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K. John. Alack, thou dost usurp authority. Call not me slanderer ; thou, and thine usurp K. Phi. Excuse ; it is to beat usurping The dominations, royalties, and rights, down.

of this oppressed boy : This is thy eldest son's Eli. Who is it, thou dost call usurper, France ?

son, Const. Let me make answer ;-thy usurping Infortunate in nothing but in thee ; soll.

Thy sins are visited in this poor child ; Eli. Out, insolent! thy bastard shall be the canon of the law is laid ou him, king;

Being but the second generation
That thou may'st be a queen, and check the Removed from thy siu-couceiving womb.

K. John. Bedlam, have done.
Const. My bed was ever to thy son as true, Const. I have but this to say,
As thine was to thy husband : and this boy That he's not only plagued for her sin,
Liker in feature to his father Geffrey,

But God hath made her sin and her the plague
Than thou and John in manners ; being as like, On this removed issue, plagu'd for her,
As rain to water, or devil to his dam.

And with her plague, her sin; his injury My boy a bastard! By my soul, I think

Her injury,—the beadle to her sin ;. His father never was su true begot ;

All punish'd in the person of this child, It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother. And all for her ; A plague upon her! Eli. There's a good mother, boy, that blots Eli, Thou unadvised scold, I can produce thy father.

A will, that bars the title of thy son. Const. There's a good grandam, boy, that Const. Ay, who doubts that? a will I a wicked would blot thee.

will; Áust. Peace !

A woman's will; a canker'd grandam's will! Bast. Hear the crier.

K. Phi. Peace, lady; pause, or be more tem. Aust. What the devil art thou ?

perate : Bast. One that will play the devil, Sir, with It ill beseems this presence, to cry aim you,

To these ill-tuned repetitions.-An 'a may catch your hide and you alone. Some trumpet suminon hither to the walls You are the hare of whom the proverb goes, These men of Angiers ; let us bear tbem Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard ;

speak, I'll smoke your skin-coat, an I catch you Whose title they admit, Arthur's or John's.

right; Sirrah, look to't ; i'faith, I will, i'faith. Trumpeis sound. Enter Citizens upon the Blanch. O well did he become that lion's

d'alls. robe,

i Cit. Who is it, that bath warned us to the That did disrobe the lion of that robe !

walls ? Bast. It lies as sightly on the back of him, K. Phi. 'I is France, for England. As great Alcides' shoes upon an ass :

K. John. England, for itsell : But, ass, I'll take that burden from your back ; You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects,Orlay on that, shall make your shoulders K. Phi. You loving men of Angiers, Arthur's crack.

subjects, Aust. What cracker is this same, that deals Our trumpei cali'd you to this gentle parle. + our ears

K. John. For our advantage ;-Therefore, With this abundance of superfluous breath?

hear us first. K. Phi. Lewis, determine what we shall do These Nags of France, that are advanced here straighii.

Before the eye and prospect of your towni, Leu'. Women and fools, break off your con- Have hither march'd to your endamagement : ference.-

The cannons have their bowels full of wrath; King Joun, this is the very sum of all, - And ready mounted are they, to spit forth Englaud, and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Maine, Their irou indignatiou 'gainst your walls : Ju right of Arthur do I claim of thee :

All preparation for a bloody siege, Wilt thou resign them, and lay down thy And merciless proceeding by these French, arms ?

Confront your city's eyes, your winking gates ; K. John. My life as soon :-1 do defy thee, And, but for our approach, those sleeping France.

Arthur of Bretagne, yield thee to my hand; That as a waist do girdle you about,
And, ont of my dear love, I'll give thee more By the compulsion of their ordnance,
Than e'er the coward band of France can win : By this time from their fixed beds of lime
Submit thee, boy.

Had been dislabited, and wide havoc made Eli. Come to thy grandam, child;

For bloody power to rusli upon your peace. Const. Do, child, go to il' grandam, child ; Bilt, on the sight of us, your lawful King, Give graudain kingdoin, and il grandain will Who painfully, with much expedient warch, Give it a pluin, a cherry, and a fig:

Have brought a countercheck before your galcs, There's a good grandam.

To save unscratch'd your city's Lurraten'd Arth. Good my mother, peace!

cheeks,I would that I were low laid in my grave; Behold, the Frenci, amaz'd, vonchsafe a parle : I am not worth this coil that's made for me. And now, instead of bullets wrapp'd in fire, Eli. His mother sbames bim so, poor boy, be To make a shaking fever in your walls, weeps.

