Paul. Which lets go by some sixteen years and makes As now she might have done, 32 I am asham'd: does not the stone rebuke me 37 40 There's magic in thy majesty, which has What, sovereign sir, I did not well, I meant well. All my services You have paid home; but that you have vouch-And do not say 'tis superstition, that saf'd, 4 I kneel and then implore her blessing. Lady, 44 Dear queen, that ended when I but began, Give me that hand of yours to kiss. Paul. O, patience! The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour's Not dry. With your crown'd brother and these your contracted Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to It is a surplus of your grace, which never Paul. 16 48 Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on, Which sixteen winters cannot blow away, Pol. 52 Dear my brother, Let him that was the cause of this have To take off so much grief from you as he Indeed, my lord, 56 Or hand of man hath done; therefore I keep it If I had thought the sight of my poor image Lonely, apart. But here it is: prepare Would thus have wrought you,—for the stone To see the life as lively mock'd as ever is mine,Still sleep mock'd death: behold! and say 'tis I'd not have show'd it. well. 20 [PAULINA draws back a curtain, and dis- I like your silence: it the more shows off Comes it not something near? Leon. May think anon it moves. Leon. 60 Let be, let be! The very life seems warm upon her lip. in't, As we are mock'd with art. She embraces him. Paul. As any cordial comfort. Still, methinks, me, For I will kiss her. Leon. No, not these twenty years. Stand by, a looker-on. Paul. So long could I 84 Either forbear, 88 Quit presently the chapel, or resolve you Which I protest against,-I am assisted Leon. while. 116 Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear that I, What you can make her do, Myself to see the issue. I am content to look on: what to speak, To make her speak as move. 92 Paul. Or those that think it is unlawful business No foot shall stir. Proceed : 96 Paul. Music, awake her: strike! [Music. 'Tis time; descend; be stone no more: approach; Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come; Dear life redeems you. You perceive she stirs: And take her by the hand; whose worth and honesty 144 Is richly noted, and here justified By us, a pair of kings. Let's from this place. What! look upon my brother: both your pardons, That e'er I put between your holy looks 148 My ill suspicion. This' your son-in-law, And son unto the king,-whom heavens directing, Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina, Lead us from hence, where we may leisurely 152 Each one demand and answer to his part Perform'd in this wide gap of time since first We were dissever'd: hastily lead away. [Exeunt. THE LIFE AND DEATH OF KING JOHN KING JOHN. PRINCE HENRY, Son to the King. DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. PHILIP, King of France. LEWIS, the Dauphin. ARTHUR, Duke of Britaine, Nephew to the LYMOGES, Duke of Austria. King. CARDINAL PANDULPH, the Pope's Legate. MELUN, a French Lord. THE EARL OF PEMBROKE. THE EARL OF ESSEX. THE EARL OF SALISBURY. THE LORD BIGOT. CHATILLON, Ambassador from France. QUEEN ELINOR, Mother to King John. CONSTANCE, Mother to Arthur. HUBERT DE BURGH. ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, Son to Sir Robert BLANCH OF SPAIN, Niece to King John. Faulconbridge. PHILIP THE BASTARD, his half-brother. JAMES GURNEY, Servant to Lady Faulcon bridge. PETER OF POMFRET, a Prophet. LADY FAULCONBRIDGE. Lords, Ladies, Citizens of Angiers, Sheriff, Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants. SCENE.-Sometimes in England, and sometimes in France. Rob. The son and heir to that same Faulconbridge. 56 K. John. Is that the elder, and art thou the heir? You came not of one mother then, it seems. Bast. Most certain of one mother, mighty king, That is well known: and, as I think, one father: Eli. Out on thee, rude man! thou dost shame thy mother 64 68 And wound her honour with this diffidence. Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance? 72 Between my father and my mother lay,— 112 This calf bred from his cow from all the world; 76 In sooth he might: then, if he were my brother's, My brother might not claim him; nor your father, Bast. I know not why, except to get the land. But once he slander'd me with bastardy: But whe'r I be as true-begot or no, That still I lay upon my mother's head; But that I am as well-begot, my liege,Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me!Compare our faces and be judge yourself. If old Sir Robert did beget us both, And were our father, and this son like him; O old Sir Robert, father, on my knee 80 give heaven thanks I was not like to thee! K. John. Why, what a madcap hath heaven lent us here! 84 Eli. He hath a trick of Coeur-de-Lion's face; The accent of his tongue affecteth him. Being none of his, refuse him: this concludes; My mother's son did get your father's heir; 128 Your father's heir must have your father's land. Rob. Shall then my father's will be of no force To dispossess that child which is not his? Bast. Of no more force to dispossess me, sir, Than was his will to get me, as I think. 133 Eli. Whe'r hadst thou rather be a Faulconbridge |