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Set thou at liberty! the fat ribs of peace
Hubert shall be your man, attend on you Must by the hungry now be fed upon.
With all true duly. – On toward Calais, ho! (Exeunt. Use our commission in his utmost force! Bast. Bell, book, and candle, shall not drive me back, SCENE IV. - The same. The French King's tent. When gold and silver becks me to come on. Enter King PuillP, Lewis, PandOLPH, und AttenI leave your highness. — Grandam, I will pray
dants. (If ever I remember to be holy,).
K. Phi. So, by a roaring tempest on the flood, For your fair safety; so I kiss your hand.
A whole armado of convicted sail Eli. Farewell, my gentle cousiu !
Is scatter'd and disjoin'd from fellowship. K. John. Coz, farewell!
(Exit Bastard. Pand. Courage and comfort! all shall yet go srell. Eli. Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a word ! K. Phi. What can go well, when we have run so ill?
(She takes Arthur aside. Are we not beaten? Is not Angiers lost? K.John. Come hither, Hubert! O my gentle Hubert, Arthur ta'en prisoner? divers dear friends slain? We owe thee much ; within this wall of flesh
And bloody England into England gone, There is a soul, counts thee her creditor,
O’erbearing interruption, spite of France ? And with advantage means to pay thy love.
Lew. What he hath won, that hath he fortified: And, my good friend, thy voluntary oath
So bot a speed with such advice dispos’d, Lives in this bosom, dearly cherished.
Such temperate order in so fierce a cause, Give me thy hand! I had a thing to say,
Doth want example. Who hath read, or heard, But I will fit it with some better time.
Of any kindred action like to this? By heaven, Hubert, I am almost asham'd
K. Phi. Well could I bear, that England had this To say, what good respect I have of thee.
praise, Hub, I am much bounden to your majesty.
So we could find some pattern of our shame. K. John. Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so
Enter Coxstance. yet,
Look, who comes here! a grave unto a soul, But thou shalt have, and creep time ne'er so slow, Holding the eternal spirit, against her will, Yet it shall come, for me to do thee good.
In the vile prison of afflicted breath. I had a thing to say, — But let it go :
I pr’ythee, lady, go away with me! The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day,
Cunst. Lo, now! now see the issue of your peace ! Attended with the pleasures of the world,
K. Phi. Patience, good lady! comfort, gentle Cor Is all too wanton, and too full of gawds,
stance ! To give me audience. - Ifthe midnight bell
Const. No, I defy all counsel, all redress,
Death, death. - O amiable lovely deat li!
Thou hate and terror to prosperity,
And stop this gap oi breath with fulsome dust, A passion hateful to my purposes ;)
And be a carrion monster like thyself. Or if that thou could'st see me without eyes,
Come, grin on me, and I will think thou smil'st, Hear me without thine ears, and make reply
And buss thee as thy wife! Misery's love, Without a tongue, using conceit alone,
0, come to me! Without eyes, ears, and harmful sound of words: K. Phi. O fair affliction, peace! Then, in despite of brooded watchful day,
Const. No, no, I will not, having breath to cry.I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts.
0, that my tongne were in the thunder's mouth! But ah, I will nat: - yet I love thee well;
Then with a passion would I shake the world,
Hub. So well, that what you bid me undertake, Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice,
Pand. Lady, you utter madness, and not sorrow. K. John. Do not I know thou would'st?
Const. Thou art not holy to belie meso,
Young Arthur is my son, and he is lost:
o, if I could, what grief should I forget! Hub. And I will keep him so,
Preach some philosophy, to make me mad, That he shall not offend your majesty.
And thou shalt be canoniz'd, cardinal ; K. John Death.
For, being not mad, but sensible of grief, Hub. My loral?
My reasonable part produces reason, K. John. A grave.
How I may be deliver'd of these woes, Hlub. Ile shall not live.
And teaches me to kill, or hang myself. K. John. Enough!
If I were mad, I should forget my son ; I could be merry now. Habert, I love thee;
Or madly think, a babe of clouts were he. Well, I'll not say, what I intend for thee.
I am not mad; too well, too well I feel Remember! - Madam, fare you well!
