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Whom he hath used rather for sport than need), ! Even on that altar, where we swore to you
Is warlike John; and in his forehead sits Dear amity and everlasting love.
A bare-ribb's death, whose oílice is this day Sal. May this be possible? may this be true?
To feast npon whole thousands of the French. Mél. Have I not hideous death within my
Lew. Strike up our drums, tu fiud tlis Retaining but a quantity of life; (view,
danger out.

Which bleeds away, even as a form of wax Bast. And thou shalt sind it, Dauphin, do Resolved from his figure 'gainst the tires? not doubt.

[Exeunt. What in the world should make me now deSCENE III. The same. A Field of Battle. Since I must lose the use of all deceit? (ceive, Alarums. Enter King John and II URERT. That I must die here, and live hence by truth?

Why should I then be false; since it is true K. John. How goes the day with us? O, tell I say again, if Lewis do win the day, me, Hubert.

He is forsworn, if e'er those eyes of yours Hub, Badly, I fear: How fares your majesty? Behold another day break in the east : [breath K. John. This fever, that hath troubled me But even this night,-wloge black contagious so long,

Already smokes about the burning crest Lies heavy on me; 0, my heart is sick! Of the old, feeble, and day-wearied sun,Enter a Messenger.

Even this ill night, your breathing shall expire; Mess. My lord, your valiant kinsman, Faul. Paying the line of rated treachery, conbridge,

Even with a treacherous fine of all your lives, Desires your majesty to leave the field; If Lewis by your assistance win the day. And send him word by me, which way you go. Commend me to one Imbert, with your king; K. John. Tell him, toward Swinstead, to The love of him,--and this respect besides, the abbey there.

[ply, For that my grandsire was an Englishman,Mess. Be of good comfort; for the great sup- Awakes my conscience to confess all this. That was expected by the Dauphin bere, In lieu ý whereof, I pray you bear me hence Are wreck'd three nights ago on Goodwin From fortli the noise and rumour of the field; sands.

(now: Where I may think the remnant of iny thoughts This news was brought to Richard bui even in peace, and part this body and my soul The French figlit coldly, and retire themselves. Will contemplation and devout desires. K. John. Ah me! this tyrant fever burns me Sal. We do believe thee,-And eshrew |

But I do love the favour and the form (my soul And will not let me welcome this good news.- Of this most fair occasion, by the which Set on toward Swinstead : to my litter straight; We will untread the steps of damned flight; Weakness possesseth me, and I am faint. And, like a bated and retired food,

[Exeunt. Leaving our rankness and irregular course, SCENE IV. The same. Another Part of Stoop low within those bounds we have o'erthe same.

And calmly run on in obedience, (look'u, Enter SALISBURY, PEMBROKE, Bigot, and My arm shall give thee help to bear thee hence;

Even to our ocean, to our great king John. Others.

For I do see the cruel pangs of death [flight; Sul. I did not think the king so stored with Right ST in thine eye.-Åway, my friends! New friends.

[French; And happy newness **, that intends old right. Pem. Up once again ; put spirit in the

[Exeunt, leading off MELUN. If they miscarry, we miscarry too. Sai. That misbegotten devil, Faulconbridge,

SCENE V. The same. The French Camp. In spite of spite, alone upholds the day.

Enter LEWIS and his Train. Pem. They say, king John, sore sick, hath Lew. The sun of heaven, methought, was left the field.

loath to set;

[blush, Enter MELUN Wounded, and led by Soldierss. But stay'd, and inade the western welkinit Mcl. Lead ine to the revolts of England here. When the English measured backward their Sal. When we were happy, we had other own ground, Pem. It is the Count Melun. [names. In faint retire: 0, bravely came we off, Sal.

Wounded to death. When with a volley of our needless shot, Mel. Fly, noble English, you are bought After such bloody toil, we bid good night; and sold;

And wjund our tatter'd colours clearly up, Unthread the rude eye of rebellion,

Last in the field, and almost lords of it! And welcome home again discarded faith.

Enter a Messenger. Seek out king John, and fall before his feet; Mess. Where is my prince, the Dauphin ? For, if the French be lords of this loud day, Lew.

