None, but to lose your eyes.
Arth. O Heaven!-that there were but a mote in
A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wand'ring hair,
Then, feeling what small things are boist'rous there,
Hub. Is this your promise? Go to, hold your tongue.
Arth. Let me not hold my tongue; let me not,
Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue,
Hub. I can heat it, boy.
Arth. No, in good sooth; the fire is dead with grief;
The breath of Heaven hath blown his spirit out,
And strew'd repentant ashes on his head.
Hub. But with my breath I can revive it, boy. Arth. And if you do, you will but make it blush, And glow with shame of your proceedings, Hubert, Hub. I will not touch thine eyes,
For all the treasure that thine uncle owes.
Arth. O, now you look like Hubert! all this while You were disguised,
Hub. Peace: no more;
Your uncle must not know but you are dead.--
Arth. O Heaven!-I thank you, Hubert.
Hub. Silence; no more: Go closely in with me; Much danger do I undergo for thee.
Flourish of Drums and Trumpets.
KING JOHN upon his Throne, ESSEX, PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and ENGLISH GENTLEMEN, discovered. K. John. Here once again we sit, once again crown'd,
And look'd upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes.
Pem. This once again, but that your highness pleas'd,
Was once superfluous: you were crown'd before,
Sal. Therefore, to be possess'd with double pomp,