The different plagne of each calamity, I'll send those powers o'er to your majesty.
K. Phi. Bind up those tresses! O, what lovel noto Eli. My blessing go with thee!
In the fair multitude of those her hairs ! K. John. For England, cousin:
Where but by chance a silver drop hath fallen,
Even to that drop ten thousand wiry friends Ascepter, snatch'd with an unruly hand,
Mustbe as boisterously maintain'd, as gain'd:
Andhe, that stands upon a slippery place, Sticking together in calamity.
Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up. Const. To England, if you will!
That John may stand, then Arthur needs mnst fall; K. Phi. Bind up your hairs !
So beit, for it cannot be but so. Const. Yes, that I will; and wherefore will I doit? Lew. But what shall I gain by young Arthur's fall? I tore them from their bonds, and cried aloud, Pand. You, in the right of lady Blanch, your wife, O that these hands could so redeem my son,
May then make all the claim, that Arthur did. As they have given these hairs their liberty!
Lew. And lose it, life and all, as Arthur did. But now I envy at their liberty,
Pand. How green are you,and fresh in this old world! And will again commit them to their bonds,
John lays you plots, the times conspire with you ; Because my poor child is a prisoner.
For he, that steeps his safety in true blood,
Shall find but bloody safety, and untrue.
Of all his people, and freeze up their zeal ;
To check his reign, but they will cherish it.
No scape of nature, no distemper'd day,
No common wind, no customed event, And he will look as hollow, as a ghost,
But they will pluck away his natural cause, As dim and meagre as an ague's fit,
And call them meteors, prodigies, and signs, And so he'll die, and, rising so again,
Abortives, présages, and tongues of heaven, When I shall meet him in the Court of heaven
Plainly denouncing vengeance upon John. I shall not know him. Therefore never, never Lew. May be, he will not touch young Arthur's life, Must I behold my pretty Arthur more.
But hold himself safe in his prisonment.
If that young Arthur be not gone already,
And pick strong matter of revolt, and wrath,
Out of the bloody fingers' ends of John. Stuff's out his vacant garments with his form. Methinks, I see this hurly all on foot, Then, hare' reason to be fond of grief.
And, o, what better matter breeds for you, Fare you well! Had yon such a loss, as I,
Than I have nam’d! – The bastard Faulconbridge I could give better comfort, than you do.
Is now in England, ransacking the church, I will not keep this form upon my head,
Offending charity. If but a dozen French [Tearing off her heud-dress. Were there in arms, they would be as a call When there is such disorderiu my wit,
To train ten thousand English to their side,
Or, as a little snow, tumbled abont,
K. Phi.I fear someontrage, and I'll follow her. (Exit. What may be wrought out of their discontent.
For England go! I will whet on the king.
Lew. Strong reasons make strong actions. Let us go! And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, If you say, ay, the king will not say, no. (Exeunt. That it yields naught, but shame and bitterness.
Pand. Before the curing of a strong disease, Even in the instant of rep:ir and health,
Аст The fit is strongest; evils, that take leave,
SCENE I. Northampton. A room in the castle. On their departure most of all show evil.
Enter HUBERT and two Attendants. What have you lost by losing of this day?
Hub. Heat me these irons hot; and, look thou stand Lew. Alldays of glory, joy, and happiness. Within the arras! when I strike my foot Pand. If you had won it, certainly, you had. Upou the bosom of the ground, rush forth, No, 10 : when fortune means to men most good, And bind the boy, which yon shall find with me, She looks upou them with a threatening eye.
Fast to the chair! be heedful! hence, and watch! 'Tis strange, to think, how much king john hath lost 1 Attend. I hope,your warrant will bear out the deed. In this, which he accounts so clearly won.
Hub. Uncleanly scruples! Fear not you: look to't! Are not you griev'd, that Arthur is his prisoner?
(Exeunt Attendants. Lew. As heartily, as he is glad, he hath him. Young lad, come forth! I have to say with you. Pand. Your mind is all as youthful, as your blood.
Inter ARTHUR. Now hear me speak, with a prophetic spirit!
Arth. Good morrow, Hubert !
Hub. Good morrow, little prince !
To be more prince,) as may be. — You are sad.