They shoot but calin words, folded up in Const. Now shame upon you, whe'r + she does, smoke, or no !

To make a faithless error in your ears : His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's Which trust accordingly, kind citizens, shames,

And let us in, your king ; whose labour'd spirits, Draw those heaven-moving pearls from his poor Forwearied I in this action of swift speed, eyes,

Crave harbourage within your city walls. Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee; K. Phi. When I bave said, make answer to Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be

us both. brib'd

Lo, in this right hand, whose protection To do him justice, and revenge on you.

Is most divinely vow'd upon the right Eli. Thoi monstrous slauderer of heaven and or him it holds, stands young Plantagenet earib !

Son to the elder brother of this man, Const. Thou moustrous injurer of heaven and Aud hing o'er him, and all that he enjoys : earth!

• To encourage

+ Conference, Austris wears a lion's skı. Whether.

: Worn ont.

your bells !

For this down-trodden equity, we tread

SCENE II.-The scme. In warlike march these greenis before your

Alarums and Ercursions ; then a Retreat. town ; Being no further enemy to you,

Enter a French HERALD, uith trumpets,

to the gates. Than the constraint of hospitable zeal, In the relief of this oppressed child,

F. Her. You men of Angiers, open wide your Religiously provokes. Be pleased then

gates, To pay that duty, which you truly owe,

And let young Arthur, duke of Bretagne, in : To him that owes • it; namely this young Who, by the hand of France, this day hath made prince :

Much work for tears in many an English moAnd then our arms, like to a muzzled bear,

ther, Save in aspect, have all offence seal'd up ; Whose sons lie scatter'd on the bleeding ground : Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent Many a widow's husband grovelling lles, Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven ; Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth; And, with a blessed and unvex'd retire,

Aud victory, with little loss, doth play With uuheck'd swords, and helmets all un. Upon the dancing banners of the French ; bruis'd,

Why are at band, triumphantly display'd, We will bear home that lusty blood again, To enter conquerors, and to proclaim Which here we came to spout against your town, Arthur of Bretagne, England's king, and your's. And leave your children, wives, and you, in

Enter an English HERALD, with trumpets. peace. But if you foudly pass our proffer'd offer,

E. Her. Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring 'Tis not the roundure + of your o!d fac'd walls Can hide you from our messengers of war; King John, your king and England's doth apThough all these English, and ibeir discipline,

proach, Were harbour'd in their rude circumference. Commander of this hot malicious day! Then, tell us, shall your city call us lord, Their armours, that marcb'd hence so silverIn tbat behalf which we bave challeng'd it?

bright, Or shall we give the signal to our rage,

Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's blood , And stalk in blood to our possession ?

There stuck no plume iu any English crest, 1 Cit. In brief, we are the king of England's That is removed by a staff of France ; subjects;

Our colours do return in those same hands For bim, and in his right, we bold tbis town. That did display them when we first march'd K. John. Ackuowledge then the king, and let

forth; me in.

And, like a jolly troop of huntsmen, come 1 Cit. That can we not : but he that proves Our lusty English, all with purpled hands, the king,

Died in the dying slaughter of their foes : To him will we prove loyal ; till that time, Open your gates, and give the victors way. Have we ramm'd up our gates against the Cit. Heralds, from off our towers we might world.

behold, K. John. Doth not the crown of England From first to last, the onset and retire prove the king ?

of both your armies ; whose equality And, if not that, I bring you witnesses,

By our best eyes cannot be censured : . Twice fifteenthousand hearts of England's Blood bath bought blood, and blows bave an. breed,

swer'd blows; Bast. Bastards, and else.

Strength match'd with strength, and power conK. John. To verify onr title with their

fronted power : lives.

Both are alike : and both alike we like. K. Phi. As many, and as well born bloods as One must prove greatest ; while they weigh so those,-

even, Bast. Some bastards too.

We hold our town for peither; yet for both. K. Phi. Stand in his face, to contradict bis Enter, at one side, King John, with his ponere

claim. 1 Cit. Till you compound whose right is

ELINOR, BLANCH, and the BASTARD ; at the worthiest,

other, King PHILIP, LEWIS, AUSTRIA, and

Forces. We, for the wortbiest, hold the right from both.

K. John. France hast thou yet more blood to K. John. Then God forgive the sin of all

cast away? those souls,

Say, shall the current of our right run on? That to their everlasting residence,

Whose passage, vex'd with thy impediment, Before the dew of evening fall, shall fleet, Shall leave his native channel, and o'er-swell In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king!