Here:What news?
Hef means to recompense the pains you take, Mess. The count Melun is slain; the English
By cutting off your heads: Thus hath hesworn, By his persuasion, are again fallen off : [lords,
And I with hiin, and many more with me, And your supply, which you have wish'd so
Upon the altar at Saint Edmund

* A proverb intimating treachery.

+ Lewis.
# In allusion to the images made by witches.

Ś Place.
U IN betide.

** Innovation. ++ Sky.


Are cast away,

and sunk, on Goodwin sands. I'll tell thec, Hubert, half my powerf this night, Lei. Ah, foul shrewd news !—Beshrew iby Passing these flats, are taken by the tide, very heart!

These Lincoln washes have devoured them; I did not think to be so sad to night,

Myself well-mounted, hardly have escaped. As this bath made me. Who was he, that said, Away, before! conduct ine to the king; king Johu did fly, an hour or two before I doubt, he will be dead, or ere I come. i hestumbling night did part our weary powers?

[Exeunt. Viess. Whoever spoke it, it is true, my lord. SCENE VII. The Orchard of Swinstead. Lew. Well; keep good quarter *, and good

Abbey. care to-night; The day shall not be up so soon as I,

Enter Prince HENRY, SALISBURY, and

BIGOT. To try the fair adventure of to-morrow.

(Ereunt. P. IIen. It is too late ; the life of all his

blood SCENE VI. An open Place in the Neigh- Is touchi'd corrnptibly; and his pure hrain bourhood of Swinstead-Abbey:

(Which some suppose the soul's frail dwelling. Enter the Bastard and Huberi, meeting. house), Hub. Who's there? speak, ho! speak quickly Doth by the idle comments that it makes, or I shoot.

Foretell the ending of inortality. Bast. A friend :- What art thou ?

Enter PEMBROKE. Hub.

Of the part of England. Pem. His Highness yet doth speak; and Bast. Whither dost thou go? [demand holds belief,

Huls. What's that to thee? Why may not I That being brought into the open air, Of thinc affairs, as well as thou of mine? It won allay the burning quality Bast. Hubert, I think.

Of that fell poison whicli assaileth him. Huh.

Thou hast a perfect thought: P. Hen. Let him be brought into the I will upon all hazards, well believe

orchard here. Thou art my friend, that know'st my tongue so

Doth he still rage?

[Exit Bicot. Who art thon?

(well : Pem.

He is more patient Bust. Who thou wilt : an if thou please, Tban when yon left him; even now he sung. Thou may'st befriend me so much, as to think P. Men. 0 vanity of sickness! fierce exI come one way of the Plantagenets.

tremes, IIub. Unkind remembrauce! tlou, and In their continuance, will not feel themselves. eyeless night,

[me, Death, having prey'd upon the outward parts, Have done me shame :-Brave soldier, pardon | Leaves them insensible; and his siege is now That any accent, breaking from thy tongue, Against the mind, the which he pricks and Should'scape the true acquaintance of mine ear. wounds Bust. Comc, come; sans + compliment, With niany legions of strange fantasies; what news abroad?

Which, in their throng and press to that last Itub. Why, here walk I, in the black brow holil,

(should sing. To lind you out.

(of night, Confound themselves. 'Tis strange, that death Bust. Brief, thien ; and what's the news? I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Hub. O, my sweet sir, news fitting to the Who chants a dolefullymu to his own death; night,

And, from the organ-pipe of trailty, sings Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible. His soul and body to their lasting rest.

Bast. Show me the very wound of this ill Sal. Be of good comfort, prince; for you I am no woman, I'll not swoon at it. [news; To set a form upon that in ligest [are born Hub. The king, I fear, is poison’d by a Which he bath left so shapeless and su rude. monk:

Re-enter Bigor and Attendants, who bring I left him almost speechless, and broke out

in King John in a Chair. To acquaint you with this evil; that you might K. John. Ay, marry, now my soul hath The better arın you to the suddeu time,

elbow-room; Than if yon bad at leisure known of this. It would not out at windows, nor at doors, Bast. Ilow did he take it? who did taste to There is so hot a summer in my bosom, him?

That all my bowels crumble np to dust: IIub. A monk, I tell yon; a resolved villain, I am a scribbled form, drawn with a pen Whose bowels suddenly burst out: the king Upon a parchment; and against this fire Yet speaks, aud, peradveuture, may recover. Do I shrink up. Bast. Who didst thou leave to tend bis P. Hen. How fares your majesty ? majesty?

