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How can the law forbid my tongue to curse ? Some gentle order; and then we shall be bless'd
Pand. Philip of France, on peril of a curse, To do your pleasure, and continue friends. Let go the hand of that arch-beretic;
Pand. All form is formless, order orderless, And raise the power of France upon his head, Save what is opposite to England's love. Unless he do submit himself to Rome.
Therefore, to arms! be champion of our church! El. Look'st thou pale, France ? do not let go Or let the church, our mother, breathe her curse, thy hand.
A mother's curse, on her revolling son. Const. Look to that, devil! lest that France repent, France, thou may'st hold a serpent by the tongue, And, by disjoining hands, hell lose a soul.
A cased lion by the mortal paw, Aust. King Philip, listen to the cardinal. A fasting tiger safer by the tooth, Bast. And hang a calf's-skin on his recreant limbs. | Than keep in peace that hand which thou dost hold.
Aust. Well, ruffian, I must pocket up these wrongs, K. Phi. I may disjoin my hand, but not my faithe. Because
Pand. So mak'st thou faith an enemy to faith; Bast. Your breeches best may carry them.! And, like a civil war, sett'st oath to oath, K. John. Philip, what say’st thou to the cardinal? Thy tongue against thy tongue. 0, let thy vow Const. What should he say, but as the cardinal? First made to heaven, first be to heaven perform'd;
Lew. Bethink you, father; for the difference That is to be the champion of our church! Is, purchase of a heavy curse from Rome,
What since thou sworst, is sworn against thyself, Or the light loss of England for a friend :
And may not be performed by thyself:
For that, which thou hast sworn to do amiss,
The truth is then most done not doing it:
The better act of purposes mistook Blanch. The Lady Constance speaks not from Is, to mistake again : though indirect, her faith,
Yet indirection thereby grows direct, But from her need.
And falsehood falschood cures; as fire cools fire, Const. O, if thou grant my need,
Within the scorched veins of one new burn'd. Which only lives but by the death of faith, It is religion, that doih make vows kept ; That need must needs infer this principle, But thou hast sworn against religion ; That faith would live again by death of need; By what thou swear'sl, against the thing thou O, then, tread down my need, and faith mounts up;
swear'st; Keep my need up, and faith is trodden down. And mak’st an oath the surety for thy truth K. John. The king is mov'd, and answers not to Against an oath : The truth thou art unsure this.
To swear, swear only not to be forsworn;" Const. O, be remov'd from him, and answer Else, what a mockery should it be to swear? well.
But ihou dost swear only to be forsworn; Aust. Do so, King Philip; hang no more in And most forsworn, to keep what thou dost swear doubt.
Therefore, thy latter vows, against thy first : Bast. Hang nothing but a calfs-skin, most sweet is in thyself rebellion to thyself: lout.
And better conquest never canst thou make, · K. Phi. I am perplex'd, and know not what to say. Than arm thy constant and thy noblor parts Pand. What canst thou say, but will perplex thee Against those giddy loose suggestions : more,
Upon which better part our prayers come in, If thou stand excommunicate, and curs'd ?