With course disturb'd even thy contining shores ; K. Phi. Amen, Amen -Moupt, chevaliers ! Unless thou let his silver water keep to arms !

A peaceful progress in the ocean. Bast. St. George,-that swing'd the dragon, K. Phi. England, thou hast not say'd one and e'er since,

drop of blood, Sits on his horseback at mine bostess' door, In this hot trial, more than we of France ; Teach us some fence !-Sirrah, were ! at home, Rather, lost more: And by this band I swear, At your den, sirrah, [70 AUSTRIA.) with your Tbat sways the earth this climate overlooks. lioness,

Before we will lay down our just-borue arms I'd set an ox-head to your lion's hide,

We'll put thee down, 'gainst whom these arms And make a monster of you.

we dear, Aust. Peace ; no niore.

Or add a royal bomber to the dead ; Bast. O tremble ; for you hear the lion roar. Gracing the scroll, that tells of this war's loss, K. John. Up bigher to the plain ; where we'll With slaughter coupled to the name of kings. set forth,

Bast. Ha, majesty! how high thy glory In best appointment, all our regiments.

towers, Bast. Speed then, to take advantage of the Wben the rich blood of kings is set on fire! field.

O now doth death line his dead chaps with K. Phi. It shall be so :-[To Lewis.) and at

steel; the other hill

The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs ; Command tbe rest to stand.-God and our right! And now be feasts, mounting the flesh of men,

(Ereunt. In undeternind differences of kings.-
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this ;

Why staid these royal fronts amazed thus ? That here come sacrifices for the field:
Cry, havoc, kings ! back to the stained tield, Perséver not, but bear me, iniglity kings.
You equal potents, fery-kindled spirits !

K. John. Speak on, with tavour ; we Then let confusion of one part confirin

bent to hear. The other's peace; till then, blows, blood, and i Cit. That daughter there of Spain, the lady death!

Blanch, K. John. Whose party do the towusmen yet is near to Eugland; Look upon the years admit?

of Lewis the Dauphin, and that lovely maid : K. Phi. Speak, citizens, for England ; who's if lusty love should go in quest of beauty, your king ?

Where should he tind it fairer than in Blanch ? 1 Cit. The king of England, when we know If zealous Jove should go in search of virtue, the king.

Where should he find it purer than in Blanch? K. Phi. Kuow him in us, that here hold up If love ainbitious sought a match of birth, bis right.

Whose veins bound richer blood thai lady K. John. In us, that are our own great deputy,

Blanch And bear possession of our person here ; Such as she is, in beauty, virtue, birth, Lord of our presence, Augiers, and of you. Is the young Dauphin every way complete : 1 Cit. A greater power than we, denies all If not complete, o say, he is not she;

And she again wants nothing, to name want, And, till it be undoubted, we do lock

If want it be not, that she is not be :
Our former scruple in our strong-barr'd gates : He is the balf part of a blessed man,
King'd of our fears ; until our fears, resolv'd, Left to be finished by such a she ;
Be by soine certain king purg'd and depos'd. And she a fair divided excellence,
Bast. By heaven, these scroyles of Anyiers Whose fulness of perfection lies in hin.
flout you, kings;

Oh! two such silver curreuts, when ibey join,
And stand securely on their battlements, Do glorify the banks that bound them in :
As in a theatre, whence they gape and point

And two such shores to two sucb streams made At your industrious scenes and acts of death.

one, Your royal presences be rul'd by ine ;

Two such controlling bounds shall you be, Do like the mutines of Jerusalem,

hings, Be friends a while, and both conjointly bend To these two princes, if you marry thein. Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town : This union shall do more than battery can, By east and west let France and England To our fast-closed gates ; for, at this match, mount

With swifter spleen than powder can enforce, Their battering cannon, charged to the mouths ; The mouth of passage shall we fing wide ope, Till their soul-fearing clamours bave brawl'd Aud give you entrance; but, without this down

match, The flinty rihs of this contemptuous city : The sea enraged is not half so deaf, I'd play incessantly upon these jades,

Lious more confident, mountains and rocks Even till unfenced desolation

More free from motion ; no, lot death himnseif Leave them as naked as the vulgar air.