(all come back, K. John. Poison'd,-ill fare;-dead, forHub. Why, know you not? the lords are

800k, cast oft: and brought prince Henry in their company; And none of you will biil the winter come, At whose request the king hath pardon'd bem, To thrust his icy fingers in my muaw;. And they are all about liis majesty: (heaven, Nor let my kingdom's rivers iake their coarse

Bast. Withhold thine indignation, mighty Through my burn’d bosom; nor entreat the And tempt us not to bear above our power 1

north * lo your posts or stations,

t Without.

| Forces. :

as we:

To make his bleak winds kiss my parched lips, To push destruction, and perpetual shame, And comfort me with cold: I do not ask Ont of the weak door of our fainting land : you much,

Straight let us seek, or straight we shall be I beg cold comfort; and you are so strait*, l'he Dauphin rages at our very heels. [sought; And so ingrateful, you deny me that.

Sal. It seems, you know not then so much P. Hen. 0, that there were some virtue in That might relieve you?

{my tears, The cardinal Pandulph is within at rest, K. John. The salt in them is hot. Who half an hour since came from the Dauphin; Within me is a hell; and there tiie poison And brings from him snch offers of our peace Is, as a fiend, confin'd to tyrannize

As we with honour and respect may take, On unreprievable condemned blood.

With purpose presently to leave this war. Enter the Bastarri.

Bust. He will the rather do it, when he sees Bast. O, I ain scallied with iny violent Ourselves well sinewed to our defence. motion,

Sal. Nay, it is in a manner done already; And spleen of speed to see your Majesty. For many carriages he hath despatch'd K. John. () cousin, thou art come to act To the sea-side, and put his canse and quarrel mine eye:

To the disposing of the cardinal: The tackle of my heart is crack'd and burn'd; With whom yourself, myself, and other lords, And all the shreuds, wherewith my life should If you think meet, this afternoon will post, Are turned to one threa:l, one little bair: [sail, To consummate this business happily. (prince, My heart hath one poor string to stay it by, Bust. Let it be so:- And you, my noble Which holds but till thy news be attered; With other princes that may best be spared, And then all this thou see'st, is but a clod, Sball wait upon your father's funeral. [terr’d; And modulet of coufounded royalty:

P. Hen. At Worcester must his body be inBast. The Danplin is preparing hithcrward; For so he will'd it. Where, heaven he kuows, low We sball Bast.

Thither shall it then. answer him :

And happily may your sweet self put on For, in a night, the best part of my power, The lineal state and glory of the land! As I upon advantage did remove,

To whom, with all submission, on my knee, Were in the washes, all unwarily,

I do bequeath my faithful services Devoured by the unexpected nood.

And true subjection everlastingly.

[The King dies. $al. And the like tender of our love we Sal. You breathe these dead news in as dead To rest without a spot for everinore. (make, an ear.

[thus. P. Hen. I have a kind soul, that would give My liege! my lord!But now a king,--now you thanks, P. Gen. Even so must I run on, and even And knows not how to do it, but with tears. 80 stcp.

(stay, Bast. 0, let us pay the time but needful woe, What snrety of the world, what hope, wiat Since it haih been beforehand with our griefs. When this was now a king, and now is clay! This England never did, (nor never shait,)

Bast. Art thon gone so? I do but stay be Lie at the prond foot of a conqueror, To do the office for thee of revenge! [hind, But when it first did help to wound itself. And then my soul shall wait on thee to heaveil, Now these her princes are come home again, As it on earth bath been thy servant still. Come the three corners of the world in arms, Now, pow, you stars, that move in your riglit And we shall shock thein : Nought shall make spheres,

[mended faiths ; If England to itself do rest but true. [us rue, Where be your powers ? Show now your

[Exeunt. And instantly reluru with me again, * Narrow, avaricious.

+ Model.

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The tragedy of KING JOHN, though not written with the utmost power of Shakspeare, is varied with a very pleasing interchange of incidents and characters. The lady's grief is very affecting; and the character of the Bastard contains that mixture of greatness and levity which this author delighted to exhibit.-JOHNSON.

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Persons represented. King Richard the SECOND.