Irthou vouchsafe them: bui, if not, then know, K. Phi. Good reverend father, make my person The peril of our curses light on thee; yours,
So heavy, as thou shalt not shake them off, And tell me how you would bestow yourself. But, in despair, die under their black weight. This royal hand and mine are nowly knit;
Aust. Rebellion, fiat rebellion ! And the conjunction of our inward souls
Will't not be ? Married in league, coupled and link'd together Will not a call-skin stop that mouth of thine ? With all religious strength and sacred vows;
Lew. Father, to arms! The latest breath that gave the sound of words, Blanch,
Upon thy wedding day: Was deep-sworn faith, peace, amity, true love, Against the blood that thou hast married ? Between our kingdoms, and our royal selves; What, shall our feast be kept with slaughter'd men ? And even before this truce, but new before, Shall braying trumpets, and loud churlish drums, No longer than we well could wash our hands, Clamours of hell,-be measures to our pomp? To clap this royal bargain up of peace,
O husband, hear me !-ah, alack! how new
Upon my knee I beg, go not to arms
0, upon my knee, Unyoke this seizure, and this kind regreet ? Made hard with kneeling, I do pray to thee, Play fast and loose with faith ? so jest with heaven, Thou virtuous Dauphin, alter not the doom Make such unconstant children of ourselves, Forethoughi by heaven. As now again to snatch our palm from palm: Blanch. Now shall I see thy love; What motivo Unswear faith sworn; and on the marriage bed
may Of smiling peace to march a bloody host,
Be stronger with thee than the name of wife? And make a riot on the gentle brow
Const. That which upholdeth him that thee upor true sincerity ? O holy sir,
holds, My reverend faiher, let it not be so:
His honour: Ó, thine honour, Lewis, thine honour ! Out of your grace, devise, ordain, impose
5 A cased lion is a lion irriiated by confinement. 1 This may be a proverbial sarcasm; but the allusion 6. Where doing tends to ill,' where an intended act is is now lost.
criminal, the truth is most done by not doing the act. 3 Trim is dress. Comptus rirgineus is explained by The criminal act therefore, which thou hast sworn to do, che dictionaries, ' The attyre of maydens, or maidenly is not aniss, will not be imputed to you as a crime, if á trimming. An untrimmed bride may therefore mean be done truly, in the sense I have now affixed to truth; a bride undressed or disencumbered of the forbidding that is, if you do not do it. forms of dress.
7 By wha thou swear'st, &c. In swearing by re3 i. e. so strong both in hatred and lore ; in deeds of ligion against religion, thou hast sworn by what thous amity or deeds of blood.
swear's!; i. e. in that which thou hast sworn, against 4 A regreet is an exchange of salutation.
the thing thou swearest by ; i. e, religion.
Lew. I muse, your majesty doth seem so cold, Thy grandam loves thee, and thy uncle will
Pand. I will denounce a curse upon his head. Arth. O, this will make my mother die with grief. K. Phi. Thou shalt not need :-England, I'll fall K. John. Cousin, [To the Bastard,) away for from thee.
England ; haste before :
Must by the hungry now be fed upon : Bast. Old time the clock-setter, that bald sexton Use our commission in his utmosi force. tine,
Bast. Bell, book, and candle* shall not drive mo Is it as he will ? well, then, France shall rue.
back; Blanch. The sun's o'ercast with blood : Fair day, When gold and silver becks me to come on. adieu!
I leave your highness :-Grapdam, I will pray Which is the side that I must go withal ?
(If ever I remember to be holy) I am with both: each army bath a hand;
For your fair safety: so I kiss your hand. And in their rage, I having hold of both,
. Farewell, my gentle cousin, They whirl asunder, and dismember mé.
Coz, farewell. Husband, I cannot pray that thou may'st win;
[Erit Bastard. Uncle, I ueeds must pray that thou may'st lose; Eli. Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a word. Father, I may now wish the fortune thme;
[She takes ARTHUR aride. Grandam, I will not wish thy wishes thrive: K. John. Come hither, Hubert. O my gentle Whoever wins, on that side shall I lose;
Lew. Lady, with me; with me thy fortune lies. There is a soul counts thee her creditor,
And, my good friend, thy voluntary oath K. John. Cousin, go draw our puissance toge- Lives in this bosom, dearly cherished. ther,
[Erit Bastard. Give me thy hand. I had a thing to say, France, I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath ; But I will fit it with some better time. A rage, whose heat hath this condition,
By heaven, Hubert, I am almost asham'd That nothing can allay, nothing but blood, To say what good respect I have of thee. The blood, and dearest valued blood, of France. Hub. I am much bounden to your majesty. K. Phi. Thy rage shall burn thee up, and thou K. John. Good friend, thou hast no cause to say shalt turn
so yet: To ashes, ere our blood shall quench that fire : But thou shalt have ; and creep time ne'er so slow, Look to thyself, thou art in jeopardy.
Yet it shall come, for me to do thee good. K. John. No more than he that threats. To arms I had a thing to say,—But let it go : let's hie !