In mortal fury half so peremptory, That done, dissover your united strengths,

As to keep th city. And part your mingled colours once again ;

Bust. Here's a stay, Turn face to face, and bloody point to point:

That shakes the rotten carcass of old death Then, in a inoment, fortune 'shall cull forth Out of his rags ! Here's a large mouth, indeed, Out of one side her happy minion ;

That spits forth death, and inountains, rocks, To whom in favour she shall give the day,

and seas : And kiss him with a glorious viotory.

Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, How like you this wild counsel, mighty states ? As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs ! Sınacks it not something of the policy?

What cannoneer begot this lusty blood ? K. John. Now, by the sky that hangs above He speaks plain cannon, fire, aud smoke, aud our heads,

bounce ; I like it well ; --France, shall we knit our He gives the bastinado with bis tongue ; powers,

Our ears are cudgel'd; not a word of sis, And lay this Angiers even with the ground; But butlets better than a fist of France : Then, after, right who sball be king of it? Zounds! I was never so bethump'd with words,

Bust. An if thou hast the metile of a king,- Since I first call'd iny brother's father, dad. Being wrong'd, as we are, by this peevish Eli. Son, list to this conjunction, make this towi,

match ; 'urn thou the mouth of thy artillery,

Give with our niece a dowry large enough : As we will our's, against these sancy walls : For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie And when that we have dash'd them to the Thy now unsur'd assurance to the crown ground,

That yon green boy shall have no sun to ripe Why, thci defy each other; and, pell-mell, The bloom that promiseth a mighty fruit. Make work upon ourselves, for heaven, or hell. I see a yielding in the looks of France ; K. Phi. Let it be so :-Say, where will you Mark, how they whisper : urge them, while thei assault?

souls K. John. We from the west will send de- Are capable of this ambition ; struction

Lest zeal, now melted, by the windy breath luto this city's bosom.

Of soft petitions, pity, and remorse, Aust. I from the north.

Cool and congeal again to what it was. K. Phi. Our thunder from the south,

1 Cul. Why answer not the double majesties Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town. This friendly treaty of our threaten'd town? Bast. O prudent discipline! From north to K. Phi. Speak England first, that hath been south :

forward first Austria and France shoot in each other's To speak unto this city: What say you ? mouth :

K. John. If that the Dauphin there, toy

Aside. princely soul, I'll stir them to it :--Come, away, away! Can in this book of beauty read, I love, | Cit. Hear us, great kinys : vouchsafe a Her dowry shall weigb equal with a queen : while to stay,

For Aujou, and fair Touraine, Maine, Poic And I shall show you peace, and fair-faced tiers, league ;

And all that we upon this side the sea Will you this city without stroke or wound; Except this city now hy us besieg'd) Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds, Find liable to our crown and dignity,

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Shall gild her bridal bed; and make her rich Some speedy messenger bid her repair
In titles, bonours, aud promotions,

To our solemnity :- I trust we shall,
As she in beauty, education, blood,

If not fill up the ineasure of her will, Holds hand with any princess of the world. Yet in some measure satisfy ber so, K. Phi. What say'st thou, boy? look in the That we shall stop her exclamation. lady's face.

Go we, as well as haste will suffer us, Lew. I do, my lord, and in her eye I find To this unlook'd for unprepared pomp. A wonder, or a wondrous miracle,

(Ereunt all but the BASTARD.--The Citi. The shadow of inyself form'd in her eye ;

ZENS retire from the wulls. Which, being but the shadow of your son,

Bast. Mad world! mad kings! mad comBecomes a sun, aud makes your sou a shadow :

position ! I do protest, I never lov'd myself,

John, to stop Arthur's title in the whole, Till now intixed I beheld mysell,

Hath willingly departed with a part : Drawn in the flattering table of her eye. And France, (whose armour conscience buck(Whispers with BLANCH.

led on; Bast. Drawn in the faltering table of her whom zeal and charity brought to the field, eye !

As God's own soldier,) rouuded in the ear Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her with that same purpose-cbanger, that sly devil ; brow

That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith ; And quarter'd in her heart !--he doth espy That daily break-vow; he that wins of all,

Himself love's traitor : This is pity now, of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, That hang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there

miaids : should be,

Who baving no external thing to lose In such a love, so vile a lout as he.

But the word maid,-cheals the poor maid of Blanch. My uncle's will, in this respect, is

that, miue :

That smootin-faced gentleman, tickling comIl be see augbt in you, that makes him like,

modity, +
Tbat any thing he sees, which moves his liking, Commodity, the bias of the world ;
I can with ease translate it to iny will;

The world, who of itself is peised I well,
Or, if you will, (lo speak inore properly,) Made to run eveni, upoli even ground;
I will enforce it easily to my love.

