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So strongly guarded.--Consin, look not sad: Though that my death were arljuncts to iny [To ARTHUR. By heaven, I'd do't.
(act, Thy grandam loves thee, and thy uncle will K. John. Do not I know, thou wouldst? As dear be to thee as thy father was. [grief. Good Flubert, Hnbert, Hubert, throw thine eye
Arth. O, this will make my mother die with On yon young boy: l'll tell thee what, my K.John. Cousin, [To the Bastard.] away for He is a very serpent in my way; [friend, England; haste before:
And, wheresoe'er this foot of mine doth tread, And, cre our coming, see thon shake the bays He lies before me: Dost thou understand met Of hoarding abbots: angels * imprisoned Thou art his keeper. Set thrva at liberty: the fat ribs of peace
And I will keep him so, Most by the hungry now be fed upon:
That he shall not offend your majesty. Use our commission in his ritmost force.
K, John. Death. Bust, Bell, book, and candle shall not drive Hub. me back;
A grave. When gold and silver becks me to come on.
He shall not live. 1 leave your highness :-Grandam, I will pray
Enough (If ever I remember to be holy)
I could be merry now: Habert, I love thee; For your fair safety; so I kiss your hand. Well, I'll not say what I intend for thee: Eli. Farewell, my gentle cousin.
Remember. Madam, fare you well: K. John. Coz, farewell. (Erit Bastard. I'll send those powers o'er to your majesty. Eli. Come hither, little kinsinan: hark, a Eli. My blessing go with thee! word. '[She takes ARTHUR asidr. K. John.
For England, cousin: K. John. Come hither, Hubert. 0, iny Hubert shall be your man, attend on you gentle Hubert,
With all true duiy-On toward Calais, ho! We owe thee much; within this wall of tiesh
(Ereunt. There is a sonl counts thee her creditor, And with advantage means to pay thy lore:
SCENE IV. The same. The French King's
Enter Kiog PHILIP, LEWIS, PANDULPH, and Give me thy hand. I had a thing to say,
Attendants. But I will fit it with some better time.
K.Phi. So, hy a roaring tempest on the food, By heaven, Inbert, I am almost ashamed A whole armadol of convicted I sail To say what good respect I have of thee. Is scatter'd and disjoin'd from fellowsbip. Hub. I am mnch bounden to yonr majesty. Pand. Courage and comfort! all shall yet X. John. Good friend, thou hast no cause
(run go ill? to say so yut;
(slow, K. Phi. What can go well, when we have But thon shall have'; and creep tiine ne'er go Are we not beaten? Is not Angiers lost? Yet it shall come, for ine to do thee good. Arthar ta'en prisoner? divers dear friends lbad a thing to say,–But let it go:
slain ? The sun is in the heaven, and the prond day, And bloody England into England gone, Attended with the pleasures of the world, O’erbearing interruption, spite of France? Is all too wanton, and too full of gawist, Lew. What he hath won, that hath he for. To give me audience:--If the midnight bcll
tified: Did, with his iron longue and brazen mouth, So hot a speed with such advice disposed, Sound one unto the drowsy race of night; Such temperate order iv so fierce a cause, If this saine were a church-yard where we Doth want example: Who hath read, or heard, stand,
Of any kindred action like to this? And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs; K. Phi. Well could I bear that England had Or if that surly spirit, melancholy,
this praise, llad baked thy blood, and made it heavy, So we could find some pattern of var shame. thick;
Enter CONSTANCE, (Which, else, runs tickling np and down the Look, who comes here! a grave unto a soul; Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes, Holding the eternal spirit, against her will, And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, In the vile prison of aftlicted breath:A passion hateful to iny purposes;)
I prithee, lady, go away with me. Or if that thon couldst see me without eyes, Const. Lo, now! now see the issue of your Hear me without thine ears, and make reply peace!
[Constince! Without a tongue, using conceit I alone, K. Phi. Patience, good lady! comfort, gentle Withonteyes,ears,and harmful sound of words; Const. No, I defy ** all counsel, all redress, Then, in despite of browsed watchful day, But that which ends all counsel, true redress, I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts: Death, death :-) amiable lovely death! Bat, ah, I will not :-Yei I love thee well; Thon odoriferons stench! sound rottenness! And, by my troth, I think, thou lovest me well. Arise forth from tbe conch of lasting night, lub. So well, that what you bid me under- Thon hate and terror to prosperity, take,
And I will kiss thy détestable bones; * Gold coin. + Showy ornaments.