(Exeunt. The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day, SCENE II. The same. Plains near Angiers. Attended with the pleasures of the world,
Alarums; Excursions. Enter the Bastard, with is all 100 wanton, and too full of gawds,
To give me audience :--If the midnight bell
Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth, hot ;
If this same were a churchyard where we stand, Some airy devil' hovers in the sky, And ours down mischief. Austria’s head, lie there, Or if that surly spirit, melancholy,
And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs; While Philip breathes.
Had bak'd thy blood, and made it heavy, thick, Enter King John, ARTHUR, anul HUBERT. (Which, else, runs tickling up and down the veins, K.John. Hubert,keep this boy:-Philip, 2 make up: Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes, My mother is assailed in our ient,
And strain their cheeks to idle merriment,
A passion hateful to my purposes ;)
Or if that thou could'st see me without eyes,
Hear me without thine ears, and make replý But on, my liege : for very little pains
Without a tongue, using conceit" alone, Will bring this labour to a happy end. [Exeunt. Without eyes, ears, and harmful sound of words; SCENE II. The same. Alarums; Ercursions ;
Then, in despite of broodedo watchful day, Retreat. Enter King John, ELINOR, ARTHUR, But ah, I will not :-Yei, I love thee well ;
I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts: the Bastard, HUBERT, and Londs.
And, by my troth, I think, thou lov'st me well. K. John. So shall it be; your grace shall stay Hub. So well, that what you bid me undertake, behind,
[To Elinor. Though that my death were adjunct to my act, So strongly guarded.—Cousin, look not sad:
By heaven, I'd do't.
[To ARTJIUR. 1 There is a minute description of numerous devils or 3 Gold coin of that name. spirits, and their different functions, in Nash's Pierce 4 lt appears from Johnson's Ecclesiastical Laws, that Pennilesse his Supplication, 1992, where we find the sentence of excommunication was to be explained in following passage The spirits of the aire will mixe order in English, with bells tolling and candles lighted, themselves with thunder and lighting, and so infect the that it may cause the greater dread; for laymen have clyme where they raisc any tempest, that sodainely greater regard to this solemnity than to the effect of such great mortalitie shall ensue in the inhabitants. The sentences.' spirits of fire have their mansions under the regions of 5 Showy ornaments. the moone.'
6 The old copy reads into, the emendation is Theo. 2 Here the king, who had knighted him by the name bald's. of Sir Richard, calls him by his former name. Shak. 7 Conception. speare has followed the old plays, and the best authen 8 Pope proposed to read broad-eyed, instead of broodticated history. The queen mother, whom King Johned. The alteration, it must be confessed, is elegant, had made regent in Anjou, was in possession of the town but unnecessary. The allusion is to the vigilance of of Mirabeau, in that province. On the approach of the animals while brooding, or with a brood of young ones French army, with Arthur at their head, she sent letters under their protection. Brooded may be used for brood. o King John to come to her relief, which he imme. ing, as delighted for delighting, and discontented for Jiately did. As he advanced to the town he encoun- discontenting, in other places of these plays. To sit on ered the army that lay before it, routed them, and took brood, or abrood, is the old term applied to birds during Arthur prisoner. The queen in the mean while re- the period of incubation. All the metaphorical uses of ajalned in perfect security in the castle of Mirabeau. the verb to brood are common to the Latin incubo.
up your hairs.
K. John. Do not I know, thou would'st ? And be a carrion monster like thyself: Good Hubert, Hubert, Hubert, throw thine eye Come, grin on mo; and I will think thou smil'et, On yon young boy: I'll tell thee what, my friend, And buss thee as thy wife! Misery's love, He is a very serpent in my way;
0, come to me! And, wberesoe'er this foot of mine doth tread, K. Phi.
O fair affliction, peace. He lies bef
me : Dost tho understand me? Const. No, no, I will not, having breath to cry :Thou art his keeper.
0, that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Hub.
And I will keep him so, Then with a passion would I shake the world; That he shall not offend your majesty.