Till this advantaye, this vile drawing bias,
Further I will not flatter you my lord,

This sway of motion, this commodity, That all I see in you is worthy love,

Makes it take head from all indittereucy, Than this,--that nothing do I see in you,

From all direction, purpose, course, iulent : (Though churlish thoughts themselves should be and this same bias, ibis commodity. your judge,)

This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word, That I can find should merit any hate.

Clapp'd on the outward eye of tickle France, K. John. Wbat say these young ones? What Hath drawn bim from bis own determiu d aid, say yoni, iny niece ?

From a resolv'd and honourable war, Blanch. That she is bound in honour still to a most base and vile-concluded do

And why rail I on this cominodity ? What you iu wisdom shall vouchsafe to kay. But for because he hath not woo'd ine yet : K. John. Speak then, prince Dauphin ; can Not that I have the power to clutch iny hand, you love this lady ?

When his fair angels ø would salute my palm: Lew. Nay, ask me if I can refrain from love ; But for my hand, as inattempted yet, For I do love her most unfeignedly.

Like a poor beggar, raileth on the rica, K. John. Then do I give Volquessen, Tou. Well, whiles I ain a beggar, I will rail, raine, Maine,

And say,—there is no sin but to be richi; Poictiers, and Anjou, these five provinces, And being rich, my virtile theu shall be, With her to thee, and this addition more, To say, -there is no vice, but beggary : Full thirty thousand marks of English coin. Since kings break faith upon commodity, Philip of France, if thou be pleas'd withal, Gaiu be my lord! for i will worship thee! Comin and thy son and daughter to join hands.

[Exit. K. Phi. it likes us well ;-Young princes,

close your hands. Aust. And your lips too ; for, I am well assur'd,

That I did so, when I was first assur'd.
K. Phi. Now, citizens of Angiers, ope your SCENE 1.-The sume. --The French King's

Let in that anity which you have made :
For at saint Mary's chapel, presently,

Enter CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and SALISBURY. The files of marriage shall be solemniz'd. Const. Gone to be married ! gone to swear a Is not the lady Constance in this troop?

peace ! I know, she is not ; for this match, made up, False blood to false blood joiu'd! Gone to be Her presence would have interrupted much :

friends ! Where is she and her son ? tell me, who knows. Shall Lewis bave Blanch ? and Blanch those Lew. She is sad and passiouate at your bigli- provinces ?

ness' tent. K. Phi. And, by my faith, this league, that Be well advis'd, tell v'er thy tale again :

It is not so ; thou hast mispoke, misheard ;, we have made,

It cannot be ; thou dost but say, 'tis so : Will give her sadness very little cure.

I trust, I may not trust thee ; for thiy word Brother of England, how may we content

Is but the vain breath of a common man : 'This widow lady? ju her right we came; Believe me, I do not believe thee, mau; Whicb we, God knows, have turni'd another

I have a king's oath to the contrary. way,

Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me, To our own vantage. K. John. We will heal up all ;

For I ain sick, and capable ll of fears ; For we'll create young Arthur' duke of Bre. Oppress'd with wrougs, and therefore full of


A widow, busbandless, subject to fears ;
And earl of Richmond ; and this rich fair town
We make him lord of.-Call the lady Cori-
stance ;

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A woman natarally born to fears;

The yearly course, that brings this day about, And though thou now confess, thou didst but Shall never see it but a holyday. jest,

Const. A wicked day, and not a holyday!With my vex'd spirits I cannot take a trnce,

But they will quake and tremble all this day. What hath this day deserv'd, what hath it done,
What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head ? That it in golden letters should be set,
Why dost thou look so sadly on my son ? Among the high tides, in the kalendar ?
What means that hand upon that breast of Nay, rather, turn ibis day out of the week ;
thine ?

This day of shame, oppression, perjury :
Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum, Or, if it must stand still, let wives with child
Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds ? Pray that their burdens may not fall this day,
Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words? Lest that their hopes prodigious!y be cross'd :
Then speak again ; uot all thy former tale, But, * on this day, let seamen fear no wreck ;
But this one word, whether thy tale be true. No bargains break, that are not this day made :
Sal. As true, as I believe you think them This day, all things begun come to ill eúd ;

Yea, faith itself to hollow falsehood change?
That give you cause to prove my saying true. K. Phi. By heaven, lady, you shall bave no
Const. 0 if you teach me to believe this

cause sorrow,

To curse the fair proceedings of this day : Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die; Have I not pawn’d to you my majesty? Aud let belief and life encounter so,

Const. You have beguil'd me with a counAs doth the fury of two desperate men,


(tried, Which, in the very meeting, fall, and die.- Resembling majesty ; which, being toucb'd, and Lewis marry Blanch! o boy, then where art Proves valueless : You are forsworu, forsworu; thou ?

