The canon of the law is laid on him,
Being but the second generation

Removed from thy sin-conceiving womb.
K. John. Bedlam, have done.

Const. I have but this to say

That he's not only plagued for her sin,

But God hath made her sin and her the plague

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On this removed issue, plagu'd for her,

And with her.-Plague her son; his injury,

Her injury, the beadle to her sins,

All punish'd in the person of this child,
And all for her; A plague upon her!

Eli. Thou unadvised scold, I can produce

A will, that bars the title of thy son.

Const. Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked

will;

A woman's will; a cankred grandam's will!

K. Phil. Peace, lady; pause, or be more temperate : It ill beseems this presence, to cry aim

To these ill-tuned repetitions.

Some trumpet summon hither to the walls

These men of Angiers; let us hear them speak,
Whose title they admit, Arthur's, or John's.

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[Trumpets sound.

Enter Citizens upon the Walls.

1 Cit. Who is it, that hath warn'd us to the walls? K. Phil. 'Tis France, for England.

K. John. England, for itself:

You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects

K. Phil.

K. Phil. You loving men of Angiers, Arthur's sub

jects,

Our trumpet call'd you to this gentle parle.

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K. John. For our advantage;―Therefore, hear us

first.

These flags of France, that are advanced here
Before the eye and prospect of your town,
Have hither march'd to your endamagement :
The cannons have their bowels full of wrath;
And ready mounted are they, to spit forth
Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls:
All preparation for a bloody siege,

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And merciless proceeding by these French,
Confronts your city's eyes, your winking gates;
And, but for our approach, those sleeping stones,
That as a waist do girdle you about,
By the compulsion of their ordnance
By this time from their fixed beds of lime
Had been dishabited, and wide havock made
For bloody power to rush upon your peace.
But, on the sight of us, your lawful king-
Who, painfully, with much expedient march,
Have brought a countercheck before your gates, 230
To save unscratch'd your city's threaten'd cheeks-
Behold, the French, amaz'd, vouchsafe a parle :
And now, instead of bullets wrap'd in fire,
To make a shaking fever in your walls,
They shoot but calm words, folded up in smoke,
To make a faithless error in your ears:

Which trust accordingly, kind citizens,

And

And let us in, your king; whose labour'd spirits,
Forweary'd in this action of swift speed,

Crave harbourage within your city walls.

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: K. Phil. When I have said, make answer to us both.

Lo, in this right hand, whose protection
Is most divinely vow'd upon the right
Of him it holds, stands young Plantagenet ;
"Son to the elder brother of this man,
And king o'er him, and all that he enjoys:
For this down-trodden equity, we tread

In warlike march these greens before your town;
Being no further enemy to you,

Than the constraint of hospitable zeal,
In the relief of this oppressed child,
Religiously provokes. Be pleased then
To pay that duty, which you truly owe,

To him that owes it; namely, this young prince :
And then our arms, like to a muzzled bear,

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Save in aspect, have all offençe seal'd up;
Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent
Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven;
And, with a blessed and unvex'd retire,
With unhack'd swords, and helmets all unbruis'd,
We will bear home that lusty blood again,

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Which here we came to spout against your town, And leave your children, wives, and you, in peace. But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer,

'Tis not the roundure of your old fac'd walls Can hide you from our messengers of war;

Though

Though all these English, and their discipline,
Were harbour'd in their rude circumference.
Then, tell us, shall your city call us lord,
In that behalf which we have challeng'd it?
Or shall we give the signal to our rage,
And stalk in blood to our possession?

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Cit. In brief, we are the king of England's subjects; For him, and in his right, we hold this town.

K. John. Acknowledge then the king, and let me in.

Cit. That can we not: but he that proves the king, To him will we prove loyal; 'till that time, Have we ramm'd up our gates against the world. K. John. Doth not the crown of England prove the ng?

And, if t that, I bring you witnesses,

280 Twice fifteen thousand hearts of England's breedFaulc. Bastards, and else.

K. John. To verify our title with their lives.

K. Phil. As many, and as well-born bloods as those

Faulc. Some bastards too.

K. Phil. Stand in his face, to contradict his claim.

Cit. 'Till you compound whose right is worthiest, We, for the worthiest, hold the right from both. K. John. Then God forgive the sin of all those souls,

That to their everlasting residence,

Before the dew of evening fall, shall fleet,

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In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king!

K. Phil, Amen, Amen!

arms !

Mount, chevaliers! to

Faulc. Saint George-that swing'd the dragon, and

Sits on his horseback at mine hostess' door,

Teach us some fence!-Sirrah, were I at home,
At your den, sirrah, with your lioness,
I'd set an ox-head to your lion's hide,
And make a monster of you.-

Aust. Peace; no more.

[To AUSTRIA.

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Faulc. O, tremble! for you hear the lion roar.
K. John. Up higher to the plain; where we'll set

forth,

In best appointment, all our regiments. j-l

Faulc. Speed then, to take advantage the field. K. Phil. It shall be so ;-and at the other hill Command the rest to stand.-God, and our right! [Exeunt.

SCENE II.

After Excursions, enter the Herald of France, with Trumpets, to the Gates.

F. Her. You men of Angiers, open wide your gates, And let young Arthur, duke of Bretagne, in; Who, by the hand of France, this day hath made Much work for tears in many an English mother, 310

Whose