Earl of Northumberland. EDMUND of Langley, D.of York;> uncles to HENRY Percy, his son. JOHN of Gaunt, D.of Luncaster; } the king. Lord Ross. Lord WILLOUGHBY. Lord HENRY, surnumed Boling broke, Duke of FITZWATER.

Hereford, son to John of Gaunt ; after. Bishop of Carlisle. Abbot of Westminster. · wards King Ilenry IV.

Lord Marshal; and another Lord.
Duke of AUMERIE, son to the Duke of York. Sir PIERCE of Exton. Sir STEPHEN Scroor.
MOWBRAY, Duke of Norfolk.

Captuin of a band of Welshmen.
Duke of Surrey.
Earl of Salisbury. Eari BERKLEY,

Queen to King Richard.

Duchess of Gloster. Bagor, creatures to King Richard. Duchess of York. GREEN,

Lady utlending on the Queen.
Lords, Heralds, Oficers, Soldiers, two Gardeners, Keeper, Messenger, Groom, and

other Attendants.
Scene,-dispersedly in England and Wales.

ACT І. SCENE I. London. A Room in the Palace. Until the heavens, envying earth's good hap,

Add an immortal title to your crown! Enter King RICHARD; attended : John of

K. Rich. We thank you both: yet one but GAUNT, and other Nobles, with him.

flatters us, K. Rich. Old John of Gaunt, time-honour'd As well appeareth by the cause you come: Lancaster,

Namely, to appealt each other of high treason. Hast thou, according to thiy oath and band*, Cousin of Hereford, what dost thou object Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold son; Against the duke of Norfolk, Thomas MowHere to make good the boisterons late appeal,

bray? Which then our leisure would not let us hear, Boling. First, (heaven be the record of my Against the duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mow- In the devotion of a subject's love, [speech!) Guunt. I have, my liege.

[bray? Tendering the precious safety of my prince, K. Rich. Tell me moreover, bast thou And free from other misbegotten hate, sounded hiin,

Come I appellant to this princely presence. If he appeal the duke on ancient malice; Now, Thomas Mowbray, do I turn to thee, Or worthily as a good subject should, And mark my greeting well; for what I speak, On some known ground of treachery in him? My body shall make good upon this earih, Gaunt. As near as I could sift him on that Or my divine soul answer it in heaven. argument,

Thou art a traitor, and a miscreant; On some apparent danger seen in him, Too good to be so, and too bad to live; Aim'd at your highness, no inveterate malice. Since, the more fair and crystal is the sky, K. Rich. Then call them to our presence; The uglier seem the clouds that in it tiy. face to face,

Once more, the more to aggravate the note, And frowning brow to brow,ourselves will hear With a fool traitor's name staff I thy throat; The accuser, and the accused, freely speak :- And wish,(so please my sovereign,)ere I move,

[Ereunt some Attendants. What my tongue speaks, myright-drawnsword High-stomach'd are they both, and full of ire, may prove.

[zeal: In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire.

Nor. Let not my cold words here accuse my Re-enter Attendants, with BOLINGBROKE 'Tis not the trial of a woman's war, and NORFOLK.

The bitter clamour of two eager tongues, Boling. May many years of happy days befal Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain : My gracious sovereign, my most loving liege! The blood is hot, that must be coola for this, Nor. Each day still betterother's happiness; / Yet can I not of such tame patience boast, • Bond.

+ Charge.

As to be hush’d, and vought at all to say: [me | Aud bid his ears a little while be deaf,
First, the fair reverence of your bighness curbs Till I have told this slander of his bloodll,
From giving reins and spurs to my free speech; How God, and good men, hate so foul a liar.
Which else would post, until it had return'd K. Rich. Mowbray, impartial are our eyes
These terms of treasou doubled down his throat. and ears :
Setting aside his bigh blood's royaliy, Were le my brother, nay, my kingdom's heir,
And let him be no kinsman to my liege, (As he is bit my father's brother's son,)
I do defy him, and I spit at him;

Now by my sceptre's awe I make a vow, Call him-a slanderous coward, and a villain : Such neighbour nearness to our sacred blnod Which to maiutain, I would allow him odds; Should nothing privilege hin, nor partialize And meet him, were I tied to run a foot The unstooping firmness of my upright soul; Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps,