And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy,
Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice,
Which scorns a modern invocation.
Pand. Lady, you utter madness, and not sorrow.
Const. Thou art not holy to belie me so; K. John.
Enough. I am not mad: this hair I tear is mine ; I could be merry now : Hubert, I love thee; My name is Constance: I was Geffrey's wife; Well, I'll not say what I intend for thee;
Young Arthur is my son, and he is losi : Remember. Madam, fare you well :
I am not mad:-1 would to heaven, I were ! I'll send those powers o'er to your majesty.
For then, 'tis like I should forget myself: Eli. My blessing go with thee !
O, if I could, what grief should I forget! K. John,
For England, cousin : Preach some philosophy to make me mad, Hubert shall be your man, attend on you
And thou shalt be canoniz'd, cardinal: With all true duty.—On toward Calais, ho ! For, being not mad, but sensible of grief,
[Ereunt. My reasonable part produces reason
How I may be deliver'd of these woes,
Enter King Philip, Lewis, PanduLPH, and If I were mad, I should forget my son;
Or madly think, a babe of clouts were he:
I am noi mad; too well, too well I feel
The different plague of each calamity.
K. Phi. Bind up those tresses; 0, what lovel
note Pand. Courage and comfort! all shall yet go in the fair multitude of those her hairs ! well.
Where but by chance a silver drop hath fallen, K. Phi. What can go well, when we have run so ill ?
Even to that drop ten thousand wiry friends Are we not beaten ? Is not Angiers lost?
Do glew themselves in sociable grief; Arthur ta’en prisoner? divers dear friends slain ?
Like true, inseparable, faithful loves,
Suicking together in calamity.
Const. To England, if you will."
Const. Yes, that I will; and wherefore will I do
it? Such temperate order in so fierce a cause, Doth want example ; Who hath read, or heard,
I tore them from their bonds; and cried aloud,
o that these hands could so redeem my son of any kindred action like to this? K. Phi. Well could I bear that England had
As they have given these hairs their liberty ! this praise,
But now I envy at their liberty, So we could find some pattern of our shame.
And will again commit them to their bonds,
Because my poor child is a prisoner.-
And, father cardinal, I have heard you say,
For, since the birth of Cain, the first male child, I pr’ythee, lady, go away with me.
To him that did but yesterday suspire,' *Const. Ío, now! now see the issue of your There was not such a gracious'' crcature born, peace!
But now will canker sorrow eat my bud,
And he will look as hollow as a ghost;
When I shall meet him in the court of heaven Thou odoriferous stench! sound rottenness! I shall not know him : therefore never, never Arise forth from the couch of lasting night, Must I behold my pretty Arthur more. Thou hate and terror to prosperity,
Pand. You hold too heinous a respect of grief. And I will kiss thy detestable bones;
Const. He talks to me, that never had a son.!? And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows;
K. Phi. You are as fond of grief, as of your child. And ring these fingers with thy household worms; Const. Grief fills the room up of my absent And stop this gap of breath' with fulsome dust,
child, 13 1 King John, after he had taken Arthur prisoner, sent 5'- the vile prison of afflicted breath' is the body : him to the town of Falaise, in Normandy, nnder the care the same vile prison in which the breath is confined. of Hubert, his chamberlain, from whence he was after 6 To defy formerly signified to refuse, to reject. wards removed to Rouen, and delivered to the custody *I do defy thy commiseration.'-Romeo and Juliet. of Robert de Veypont. Here he was secretly put to 7 i. e, this mouth.
8 j. e. common. death. "This is one of those scenes (says Stecvens) to 9 Probably Constance in despair means to a postro. which may be promised a lasting commendation. Art phize the absent King John :- Take my son to Eng could add little to its perfection ; no change in dramatic land if you will.' taste can injure it; and time itself can subtract nothing 10 To suspire Shakspeare uses for to breathe. from its beaulies.'