Joined. Flect of wax.
9 Overcome. ** Kefase.
And pnt my eye.bally in thy vaulty brows; Const. He talks to me, that never had a son. And ring these fingers with thy household K. Phi. You are as fond of grief, as of worms;
Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; K. Phi. 0, fair affliction, peace. Then, have I reason to be fond of grief. Const, No, no, I will not, having breath to Fare you well: had you such a loss av I,
(mouth! | I could give better comfort than you do. (, that my tongue were in the thunder's I will not keep this form upon my head, hen with a passion would I shake the world;
(Tearing off her head-dress. Aud rouse from sleep that fell anatomy, When there is such disorder in my wit. Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice, O lord, my boy, my Arthur, my fair son! Which scorns a modern * invocation. (sorrow. My life, my joy, my food, my all the world!
Pand, Lady, you utter madness, and not My widow-comfort, and my sorrow's cure, Const. Thou art not holy to belie me so;
(Exit. I am not mad: this hair I tear is mine; K. Phi. I fear some outrage, and I'll follow My name is Constance; I was Geffrey's wife; her.
[Exit. Young Arthur is my son, and he is lost: Lew. There's nothing in this world can make I am not niad ;-I would to heaven, I were! Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, me joy : For then, 'tis like I should forget myself: Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man; 0, if I could, what grief should I forget! And bitter shame hath spoild the sweet world's Preach some philosophy to make me mad,
(ness. And thou shalt be canonized, cardinal; That it yields nought, but shame, and bitterFor, being not mad, but sensible of grief, Pand. Before the caring ofa strong disease, My reasonable part produces reason
Even in the instant of repair and health, How I may be deliver'd of these woes, The fit is strongest; evils, that take leave, And teaches me to kill or hang myself: On their departure most of all show evil: If I were mad, I should forget my sou; What have you lost by losing of this day? Or niadly think, a babe of clouts were he: Lew. All days of glory, joy, and happiness. I am not mad: too well, too well I feel
Pand. If you had won it, certainly, you The different plague of each calamity,
(good, K. Phi, Bind up those tresses; 0, what love No, no; when fortune means to men most In the fair multitnde of those her hairs! (I note She looks upon them with a threatening eye. Where but by chance a silver drop hath fallen, Iis strange, to think how much king John Even to that drop ten thousand wiry friends
hath lost Do glew themselves in sociable grief;
In this which he accounts so clearly won : Like true, inseparable, faithful loves,
Are not you grieved, that Arthur is his priSticking together in calamity.
soner ? Const. To Englard, if you will.
Lew. As heartily, as he is glad he hath him. K. John,
Bind up your hairs. Pand. Your mind is all as youthful as your Const. Yes, that I will; and wherefore will blood. I do it?
Now hear me speak, with a prophctic spirit; I tore them from their bonds and cried alond, For even the breath of what I mean to speak Othat these hands could so redeem my son, Shall blow each dust, each straw,each little rub, As they have given these hairs their liberty? Out of the path which shall directly lead But now I envy at their liberty,
Thy foot to England's thror.e; and, therefore, And will again commit them to their bonds,
mark, Because my poor child is a prisoner.
John hath seized Arthur; and it cannot be, And, father cardinal, I have heard you say, That, whiles warm life plays in that infant's That we shall see and know our friends in hea- veins, If that be true, I shall see my boy again; (ven; The misplaced Jolin should entertain an hour, For, since the birth of Cain, the first male One minute, nay, one quiet breath of rest : To him that did but yesterday suspiret, (child, A sceptre, snatch'd with an unrnly hand, There was not such a gracious I creature born. Must be as boisterously maintain'd as gain'd: But now will canker sorrow eat my bud, And he, that stands upon a slippery place, And chase the native beauty from his cheek, Makes nice of no vile hold to stay hiin up: And he will look as hollow as a ghost; That Johu may stand, then Arthur needs must As dim and meagre as an ague's fit;
So be it, for it cannot be but so. [fall; And so he'll die; and, rising so again,
Lew. But what shall I gain by young ArWhen I shall meet hiin in the court of heaven
[your wife, I shall not know him : therefore never, vever Pand. You, in the right of lady Blanch Mnat i behold my pretty Arthur more. (grief. May then make all the claim that Arthur did. Pand: You hold too heinous a respect of Lew, And lose it, life and all, as Arthur did, Common. Breathe. Graceful.