He is our subject, Mowbray, so art thon; Or any other ground inhabitable*

Free speech, and fearless, I to thee allow. Where ever Englishman durst set bis foot, Nor. Then, Bolivgbroke, as low as to thy Mean time, let this defend my loya ty,


[liest! By all my hopes, most faiselý doib he lie. Through the false passage of thy throat, thon Boling. Pale trembling coward, there I Three parts of that receipt I had for Calais, throw my gage,

Disbursed Iduly to his bigliness' soldiers: Disclaiming here the kindred of a king; The other part reserved 1 by consent ; And Jay aside my higli blood's royalty, (cept: For that my sovereign liege was in my debt, Which fear, not reverence, makes thee to ex. Upon remainder of a dear account, If guilty dread hath left thee so much strength, since last I went to Franceto fetch his queen: As to take up mine honour's pawn, then stoop; Nowswallow down that lie.--For Gloster's By that, and all the rites of knighthood else, death, Will I make good against thee, arm to arm, I slew him not; but to my own disgrace, What I havespoke, or thou canst worse devise. Neglected my sworn duty in that case.

Nor. I take it up; and, by that sword I swear, For you, my noble lord of Lancaster,
Which gently lay'd my knightlicod on my The honourable father to my foe,
I'll answer thee in any fair degree, (shoulder, Once did I lay in ambush for your life,
Or chivalrous design of knightly trial:. A trespass that doth vex my grieved soul :

And, when I mount, alive may I not light, But, ere I last received the sacrament,
If I be traitor, or unjustly tight!

I did confess it; and exactly begged K. Rich. What doth our cousin lay to Mow. Your grace's pardon, and, I hope, I had it. bray's charge?

This is my fault: As for the rest appeal'd l, It must be great, that can inheritt us

It issues from the rancour of a villain, So much as of a thought of ill in hiin. A recreant and most degenerate traitor : Boling. Look, what I speak my life shall Which in myself I boklly will defend ; prove it true;

(nobles, And interchangeably hurl down my gage That Mowbray hath received eight thousand Upon this overweening** traitor's foot, In name of lendings for your highness sol. To prove myself a loyal gentleman diers;

(ments, Even in the best blood chamberd in his bosom: The which he hath detain’d for lewd I employ- In haste whereof, most heartily I pray Like a false traitor, and injurious villain. Your highness to assign our trialday. [by me; Besides I say, and will in battle prove,

K. Kich. Wrath-kindled gentlemen,beruled Or here, or elsewhere, to the furthest verge Let's parge this choler without letting blood : That ever was survey'd by English eye, This we prescribe though no physician; That all the treasons, for these eighteen years Deep malice makes too deep incision : Complotted and coutrived in this land, (spring. Forget, forgive; conclude, and be agreed ; Fetch from false Mowbray their first head and Our doctors say, this is no time to bleed. Further I say,- and further will maintain Good uncle, let this end where it begua; (son. Upon his bad life, to make all this goud, - We'll calin the duke of Norfolk, you your That he did plot the duke of Closter's death; Guunt. To be a make-peace shall become Suggest ş his soon believing adversaries;

my age :

(gaye. And, conseqnently, like a traitor coward, Throw down, my son, the duke of Norfolk's Sluiced out bis innocent soul through streams K. Rich. And, Norfolk, throw down bis. of blood :


When, Harry? when? Which blood, like sacrificing Abel's, cries, Obedience bids, I should not bid again. Even from the tongueless caverns of the earth, K. Rich. Norfolk, throw down; we bid; To me, for justice, and rough chastisement ;

there is no boottt.

[foot : And, by the glorious worth of my descent, Nor. Myself I throw, dread sovereign,it thy This arm shall do it, or this life be spent. My life thou shalt command, but not my shame: K. Rich. How high a pitch his resolution | The one my duty owes; but my fair name, soars!

(Despite of death, that lives upon iny grave,) Thomas of Norfolk, what say'st thou to this? To dark dishonour's use thou shall not have.

Nor.0, let my sovereign turn away bis face, I am disgraced, impeach'd, and batted here; # Upinbabitable, + Possess. I Wicked. Prompt. || Reproach to his ancestry.

I Charged.
** Arrogant.

tt No advantage in delay.

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