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K. John. Have thou the ordering of this pre- to give us warrant from the hand of heaven sent time.
And on our activus set the name of rigul, Bast. Away then, with good courage ; yet with boly breath. know,
Pand. Hail, noble prince of France ! Our party may kell meet a pronder foe.
The next is this,-king John hatha reconcil'd (Ereunt. Himself to Rome ; his spirit is come in,
That so stood out against the boly church, SCENE II.-A Plain near Sl. Edmund'sa The great inetropolis and see of Rome : Bury.
Therefore thy tbreat'ning colours now wiad ag,
And tame tbe savage spirit of wild war; Enter, in arms, Lewis, SALISBCRY, Melun, That, like a lion foster'd up at band,
PEMBROKE, Bigor, and Soidiers. It may lie gently at the foot of peace, Lew. My lord Melun, let this be copied out,
And be no further harmful than in sbow, And keep it safe for our remembrance :
Lew. Your grace shall pardon me, I will not Return the precedent to these lords again ;
back That, having our fair order written down,
I am too high-born to be propertied," Both they and we, perusing o'er these notes,
To be a secoudary at control, May know wherefore we took the sacrament,
Or useful serving-man, and instrument, And keep our faiths firm and inviolable.
To any sovereign state throughout the world. Sal. Upon our sides it never shall be brokea. Your breath first kindled the dead coal of wars, Aird, noble Daupbin, albeit we swear
Between this chastis'd kingdom and myself, A voluntary zeal, and unurg'd faith,
And brought in matter that should should feed To your proceedings; yet, believe me, prince,
this fire ; I am not glad that such a sore of time
And now 'tis far too huge to be blown out sbould seek a plaster by contemn'd revolt,
With that same weak wind which enkindled it. And heal the iuveterate canker of one wound, You taugbt me how to know the face of right, By making many : Oh! it grieves my soul,
Acquainted me with interest to this land, That I must draw this m tal from my side
Yea, thrust this enterprize into my heart; "To be a widow-maker; Ob! and there,
And come you now to tell mne, Joby hath made
His peace with Rowe? What is that peace to
1, by the bonour of my marriage-bed,
And, wow it is half-conqnei'd, must I back, of stern injushce and confused wrong.
Decause that Jobu bath made his peace alb
borne, Wherein we step after a stranger march
What men provided, shat munition seni, Upon her gentle bosom, and till up (weep
To underprop this artivo i is't not l, Her enemies' ranks, (I must withdraw and That undergo ibis charge t who else but I, Upon the spot of this enforced cause,)
And such as to my claim are liable, To grace the gentry of a land remote,
Sweat in this business, and majutain this war! And follow unacquainted colours here 3
Have I not heaıd these islanders shout out, What, here ?-u nation, that thou coulds't re Vive le roy! as I have bank'd their tops! move!
ilave I nol bere the best cards for the game, That Neptune's arms, who clippeth thee about, To win this easy match play'd for a crown? Would bear thee from the knowledge of thy. And shall I now give o'er the yieided set ? sell,
No, ou my soul, it never shall be said. And grapple thee unto a pagan shore ;
Pand. You look but on the outside of this Where ihese two Christian armies milght com
work. The blood of malice in a vein of league, (bine
Lew. Outside or inside, I will not returu And not to spend it so unneighbouriy !
rill noy attempt so much be glorified Lew. A noble temper dost thou show in this ; Before I drew this gallayı head of war,
As to my ampie hope was promised
Aud cull'd these fiery spirits from the world,
To outlook conquest, and to win reuomu
Enter the BASTARD attended.
Bast. According to the fair play of the
And, as you answer, I'do koow the scope
, Come, come l for ihou shalt thrust thy Hand as the youth says well :-Now hear our Engtish deep
king; Into the purse of rich prosperity,
for thus his royalty doth speak ia me.
This harness'd masque, aud udadvised revel,
This unhair'd sauciuess, and boyish troops,
From out the circle of his territories, • Love of country.