2 L 3
Pand. How green are you, and fresh in | Even at that news he dies : and then the hearts this old world!
[you: Of all his people shall revolt from him, John lays you plots; the times conspire with And kiss the lips of upacquainted change; For he, that steeps his safety in true blood, And pick strong matter of revolt, and wrath, Shall find but bloody safety, and untrue. Out of the bloody fingers' ends of John. This act, so evilly born, shall cool the hearts Diethinks, I see this hurly all on foot; Of all his people, and freeze up their zeal; And, (), what better matter breeds for you, That none so small advantage shall step forth, Than I have named!The bastard FaalconTo check his reign, but they will cherish it:
bridge No natural exhalation in the sky,
Is now in England, ransacking the church, No scape of nature, no distemper'd day, Offending charity: If but a dozen l'rench No common wind, no customed event, Were there in arms, they would be as a call But they will pluck away his natural cause, To train ten thousand English to their side; And call them meteors, prodigies, and signs, Or, as a little suow, tumbled about, Abortives, présages, and tongnes of heaven, Anon becomes a mountain. O, noble dauphin, Plainly denouncing vengeance upon John. Go with me to the king: 'Tis wonderful, Lew. May be, he will not touch young Ar- What may be wrought out of their discontent: thar's life,
Now that their souls are topfull of offence, But hold himself safe in his prisonment. For England go; I will whet on the king. Pand. O, sir, when he shall hear of your Lew. Strong reasons make strong actions: approach,
Let us go; If that young Arthur be not gone already, If you say,ay, the king will not say,no. (Exeunt.
ACT IV.. SCENE I. Northampton. A Room in the That I might sit all night, and watch with you: Castle.
I warrant, I love you more than you do me, Enter HUBERT and two Attendants.
Hub His words do take possession of my
bosom. Hub. Heat me these irons hot; and, look Read here, young Arthur. [Shewing a paper. thou stand
How now, foolish rheum! (Aside. Within the arras* ;'when I strike my foot Turving dispiteous torture out of door! Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forth : I must be brief, lest résolution drop Avd bind the boy, which you shall find with me, Out at mine eyes, in tenderwomanish tears.-Fast to the chair : be heedful: hence, and watch. Can you not read it? is it not fair writ? 1 Attend. I hope your warrant will bear out Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect: the deed.
Must you with hotirons burnout both mineeyes? Hub. Uncleanly scruples! Fear not you': Hub. Young boy, I must. look to't. [Ereunt Attendants. Arth.
And will you? Young lad, come forth; I have to say with you. Hub.
And I will. Enter ARTHUR.
Arth. Have you the heart? When your head Arth. Good morrow, Hubert.
did but ache, Hub.
Good morrow, little prince. I knit my handkerchief about your brows, Arth. As little prince (having so great a title (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) To be more prince) as may be. You are sad. And I did never ask it yon again:
Hub: Indeed, I have been merrier. And with my hand at midniglit held your head; Arth.
Mercy on me! And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Methinks nobody should be sad but I: Still and anon cheerd up the heavy time; Yet, I remember, when I was in France, Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your Young gentlemen would be as sad as night, grief? Only for wantonness. By my christendom, Or, What good love may I perform for you? So I were out of prison, and kept sheep, Many a poor man's son would have lain still, I should be as merry as the day is long; And ne'er have spuke a loving word to you; And so I wonld be here, but that I doubt But yon at your sick service had a prince. My uncle practises more harm to me: Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, He is afraid of me, and I of him:
And call it cinning; do, an if you will: Is it my fault that I was Geffrey's son? If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, No, iudeed, is't not: And I would to heaven, Why, then you must.-Will you put out mine I were your son, so you would love me, Hubert.
eyes? Hub. If I talk to him, with his innocent prate These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, He will awake my mercy, which lies dead: So much as frown on you? Therefore will be sudden,and despatch. (Aside. Hub.
I have sworn to do it; Arth. Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale And with hot irons must I burn them out. to-day:
Arth. Ah, none, but in this iron age, would In sooth, I would you were a little sick; The iron of itself, though heat red-hot, (do it!