II Gracious is used by Shakspeare often in the sense 2 Armado is a fleet of war; the word is adopted from of beautiful, comely, graceful. Florio, in his Italian the Spanish, and the recent defeat of the Spanish arma. Dictionary, shows that this was no uncommon signifido had made it familiar.
cation; he explains gratioso, graceful, gracious, also 3. Convicted is vanquished, overcome. To convince comely, fine, ivell-faroured, gentle. and convict were synonymous.
12 To ihe same purpose Macduff observes > 4 A fierce cause is a cause conducted with precipita
• He has no children. tion. Fierce wretchedness in Timon of Athens is has. 13 . Perfruitur lachrymis, et amat pro conjuge luctum.' ty, sudden misery.
Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me; To check his reign, but they will cherish it:
No scape of nature, no distemper'd day,
But they will pluck away his natural cause, Fare you well: had you such a loss as I,
And call them meteors, prodigies, and signs, I could give better comfort than you do.
Abortives, presages, and tongues of heaven, I will not keep this form upon my head,
Plainly denouncing vengeance upon John. (Tearing of her head-dress. Lew. May be, he will not touch young
Arthur's When there is such disorder in my wit.
life, O lord, my boy, my Arthur, my fair son!
But hold himself safe in his prisonment. My life, my joy, my food, my all the world !
Pand. O, sir, when he shall hear of your approach, My widow-comfort, and my sorrow's cure! (Exit. If that young Arthur bo not gone already, K. Phi. I fear some outrage, and I'll follow her. Even at that news he dies : and then the hearts
(Exit. Of all his people shall revolt from him, Lew. There's nothing in this world can make me And kiss the lips of unacquainted change ; joy;
And pick strong matter of revolt, and wrath, Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,'
Out of the bloody fingers' ends of John. Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man;
Methinks, I see this hurlys all on foot; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's? And, 0, what better matter breeds for you, taste,
Than I have nam'd !—The bastard Faulconbridge 'That it yields nought, but shame, and bitterness. Is now in England, ransacking the church,
Pand. Before the curing of a strong disease, Offending charity : If but a dozen French Even in the instant of repair and health,
Were there in arms, they would be as a calle 'The fit is strongest; evils, that take leave, To train ten thousand English to their side ; On their departure most of all show evil :
Or, as a little snow,' tumbled about, What have you lost by losing of this day?
Anon becomes a mountain. O noble Dauphin, Lew. All days of glory, joy, and happiness. Go with me to the king : 'Tis wonderful,
Pand. If you had won it, certainly, you had. What may be wrought out of their discontent: No, no: when fortune means to men most good, Now that their souls are topfull of offence, She looks upon them with a threatening eye. For England go; I will whet on the king. 'Tis strange, to think how much King John hath lost Lew. Strong reasons make strong actions : Let In this which he accounts so clearly won:
us go ;. Are not you griev'd, that Arthur is his prisoner ? If you say, ay, the king will not say, no. (Exeunt
Lew. As heartily, as he is glad he hath him.
SCENE I. Northampton. A Room in the Castle. Shall blow each dust, each straw, each little rub,
Enter HUBERT and two Attendants. Out of the path which shall directly lead
Hub. Heat me these irons hot: and, look thou Thy foot to England's throne ; and, therefore, mark.
stand John hath seiz'd Arthur; and it cannot be, Within the arras :10 when I strike my foot That, whiles warm life plays in that infant's veins, Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forth : The misplac'd John should entertain an hour, And bind the boy, which you shall find with mo, One minute, nay, one quiet breath of rest : Fast to the chair: be heedful : hence, and watch. A sceptre, snatch'd with an unruly hand,
1 Attendant. I hope, your warrant will bear out Must be as boisterously maintain'd as gain'd :
the deed. And he, that stands upon a slippery place,
Hub. Uncleanly scruples! Fear not you : look Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up:
(Exeunt Attendants. That John may stand, then Arthur needs must fall; Young lad, come forth ; I have to say with you. So be it, for it cannot be but so.
Enter ARTHUR. Lew. But what shall I gain by young Arthur's fall?
Arth. Good morrow, Hubert.
Hub. Pand. You, in the right of Lady Blanch your
Good morrow, little prince.