Arth. Mercy on me!
Young gentlemen would be as sad, as pight,
Only for wantonness. By my christendom,
Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, So I were out of prison, and kept sheep,
Whatever torment you do put me to. I should be as merry, as the day is long.
Hub. Go, stand within ; let me alone with him! And so I would be here, but that I doubt,
1 Altend. I am best pleas'd to be from such a deed. My uncle practises more harm to me.
[Exeunt Attendants. Ile is afraid of me, and I of him:
Arth. Alas! I then have chid away my friend;
He hath a stern look, but'a gentle heart.
Give life to yours.
Arth. Is there no remedy?
Arth. Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale to-day. Arth. O heaven !- that there were but a mote in In sooth, I would you were a little sick;
yours, That I might sit all night, and watch with you: A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wand'ring hair, I warrant, I love you more, than you
Any annoyance in that precious sense! Hub. His words do take possession of my bosom. Then, feeling what small things are boist'rous there, Read here, young Arthur! (Showing a paper.] How Your vile intent must needs seem horrible. now, foolish rheum!
(Aside. Hub. Is this your promise? go to, hold your tongue! Turning dispiteous torture out of door!
Arth. Hubert, the utterance of a brace ostongues I must be brief, lest resolution drop
Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes.
Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue,
with hot irons burn out both mine eyes? Though to no use, but still to look on you! Hub. Young boy, I must.
Lo, by my troth, the instrument is cold, Arth. And will you?
And would not harm me. Hub. And I will.
Hub. I can heat it, boy. Arth. Have you the heart? when your head did but Arth. No, in good sooth; the fire is dead with grief, ake,
Being create for comfort, to be us’d Ikuit my handkerchief about your brows,
In undesery'd extremes. See else yourself; (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,)
There is no malice in this burning coal;
The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out,
Hub. But with my breath I can revive it, boy.
Arth. And if you do, you will but make it blush, Saying, What lack you? and, Where lies your grief? And glow with shame of your proceedings, Hubert; Or, What good love may I perform for you? Nay, it, perchance, will sparkle in your eyes, Mauy a poor man's son would have lain still, Aud, like a dog, that is compellid to fight, And 'ne'er have spoke a loving word to you;
Snatch at his master, that doth tarre him on.
All things, that you should useto do me wrong,
That mercy, which fierce fire, and iron, extends,
For all the treasure, that thine uncle owes : So much as frown on you ?
Yet am I sworn, and I did purpose, boy, Hub. I have sworn to do it;
With this same very iron to burn them out. And with hot irons must I burn them ont.
Arth. (, now you look like Hubert! all this while Arth. Ah, none, but in this iron age, would do it! You were disguised. The iron of itself, though heat red-hot,
Hub. Peace! no more. Adieu ! Approaching nearthese eyes, would drink my tears, Your uncle must not know but you are dead. And queneh his fiery indignation.
I'll fill these dogged spies with false reports. Evenin the matter of mineinnocence;
And, pretry child, sleep doubtless, and secure, Nay, after that, consume away in rust,
That Hubert, for the wealth of all the world,
Will not oflend thee.
Hub. Silence; no more! Go closely in with me! And told me, Hubert should put out mine eyes, Much danger do I undergo for thee. (Exeunt. I would not have believ'd no tongue, but Hubert's. SCENE II. The same. Aroom of state in the palace. Hub. Come forth!
(Stamps. Enter King John, crowned; PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, Re-enter Attendants, with cords, irons, ete. and other Lords. The king takes his state. Do as I bid you do.
K. John. Here once again we sit, once again crown'd,
The faiths of men ne'er stained with revolt;
Sal. Therefore, to be possess'd with double pomp, I will not stir, nor wince, norspeak a word,
To guard a title, that was rich before, Nor look upon the iron angerly:
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfame on the violet,
The suit, which you demand, is gone and dead. To smooth the ice, or add another hue
He tells us, Arthuris deceas'd to-night Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light
Sal. Indeed, we fear'd his sickness was past cure. To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Pem. Indeed, we heard, how near his death he was, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Before the child himself felt, he was sick. Pem. But that your royal pleasure must be done, This must be answer'd either here, or hence. This act is as an ancient tale new told,
K. John. Why do you bend such solemn brows on me? And, in the last repeating, troublesome,
I bear the shears of destiny?
Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
That greatness should so grossly offer it.
So thrive it in your game! and so farewell!
And find the inheritance of this poor child,
That blood, which ow'd the breath of all this isle, Pem. When workmen strive to do better than well, Three foot of it doth hold : bad world the while! They do confound their skill in covetousness : This must not be thus borne: this will break out And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,
To all our sorrows, and ere long, I doubt. Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse;
[Exeunt Lords. As patches, set upon a little breach,
K. John. They burn in indignation ; I repent; Discredit more, in hiding of the fault,
There is no sure foundation set in blood, Than did the fault, before it was so patch'd.
No certain life achiev'd by others' death. -
Enter a Messenger.
That I have seen inhabit in those cheeks?
So foula sky clears not withont a storm:
K.John. Some reasons of this double coronation Mess. From France to England. Never such a
Was levied in the body of a land !
For, when you should be told, they do prepare,
The tidings come, that they are all arriv’d. Pem. Then I (as one that am the tongue of these, K. John. 0, where hath our intelligence been drunk? To sound the purposes of all their hearts,)
Where hath it slept? Where is my mother's care? Both for myself and them, (but, chief of all,
That such an army could be drawn in France, Your safety, for the which myself and them
And she not hear of it? Bend their best studies,) heartily request
Mess. My liege, her ear The enfranchisement of Arthur, whose restraint
Is stopp'd with dust; the first of April, died Doth move the murmuring lips of discontent Your noble mother, and, as I hear, my lord, To break into this dangerous argument;
The lady Constance in a frenzy died If, what in rest you have, in right yon hold,
Three days before: but this from ramour's tongue Why then yonr fears, (which, as they say, attend I idly heard ; if true, or false, I know not. The steps of wrong,) should move you to mew up K. John. Withholdthy speed, dreadful occasion ! Your tender kinsman, and to choke his days
0, make a league with me, till I have pleas’d With barbarous ignorance, and deny his youth My discontented peers!— What! mother dead ? The rich advantage of good exercise?
How wildly then walks my estate in France !That the time's enemies may not have this
Under whose conduct came those powers of France, To grace occasions, let it be our suit,
That thou for truth giv'st out, are landed liere? That you have bid us ask hisliberty;
Mess. Under the Dauphin. Which for our goods we do no further ask,
Enter the Bastard, and Peter of Pomfret. Than whereupon our weal, on you depending, K. John. Thou hast made me giddy Counts it your weal, he have his liberty.
With these ill tidings. - Now, what says the world K. John. Let it be so! I do commit his youth To your proceedings ? do not seek to stuff Enter HuberT.
My head with more ill news, for it is full. To your
direction. -Hubert, what news with you? Bast. But if you be afeard to hear the worst, Pem. This is the man, should do the bloody deed; Then let the worst, unheard, fall on your head! He show'd his warrant to a friend of mine.
K.John. Bear with me, cousin! for I was amaz'd The image of a wicked heinous fault
Under the tide: but now I breathe again Lives in his eye; that close aspect of his
Aloft the flood, and can give audience Does show the mood of a much troubled breast; To any tongue, speak it of what it will. And I do fearfully believe, 'tis done,
Bast. Ilow I have sped among the clergymen, What we so fear'd he had a charge to do.
The sums I have collected shall express. Sal. The colour of the king doth come and go, But, as I travelled hither through the land, Between his purpose and his conscience,
I find the people strangely fantasied, Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set.
Possess’d with rumours, full of idle dreams, His passion is so ripe, it needs must break.
Not knowing, what they fear, but full of fear : Pem. And, when it breaks, I fear, will issue thence And here's a prophet, that I brought with me The foulcorruption of a sweet child's death.