Approaching near these eyes, wonld drink my | And glow with shame of your proceedings, And quench his fiery indignation (tears,
Hubert: Even in the matter of mine innocence : Nay, it, percbance, will sparkle in your eyes; Nay, after that, consume away in rust, And, like a dog that is compell’d to fight, But for containing fire to harm mine eye. Snatch at his master that doth tarret him on. Are you more stabborn-hard thau hammer'd All things, that you should use to do me wrong, Anif an angel should have come to me, (iron? Deny their ofice: only you do lack And told me, Hubert should put out mine eyes, That'mercy, which fierce fire, and iron, extends, I would not have believed no tongue, but Creatures of note, for mercy-lacking uses. Ilnbert's.
Hub. Well, see to live; I will not touch Hub, Come forth.
(Stamps. Re-enter Attendants, with Cord, Irons, &c. For all the treasure that thine uncle owest : Do as I bid you do.
(cyes are out, Yet am I sworn, and I did purpose, boy, Arth. O, save me, Ilubert, save me! my With this same very iron to burn them out. Even with the fierce looks of these bloody meu. Arth. 0, now, you look like Hubert! all this 1I«b. Give me the iron, I say, and bind him You were disguised.
Peace: no more. Adien;
That Hubert, for the wealth of all the world, Nay, hear me, Hubert, drive these men away! Will not offend thee. And I will sit as quiet as a lamb;
Arth. O heaven! I thank you, Hubert. I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Hub. Silence; no more: Go closely 5 in Nor look upon the iron angerly : [you,
with me; Thrust bnt these men away, and I'll forgive Much danger do I undergo for thee. (Exeunt. Whatever torment you do put me to. [him: SCENE 11. The same. Hub. Go, stand within ; let me aloue with
A Room of State
in the Palace. 1 Attend. I am best pleased to be from such a deed.
[Excunt Attendants. Enter King JOHN, crowned; PEMBROKB, Arth. Alas! I then have chid away my
SALISBURY, and other Lords. The King friend;
takes his State. Hc hath a stern look, but a gentle heart: K. John. Here once again we sit, once again Let him come back, that his compassion may
crown'd, Give life to yours.
And look'd upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes. Hub. Como, boy, prepare yourself. Pem. This once again, but that your highArth. Is there no remedy?
(before, lub. None, but to lose your eyes.
Was once superfluous : yon were crown'd Arth. O heaven !- that there were but a And that high royally was ne'er plack'd off; mote in yours,
The faiths of men ne'er stained with revolt; A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wand'ring hair, Fresh expectation troubled not the land, Any annoyance in that precious sense! (there, With any long'd-for change, or better state. Then, feeling what small things are boist'rons Sal. Therefore, to be possess'd with double Your vile intent must needs seem horrible. To guard y a title that was rich before, (pomp, Itub. Is this your promise! go to, hold To glid refined gold, to paint the lily, your tongue.
(tongues To throw a perfume on the violet, Arth. Hubert, the utterance of a brace of To smooth the ice, or add another hue Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes : Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light Let me not hold my tongue ; let me not, To seek the beanteous eye of heaven to garnish, Hubert!
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue, Pem. But that your royal pleasure must be Se'l may keep mine eyes; 0, spare mine eyes; This act is as an ancient tale new told; (done, Though to no use, but still to look on you ! And, in the last repeating, troublesome, Lo, by my troth, the instrument is cold, Being orged at a time uuseasonable. And would not harm me.
Sal. In this, the antique and well-noted face Hlub.
I can heat it, boy. Of plain old form is much disfigured: Arth. No, in good sooth; the fire is dead with And, like a shifted wind unto a sail, Jieing crcate for comfort, to be used (grief, It makes the course of thoughts to fetch about: In undeserved extremes * : See else yourself; Startles and frights consideration ; There is no malice in this burning coal; Makes sound opinion sick, and truth suspected, The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out, For putting on 80 new a fashion'd robc. And strew'd repentant ashes on his head. Pem. When workmen strive to do better Hub. But with my breath I can revive it, boy,
than well, Arth. And if you do, you will but make it They do confound their skillin covetousness**: blush,
And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault, • In cruclty I have not deserveil. + Set iim on. 1 Ovns. Sccretly
Decorate. ** Desire of excelling.