1 Leap over the hatch,
That hand, which had the strength, even at your SCENE IV.-The same. Another part of the door,
same. To cudgel you, and make you take the batch ;. To dive, like buckets, in concealed wells;
Enter SALISBURY, PEMBROKE, Bigot, and To crouch in litter of your stable planks ;
others. To lie, like pawns, lock'd up in chests and Sal. I did not think the king so stored with trunks ;
friends. To hug with swine; to seek sweet safety out Pem. Up once again ; put spirit in the French ; In vanits and prisons; and to thrill, and shake, if they miscarry, we miscarry too. * Even at the crying of your nation's crow, + Sal. That misbegotton devil, Paulconbridge, Thinking bis voice an armed Englishman ;- In spite of spite, alone upholds the day. Sball that victorious hand be feebled here,
Pem. They say, king John, sore sick, hath That in your chambers gave you chastisement ?
left the field. No : Kyjow, the gallant monarch is in arms; And like an eagle o'er bis aeric towers,
Enter MELUN wounded, and led by Soldiers. Tu souse annoyance that comes near his nest.
Mel. Lead me to the revolts of England here. And you degenerate, you ingrate revolts,
Sul. When we were happy, we had other You bloody Neros, ripping up the womb
nanics. of your dear mother England, blush for shame :
Pem. It is the count Melun. For your own ladies, and pale visag'd maids,
Sal. Wounded to death. Like Amazons, come tripping after drunis ;
Mel. Fly, noble English, you are bought and Their thimbles into armed gauntlets change,
Uuthread the rude eye of rebellion, (sold ; Their neelds i to lances, and their gentle hearts
And welcome home again discarded faith. To fierce and bloody inclination.
Seek out kipy John, and fall before his feet; Lew. There end' thy brave, 5 and turn thy For, if the French be lords of this loud day, face in peace;
He † means to recompense the pains you take, We graut thou canst outscold us : fare' thee By cutting off your heads : Thus hath he sworn, We bold our time too precious to be spent
And I with him, and many more with me, With such a brabbler.
Upon the altar at Saint Edmund's-Bury ; Pand. Give me leave to speak.
Even on that altar, where we swore to you. East. No, I will speak.
Dear amity and everlasting love. lem. We will attend to neither :
Sal. May this be possible ? may this be true ? Strike np the drums; and let the tongne of war
Mel. Have I not hideous death within my Plead for our interest, and our being here.
Retaining but a quantity of life;
(view, Bast. Indeed, your drums, being beatell, will Which bleeds away, even as a form of wax® cry out;
Resolved from his figure 'gainst the fire ? I Abd so sball you, being beaten : Do but start
What in the world should make me now deceive, Aud echo with the clamour of thy drum,
Since I must lose the use of all deceit? And even at hand a drum is ready brac'd,
Why should I then be false ; since it is true That shall reverberate all as loud as thine ;
That I must die here, and live heuce by truth? Sound bat another, and another sball
I say again, if Lewis do win the day, As loud as thine, rattle the welkin's ear, [hand He is forsworn, it e'er those eyes of your's And mock the deep-mouth'd thunder : for at Behold another day break in the east : (breath Not trusting to this balting legate here,
But even this night, --whose black contagious buin he hath us'd rather for sport than need,) Already smokes about the burning crest Is warlike John; and in his forehead sits
of the old, feeble, and day-wearied sun,A bare-ribb's death, whose office is this day
Even this ill night, your breathing shall expire ; To feast upon whole thousands of the French.
Paying the fine of rated treachery, Lt. Suike up our druins, to find this dan. Even with a treacherous fine of all your lives, ger out,
If Lewis by your assistance win the day. Bast. And thou shalt and it, Dauphin, do not commend me to one Hubert, with your king; doubt.
The love of him,-and this respect besides,
For that my grandsire was an Englisbian,SI'EVE III.—The same.-A Field of Batlle. Awakes my conscience to confess all tbis.