You came in arms to spill mine enemies' blood, France friend with England ! what becomes of But now in arms you strengthen it with your's. me

The grappling vigour and rough frown of war
Fellow, be gone; I cannot brook thy sight : Is cold in amnity and painted peace,
This news hath made thee a most ugly man. And our oppression hath made up this league :
Sal. What other harm bave I, good lady, Arin, arm, you beavens, against these perjur'd

But spoke the harm that is by others done? A widow cries ; be husband to me, heavens !

Const. Wbich harm within itself so beinous is, Let not the hours of this ungodly day
As it makes harmful all that speak of it.

Wear out the day in peace; but, ere sunset,
Arth. I do beseech you, niadam, be content. Set armed discord 'twixt these perjur'd kings!
Const. If tbou, that' bid'st me he content, Hear me, o hear me !
wert griin,

Aust. Lady Constance, peace.
Ugly, and sland'rous to thy mother's womb, Const. War! war | no peace ! peace is to me
Full of unpleasing blots, and sightless stains,

a war.
Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious, 0 Lymoges ! O Austria! thou dost shaine
Patch'd with foul moles, and eye-offending That bloody spoil : Thou slave, tbou wretch,

thou coward ;
I would not care, I then would be content ; Thou little valiant, great in villany!
For then I should not love thee ; no, nor thou Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!
Become thy great birth, nor deserve a crown. Thou fortune's champion, that dost never fight
But thou art fair ; and at thy birth, dear boy, But when her humourous ladyship is by
Nature and fortune join'd to make thee great : To teach thee safety! thou art perjur'd too,
Of nature's gifts thou may'st with lilies boast,

And sootb'st up greatness.

What a fool art
And with the half b'own rose : but fortune, oh !

thou !
She is corrupted, chang'd, and won from thee; A ramping fool; to brag, and stamp, and swear,
She adulterates hourly with thine uncle John; Upon my party I Thou cold blooded slave,
And with her golden band bath pluck'd on Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side ?

Being sworn my soldier ! bidding me depend
To tread down fair respect of sovereignty, Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength ?
And made bis majesty the bawd of their's.

And dost thou now fall over to my foes ? France is a bawd to fortune and king John; Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, That strumpet fortune, that usurping John

And hang a call's-skin on those recreant limbs. Tell me, thou fellow, is not France forsworn ? Aust. O that a man should speak those words Envenom bim with words; or get thee gone,

to me! And leave those woes alone, which I alone, Bast. And bang a calf's-skin on those reAm bound to under-bear.

creant limbs. Sal Pardon me, madam,

Aust. Thou dar’st not say so, villain, for thy I may not go without you to the kings.

life. Const. Thou may'st, thou shalt, I will not go Bast. And hang a call's-skin on those rewith thee :

creant limbs. I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ;

K. John. We like not this ; thou dos' forget For grief is proud, and makes his owner stout.

thyself. To me, and to the state of my great grief,

Let kings assemble ; for my griet's so great,
That no supporter but the huge firm earth

K. Phi. Here comes the holy legate of the
Can hold it up : here I and sorrow sit ;

Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. Pand. Hail, you anointed deputies of heaven !
[She throws herself on the ground. To thee, king John, my boly errand is.'

I Pandulpb, of fair Milan cardinal,
Enter King JOHN, K’ing Philip, Lewis, And from pope Innocent the legate here,

BLANCH, ELINOR, BASTARD), AUSTRIA, and Do, in bis name, religiously demand,

Why thou against the church, our holy

mother, K. Phi. 'Tis true, fair daughter; and this so wilfully dost spurn : and, force perforce, blessed day,

Keep Stephen Langton, chosen archbishop Ever in France shall be kept festival :

of Canterbury, from that holy see? To solennize this day, the glorious sun

Tbis, in our 'foresaid holy father's name,
Stays in his course, and plays the alchemist; Pope Innocent, I do demand of tbee.
Turning, with splendour of his precious eye,
The meagre cloddy earth to glittering gold :

• But here meaus except.

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