Arth. As little prince (having so great a title wife, May then make all the claim that Arthur did.
To be more prince,) as may be.--You are sad. Lew. And lose it, life and all, as Arthur did.
Hub. Indeed, I have been merrier. Pand. How green are you, and fresh in this old Methinks nobody should be sad but I:
Mercy on me! world! John lays you plots; the time conspires with you: Young gentlemen would be as sad as night,
Yet, I remember, when I was in France,
Only for wantonness." By my christendom," This act, so evilly born, shall cool the hearts are sometimes caught ; one being placed for the purpose Of all his people, and freeze up their zeal;
of drawing others to the net by his note or call. That none so small advantage shall step forth, 7 Bacon, in his History of Henry VII. speaking of
Simnel's march, observes that their snowball did nos 1 'For when thou art angry, all our days are gone, gather as it went.. we bring our years to an end, as it were a tale that is 8 The first folio reads strange; the second folio told.' Psalm ic.
strong. 2 The old copy reads woord's. The alteration was 9 There is no circumstance, either in the original made by Pope. "Malone thinks that it is unnecessary; play or in this of Shakspeare, to point out the particu. and that by the swept yord, life is meant. Steevenslar castle in which Arthur is supposed to be confined. prefers Pope's emendation, which is countenanced by The castle of Northampton has been mentioned merely Hamlet's
because, in the first aci, King John seems to have been • How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable in that town. It has already been stated that Arthur Seem to me all the uses of this world!
was in fact confined at Falaise, and afterwards at Rouen, 3 John lays you plots.' A similar phrase occurs in where he was put to death. the First Part of King Henry VI. :
10 Tapestry "He writes me here."
11 This is a satirical glance at the fashionable affec4 The old copy reads scope. The emendation is tation of his time by Shakspeare : which Lyly also ridj. Pope's. Shakspeare finely calls a monstrous birth an cules in his Midas :-Now every base companion, be. escape of nature, as if it were produced while she was ing in his muble fubles, says he is melancholy.' Again : busy elsewhere, or intent upon some other thing. • Melancholy is the crest of courtiers, and now every 5 Hurly is tumult,
base companion says he is melancholy.' 6 The image is taken from the manner in which birds 19 i. e.' by my baptism. The use of this word for
So I were out of prison, and kept sheep,
And I will sit as quiet as a lamb: I should be as merry as the day is long ;
I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word; And so I would be here, but that I doubt
Nor look upon the iron angerly': My uncle practises more harm to me :
Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, He is afraid of me, and I of him:
Whatever torment you do put me 10. Is it my fault that I was Geffrey's son ?
Hub. Go, stand within ; let me alone with him. No, indeed, is't not; And I would to heaven, 1 Attendant. I am best pleas'd to be from such a I were your son, so you would love me, Hubert,
(Ereunt Attendants. Hub. If I talk to him, with his innocent prate Arth. Alas! I then have chid away my friend; He will awake my mercy, which lies dead: He hath a stern look, but a gentle heart ;Therefore I will be sudden, and despatch. (Aside. Let him come back, that his compassion may
Arth. Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale to-day: Give life to yours. In sooth, I would you were a little sick';
Come, boy, prepare yourself, That I might sit all night, and watch with you: Arth. Is there no remedy? I warrant, I love you more than you do me.
None, but to lose your eyes. Hub. His words do lake possession of my
bo Arth. O heaven !--that there were but a mote in
yours, Read here, young Arthur. (Showing a paper.] A grain, a dusi, a gnat, a wand'ring hair,
How now, foolish rheum ! (Aside. Any annoyance in that precious sense! Turning dispiteous torture out of door!
Then, feeling what small things are boist'rous there, I must be brief, lest resolution drop
Your vile intent must needs seem horrible. Out at mine eyes, in tender womanish tears. Hub. Is this your promise ? go to, hold your Can you not read it ? is it not fair writ?
tongue. Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect : Arth. Hubert, the utterance of a brace of tongues Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes ? Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes; Hub. Young boy, I must.
Let me not hold my tongue ; let me not, Hubert ! Arth. And will you ?
Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue, a Hub.
And I will. So I may keep mine eyes: O, spare mine eyes, Arth. Have you the heart ? When your head did Though to no use, bui still to look on you! but ake,
Lo, by my troth, the instrument is cold, I knit my handkerchief about your brows
And would not harm me. (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,)
I can heat it, boy. And I did never ask it you again :
Arth. No, in good sooth; the fire is dead with And with my hand at midnight held your head;
grief, And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Being create for comfort, to be us'd Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time;
In undeserv'd extremes :3 See else yourself; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your There is no malice in this burning coal; grief?
The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out, Or, What good love may I perform for you? And strew'd repentant ashes on his head. Many a poor man's son would have lain still, Hub. But with my breath I can revive it, boy. And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you ; Arth. And if you do, you will but make it blush, But you at your sick service had a prince. And glow with shame of your proceedings, Hubert: Nay, you may think my love was crafly love, Nay, it, perchance, will sparkle in your eyes; And call it cúnning; Do, an if you will:
And, like a dog that is compell’d to fight, If heaven be pleas'd' that you must use me ill, Snatch at his master that doth tarre* him on. Why, then you must.-Will you put out mine eyes? All things, that you should use to do me wrong, These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, Deny their office: only you do lack So much as frown on you?
That mercy, which fierce fire, and iron, extends, Hub.
I have sworn to do it ;| Creatures of note for mercy-lacking uses. And with hot irons must I burn them out,
Hub. Well, see to live ; I will not touch thine eyes Arth. Ah, none, but in this iron age, would do it! For all the treasure that thine uncle owes : 5 The iron of itself, though heat' red-hot,
Yet am I sworn, and I did purpose, boy, Approaching near these eyes, would drink my tears, With this same very iron to burn them out. And quench his fiery indignation
Arth. O, now you look like Hubert ! all this while Even in the matter of mine innocence:
You were disguis'd. Nay, after that, consume away in rust,
Peace: no more. Adieu: But for containing fire to harm mine eye.
Your uncle must not know but you are dead : Are you more stubborn-hard than hammer'd iron ? I'll fill these dogged spies with false reports. An if an angel should have come to me,
And, pretty child, sleep doubtless, and secure, And told me, Hubert should put out mine eyes, Thai Hubert, for the wealth of all the world, I would not have believ'd him; no tongue, but Hu- Will not offend thee. bert's.
O heaven !-I thank you, Huberta Hub. Come forth. (Stamps. Hub. Silence ; no more : Go closely in with me;
(Exeunt Re-enter Attendants, with Cords, Irons, &-c.
Much danger do I undergo for thee. Do as I bid you do.
SCENE II. The same. A Room of State in the Arth. O, save me, Hubert, save me; my oyes
Palace. Enter King John, crowned; Pemare out,
BROKE, SALISBURY, and other Lords. The King Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men.
takes his State. Hub. Give me the iron I say, and bind him here. K. John. Here once again we sit, once agaira Arth. Alas! what need you be so boist'rous
And look'd upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes. I will not struggle, I will stand stone-still. For heaven's sakė, Hubert, let me not be bound ! 1 The participle heat, though ne obsolete, was in Nay, hear me, Hubert! drive these men away, use in Shakspeare's time. "He commanded that they
should heat the furnace one seven times more than it christening or baptism is not peculiar to Shakspeare; it was wont to be heat.'-- Daniel, iii, 19. was common in his time. Hearne has published a 2 . This is according to nature,' says Johnson. We Prone from a MS. of Henry the Seventh's time, in the imagine no evil so great as that which is near us.' glossary to Robert of Gloucester in a note on the word 3 The fire being created, not to hurt, but to comfort, mide winter, by which it appears that it was the ancient is dead with grief for finding itself used in acts of crus orthography. The childer ryzt hape & chrystyn. elty, which, being innocent, I have not deserred.' dome. It is also usod by Lyly, Fanshaw, Harington, 4 1. e. stimulate, set him on. and Fairfaxe.
6 1. c. secretly privately.