In lieu whereof, I pray you, bear me hence Alarums.- Enter King John and HUBERT. From forth the noise and rumour of the field; K. John. How goes the day with us ? O tell where I may think the renmant of my thoughts me, Hubert.
In peace and part this body and my soul lub. Badly, I fear : How fares your ma
With contemplation and devout desires. jesty ?
Sal. We do believe thee,-Aud beshrew my K. Jokan. This fever, that hath troubled me But I do love the favour and the form (soul so lons,
of this most fair occasion, by the which Las beavy on me ; O my heart is sick!
We will untread the steps of damned flight;
And like a bated and retired flood,
Leaving our rankuess and irregular course, Mess. My lord, your valiant kiusman, Faul-Stoop low withis those bounds we have o'erconbridge,
And calmly run ou in obedience, [look'd, Dreires your majesty to leave the field;
Even to our ocean, to our great king Jobu.And send him wored by me, which way you go.
My arm shall give thee help to bear thee lence;
[tight; K. John. Tell him, toward Swinstead, to the For! do see the cruel pangs of death abbey there.
Right $ in thine eye.- Away, ny friends! New Bfess. Be of good comfort ; for the great and bappy newness, that intends old riglit. supply,
(Exeunt, leading of MELUN. Tuat was expected by the Dauphin here, Are wech'd three nights ago on Godwin sands.
SCENE V.-The same.--The French Camp. This news was brought to Richard but even now; The French tight coldly, and retire themselves.
Enter Lewis and his Train. A. John, Ah me! this tyrant fever burns me up, Leu'. The sun of heaven, methought, was A1 will not let ine welcome this good news.
loath to set ; Art co toward Swinstead : to my litter straight; Wedness possesseth me, and I am faint.
• Pembroke was not
amongst the revolters : He [Exeunt. maintained his loyally unshakea, during the lowest fortune of the king Hume.
Leis. • Leap over the batch.
1 Au allusion to the insges made by witches. The (towing of a cork. Needls. Boast.
Through my buru'd bosom; nor entrcal the
But stay'd, and made the western welkin blush, Bast. Withhold thine indignation, afghty
Away, before! couduct me to the king;
I doubt, he will be dead, or ere i come. Mess. Where is my prince the Daupbin ?
(Ereuat. Low. Here :-What news ? Mess. The count Melun is slaiu ; the English SCENE VII.-The Orchard of Swinstead.
P. Hen. It is too late ; the life of all bis
blood very beart! I did not think to be so sad to-night,
Is touch'd corruptibly; and bis pure brain As this hath made me.-Who was he, that said
(Which some suppose the soul's frail dwelling. King John did fly, an hour or two before
house,) The stumbling night did part our weary powers ? Doth, by the idle comments that it males, Mess. Whoever spoke it, it is true, my lord.
Foretell the ending of mortality.
Pem. His highness yet doth speak ; and holds
That, being brought into the open air, SCENE VI.-An open Place in the Neigh. It would allay the burning quality bourhood of Swinstead-Abbey.
of that fell poison wbich assaileth him.
P. Hen. Let him he brought into the orchard Enter the BASTARD and HUBERT, meeting.
bere.Hub. Who's there ? speak, ho! speak quickly, Duth he still rage ? or I shoot.
Pem. He is more patient, Bast. A friend :--What art thou ?
Than when you left him; even now be saug. Hub. of the part of England.
P. Hen. 0 vanity of sickness fierce él. Bast. Whither dost thou go?
tremes, Hub. What's that to thee? Why may not in their continúance, will not feel themselves. demand
Deatlı, baving prey'd upon the outward parts, of thine affairs, as weil as thou of mine ? Leaves them insensible ; and his siege is box Bast. Hubert, I think.
Against the mind, the which le pricks and Hub. Thou hast a perfect thought :
wounds I will upon all hazards, well believe
With many legions of strange fantasies ; Thou art my friend, that know':t my tongue so which, in their throng and press to that last Who art thon?
hold, Bast. Who thou wilt: an if thou please,
Confound themselves. ”Tis strange, that death Thou may'st befriend me so much, as to think
should sing.I come one way of the Plantagenets.