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse; Pem. Indeed we heard how near his death
Before the child himself felt he was sick:
brows on ine? We breathed our counsel: hut it pleased your Think yon, 1 bear the shears of destiny? To overbear it, and we are all well pleased; Have I commaudmeut on the pulse of life? Since all and every part of what we would, Sol. It is apparent foul-play; and'ris shame, Doth make a stand ai what your highness will. That greates should so grosely offer it: K. John. Some reasons of this tlouble coro- Suthrive it in your gaine! and so farewell. nation
(strong; Pem. Stay yet, lord Salisbury; I'll go with I have possess'il you with, and think them
thee, And snore, more strong, (when lesser is my And find the inheritance of this peor child, fear),
His little kingdom of a forced grave. [isle, I shall indue yon with: Mean time, but ask That blood, which ow'd I the breath of all this What yon would have refornu’d, that is not well; Three footoritooth hold; Bad world the while! And well shall yon perceive, bow willingly This must not be thus borue: this will break out I will both hear and grant you your requests. To all our sorrows, and ere long, I doubt. Pem. Then I, (as one that am the tongue of
(Ereunt Lords these,
K. John. 'They burn in indignation; I re To sound the pnrposes of all their liearts), There is no sure foundation set on blood; (pents Both for myself and them, (but, chicf cf all, No cerlaiu life achieved by others' death... Yoor safety, for the which myself and them
Enter u Messenger. Bend their beststadies), beartily request (straint A fearful eye thon hast; Where is that blood The enfranchisement of Arthur: whose re- That I have seen inliabit in those cheeks? Doth move the murmuring lips of discontent So fonl a sky clears not without a storm: To break into this dangerous argument,-- Pour down thy weather :- How goes all in If, what in rest you have, in riglit you hold,
(a power Why then your fears, (which, as they say, Aless. From France to England never such attend
Cup For any foreign prepararion, The steps of wrong,) shonld move you to mew Was levied in the body of a land! Your tender kinsman, and to choke his days The copy of your speed is learn'd by them ; With barbarous ignorance, and deny his youth For, when you should be told they do prepare The rich advantage of good exercise?
The tidings come, that they are all arrived. That ibe tin:e's enemies may not have this Ki John. (), where hath our intelligence To grace occasions, let it be our suit,
(care? That you have bid ns ask his liberty ;
Where liath it slept? Where is my mother's Which for our goods we do no further ask, That such an army could be drawn in France, Than whereupon our weal, on you depending, Anel she not licar of it? Connis it your weal, he have his liberiy.
My liege, her ear K. John. Let it be so; I do commit his youth Is stopp'd with dnst; the first of April, died Enter HUBERT.
Your noble mother: And, as I hear, my lord To your direction.-Hubert, what news with The lady Constance in a frenzy died (tongue yon.
[deed ; Three days before: but this from rumour's Pem. This is the man should do the bloodly I idly bcard; if trne or false I know not. (sion! He show'd bis warrani to a friend of mine : K. John. Withhold thy speed dreadful occa The image of a wicked heinous fault
0, make a league with me, till I have pleascal Lives in his eye; that close aspect of his My disco;itented peers!- What! mother dead? Does show the mood of a much-troubled breast; How wildly then walks my estate in France! : And I do fearfully believe, 'tis done,
Under whose conduct came those powers of What we so fear'd he had a charge to do. [go, France,
Sal. The colour of the king doth come and That thon for truth givest out, are landed here? Between his pnrpose and his conscience,
Mess. Under the Dauphin. Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set: Enter the Bastard and Peter of POMPŘGT His passion is so ripe, it needs must break. K. John. Thou hast made me gidder Pon. And, when it breaks, I fear, will issue with these ill tidings.- Now, what says the thence
To your proceedlings? do not scek to stuft (world The foul corruption of a sweet child's death. My bead with more ill news, for it is full. K. Joh. We cannot hoid mortality's strong Bast. But, if you be afeard to hear the worst, hand:
Then let the worst, unheard, fall on your headi. Good lords, although my will to give is living, K. John. Bear with me, consin; for I was The snit wbich you demand is gone and dead: amazed He icils us, Arthur is deceased to night. Under the ride: but now I breathe again Sul. Indeed, we fear'd, his sickness was past ! Aloft the food; and can give andievce
To any tongue, speak it of what it will. • Publich. + Releasement. Owned, $ Force. !! Stunned, confounded.