From forth the streets of Pomfret, whom I found K. John. We cannot hold mortality's strong hand :- With many hundredstreading on his heels, Good lords, although my will to give is living, To whom he sung, in rude harsh-sounding rhymes,
That, ere the next Ascension-day at noon,
Of dangerous majesty, when, perchance, it frowns Your highness should deliver up your crown. More upon humour, than advis'd respect. K. John. Thou idle dreamer,wherefore didst thou so? Hub. Here is your hand and seal for what I did. Peter. Foreknowing, that the truth will fall out so. K. John. O, when the last account 'twixt heaven and K. John. Hubert, away with him! Imprison him,
earth And on that day at noon, whereon, he says,
Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal I shall yield up my crown, let him be haug’a!
Witness against us to damnation ! Deliver him to safety, and return,
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds, For I must use thee. - O my gentle cousin,
Makes deeds ill done! Hadest not thou been by, (Exit Hubert, with Peter. A fellow hy the hand of nature mark’d, Hear’st thou the news abroad, who are arriv'd ? Quoted, and signed, to do a deed of shame, Bast. The French, my lord; men’s mouths are full This murder had not come into my mind. ofit.
But, taking note of thy abhorr'd aspect, Besides, I met lord Bigot, and lord Salisbury, Finding thee fit for bloody villainy, (With eyes as red, as new-enkindled fire,)
Apt, liable, to be employ’d in danger, And others more, going to seek the grave
I faintly broke with thee of Arthur's death, Of Arthur, who, they say, is kill'd to-night
And thou, to be endeared to a king, On your suggestion.
Made it no conscience to destroy a prince. K. John. Gentle kinsman, go,
Hub. My lord, And thrust thyself into their companies !
K. John. Hadst thou but shook thy head, or made a I have a way to win their loves again;
pause, Bring them before me!
When I spake darkly, what I purposed, Best. I will seek them out.
Or turn’d an eye of doubt upon my face K.John. Nay,but make haste; the better foot before. As bid me tell my tale in express words, 0, let me have no subject enemies,
Deep shame had struck me dumb, made me break off, When adverse foreigners affright my towns
And those thy fears might have wrought fears in me. With dreadful pomp of stout invasion!
But thou didst understand me by my signs,
And didst in signs again parley with sin ;
(Exit. The deed, which both our tongues held vile to name. K. John. Spoke, like a spriteful noble gentleman.- Out of my sight, and never see me more! Go after him; for he, perhaps, shall need
My nobles leave me, and my state is brav'd, Some messenger betwixt me and the peers;
Even at my gates, with ranks of foreign powers, And be thou he!
Nay, in the body of this fleshly land,
Hostility and civiltumult reigns
Between my conscience, and my cousin's death. Hub. My lord, they say, five moons were seen to- Hub. Arm you against your other enemies, night;
I'll make a peace between your soul and you : Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about
Young Arthur is alive. This hand of mine The other four, in wond'rous motion.
Is yet a maiden and an innocent hand,
Not painted with the crimson spots of blood.
The dreadful motion of a murd'rous thought,
Arthur's death is common in their mouths : And you have slander'd nature in my form,
Is yet the cover of a fairer mind,
K. John. Doth Arthur live? O, haste thee to the peers,
And make them tame to their obedience!
Forgive the comment, that my passion made
0, answer not, but to my closet bring Told of a many thousand warlike French,
The angry lords, with all expedient haste! That were embatteled and rank'd in Kent.
I conjure thee but slowly, run more fast! (Exeunt. Another lean unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.
SCENE III. –The same. Before the castle. K. John. Why seek'st thou to possess me with these
Enter ARTHUR, on the walls. fears?
Arth. The wall is high; and yet will I leap dowa. Why urgest thou so oft young Arthur's death? Good ground, be pitiful, and hurt me not ! Thy hand hath murder'd him: I had mighty cause There's few, or none, to know me; if they did, To wish him dead, but thou hadst none to kill him. This ship-boy's semblance hath disguis'd me quite. Hub. Had none, my lord! why, did you not provoke I am afraid ; and yet I'll venture it.
If I get down, and do not break my limbs, K. Iohn. It is the curse of kings, to be attended
I'll find a thousand shifts to get away: By slaves, that take their humours for a warrant, As good to die, and go, as die, and stay. (Leaps down. To break within the bloody house of life,
Ome! my uncle's spirit is in these stones :And, on the winking of authority,
Heaven, take my soul, and England keep my bones! To understand a law, to know the meaning