I am the cygnet to this pale faint swang Hub. Duhind remembrance! thou, and eye- who chants a doleful hymn to his own death ; less night,
And, from the organ-pipe of frailty, sings Have done me sbame :-Brave soldier, pardon His soul and body to their lasting rest. That any accent, breaking from thy tongue, Sal. Be of good comfort, prince ; for you are Should 'scape the true acquaintance of mine
To set a form upon that indigest Bast. Come, come ; sans compliment, what, which he bath left so shapeless and so rade.
news abroad? Hub. Why, here walk 1, in the black brow Re-enter Bigor and Attendants, who bring of night,
en King Join in a Chair. To find you out.
K. John. Aye, marry, now my soul bath elBast. Brief, then ; and what's the news ?
bow-room ; Ilub. o my sweet Sir, tiews fitting to the It would not out at windows, nor at doors, night,
There is so hot a summer iú my bosom, Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.
That all my bowels crumble up to dust : Bust. Show me the very wound of this ill I am a scribbled form, drawn with a pen news :
Upon a parchment;
and against this tire I am no woman, I'll not swoon at it.
Do I sbrink up.
K. John. Poison'd, --il-fare ; --dead, forzouk, To acquaint you with this evil : that you might
cast off : The better arm you to the sudden time, Than if you lad at leisure known of this.
And none of you will bid the winter come, Bust. How did he take it? wbo did taste 10 Nor let my kiugdom's rivers take their contre,
To thrust his icy fingers in my mnaw; him 1 Hub. A monk, I tell yon ; a resolved villain,
north Whose bowels suddenly burst out : the king
To make his bleak winds hiss my parcheul lips, Yet speaks, and peradventure, may recover.
And comfort ine with cold :-1 do not aski jest Bast. Who didst thou leave to tend his
much ; majesty ? 1Jud. why, know you not ? the lords are all And so ingrateful, you deny me that,
I beg cold comfutt; and you are so strait, coine back,
P. Hen. o that there were some virtut is And brought prince Henry in their com
Riy tears, Al whose request the king hath pardon'd thein,
That mig i relieve you! And they are all about his majesty. • Innovation.
• This occurred to King Jola himself.
K. John. The salt in them is hot.
Sal. It seems you know not then so much Within me is a hell ; and there the poison Is, as a fiend, confin'd to tyrannize
The cardinal Pandulph is within at rest, On unreprievable condemned blood.
Who half an hour pince came from the Dau.
phin, Enter the BASTARD.
And brings from him such offers of our peace Bast. Oh! I am scaided with my violent As we with honour and respect may take, motion,
With purpose presently to leave this war. And spleen of speed to see your majesty.
Bast. He will the rather do it, when be sees K. John. 0 cousin, thou art come to setOurselves well sinewed to our defence. mine eye :
Sal. Nay, it is in a manner done already ; The tackle of my heart is crack'd and burn'd; For many carriages he hath despatch'd Abd all the shrouds, wherewith my life should to the sea-side, and put his cause and quarrel sail,
To the disposing of the cardinal : Are turned to one thread, one little hair : With whom yourself, myself, and other lords, My beart hath one poor string to stay it by, If you think meet, this afternoou will post Which bolds but till thy news be uttered : To consummate this business happily. And then all this thou see'st, is but a clod, Bast. Let it be 80 ;-And you, my noble And module of confounded royalty.
prince, Bast. The Dauphini is preparing bitherward ; With other princes that may best be spar'd, Wbure, heaven he kuows, how we shall answer Shall wait upon your father's funeral. him :
P. Hen. At Worcester must his body be in For, in a night, the best part of my power,
terr'd; As í upou advantage did remove,
For so he will'd it. Were, in the washes, all onwarily,
Bast. Thitber shall it then, Devoured by the unexpected flood.
And happily may your sweet self put on
(The King dies. The lineal state and glory of the land ! Sal. You breathe these dead news in as dead To whom, with all submission, on my knee, an ear.
I do bequeath my faithful services My liege! my lord !--But now a king,-now And true subjection everlastingly, thus.
Sal. And the like tender of our love P. Hen. Even so must I run on, and even so
To rest without a spot for evermore. What surety of the world, what hope, what P. Hen. I have a kind soul, that would give stay,
you thanks, When this was now a king, and now is clay! And knows not how to do it, but with tears. Bast. Art thou gone so? I do but stay be. Bast. 0 let us pay the time but needful hind,
woe, To do the office for thee of revenge ; (heaven, since it hatń been beforehand with our griefs.And then my soul shall wait on thee to This England never did, (nor never shall,) As it on earth hath been thy servant still.--. Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, Now, now, you stars, that move in your right But when it first did help to wound itself. spberes,
(faiths ; Now these her princes are come home again, Where be your powers ? Show now your mended Come the ibree corners of the world in arms, And instantly return with me again,
And we shall shock them : Nought shall make To push destruction and perpetual shame
us rue, Out of the weak.door of our fainting land : If England to itself do rest but true. (Ercunt. Straight let us seek, or straight we sball be sought;
• A stone coffin, contnining the body of King Jobu, The Dauphin rages at our very heels.
was discovered in Worcester cathedral, July 17, 1797.
LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. The action of this drama comprises little more than tbe two last years of King Richard's reign. It commerces
with Bolinbroke's accusation of treason against Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk, in 1998, and terminates with the murder of Richard at Poinfret Castle, about the year 1400. Sbakspeare wrote the play ia 1397, deriving bus or terials chiefly from Hollinshed's Chronicle, many passages of which, he has almost literaily embodied with b. own. The speech of the Bishop of Carlisle, in defence of king Richard's unalienable right, and immunity from human jurisdiction, is particularly copied from that old writer. The historical points of the tragedy are consequently accurate ; for notwithstanding the Lancasterian prejudices of those who have recorded be reign, Richard was a weak prince, and unfit for government. He had capacity enough, but no solid judgment, por good education : he was violeat in temper, profuse in expence, fond of idle show, devoted to favourit, and addicted to low society. Yet his punishmeat outbalanced his offence. Dr. Johnson has remarked of this play, that it cannot be said “much to affect the passions, or enlarge the undersianding ;" but it is is possible to contemplate the ahject degradation of the unfortunate monarch, as drawn by the poet, without questioning the truth and judgment of this critical rescript. In dignity of thought and fertility of expression, it is cer tainly superior to many of Shakspeare's productions, however it may yield to them in attractive incident of highly-wrought catastrophe. Yet where can we find a combination of circumstances more truly pathetic, thaa those with which Shakspeare has surrounded the short career of Richard, from his landing in Wales, to his murder at Pomfret. If the bitterness of his sorrow when deserted by his friends, and bearded by his beroes--if the lowliness and patience of his carriage, whilst exposed to the insults of the rabble, and greeted with the mockery of homage by his aspiring rival--if the majesty of his sentiments, soaring above couscious belplessness or constitutional imbecility---and if his heroic resistance when despatched by his savage assulaats are not calculated to "affect the passions, or colarge the understanding," there is no dramatic porurature i dat is capable of doing so.
DRAMATIS PERSONE. KING RICHARD THE SECOND.
Uncles to LORD FITZWATER.
reford, Son to John of Gaunt ; after- SIR PIERCE of Eston.
SIR STEPHEN SCROOP.
QUIEN to King Richard.
DUCHESS OF GLOSTER. EARL BERKLEY.
DUCHESS OF YORK. BUSAY,
LADY attending on the Queen. BAGOT,
Creatures to King Richard. GREEN,
Lords, Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, tuo Ger. EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND.
deners, Keeper, Messenger, Groom, and HENRY PERCY, mis Son.
other Attendants. SCENE, dispersedly in England, and Wales.
SCENE 1.-London.-A R:om in the
GAUNT, and other Nobles, with him.
Hast thon, according to thy oath and hand,