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| Enter, at one side, KING Jour, with his Power ; K. John. To verify our title with their lives. ELINOR, BLANCH, and the Bastard; at the other, K. Phi. As many, and as well born bloods as KING PHILIP, Lewis, AUSTRIA, and Forces. Bast. Some bastards too.

(those, K. John. France, hast thou yet more blood to K. Phi. Stand in his face, to contradict his cast away? claim.

[worthiest, Say, shall the current of our right run on ? 1 Cit. Till you compound whose right is Whose passage, vex'd with thy impediment, We, for the worthiest, hold the right from both. Shall leave his native channel, and o'erswell

K. John. Then God forgive the sin of all those with course disturb'd even thy contining shores; That to their everlasting residence, (souls, Unless thou let his silver water keep Before the dew of evening fall, shall fleet, A peaceful progress to the ocean. [of blood, In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king!

K. Phi. England, thou hast not sav'd one drop K. Fhi. Amen, Amen !-- Mount, chevaliers! In this hot trial, more than we of France; to arms!

(and e'er since, Rather, lost more : And hy this hand I swear, Bast. St. George,--that swingd the dragon, That sways the earth this climate overlocks,Sits on his horseback at mine hostess' door, Before we will lay down our just borne arms, Teach us some fence :-Sirrah, were I at home, We'll put thee down, 'gainst whom these arms At your den, sirrah [ To Anotria), with your or add a royal number to the dend; [we bear, I'd set an ox-head to your lion's hide, lioness, Gracing the scroll that tells of this war's loss, And make a monster of you.

With slaughter coupled to the name of kings. Aust.

Peace; no more. Bast. Ha, majesty! how high thy glory towers, Bast. O, tremble ; for you hear the lion roar. When the rich blood of kings is set on fire! K. John. Up higher to the plain; where we'll O, now doth death line his dead chaps with steel: set forth,

The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs; In best appointment, all our regiments. [field. And now he feasts, mousing the flesh of men,

Bast. Speed then, to take advantage of the In undetermin'd differences of kings. K. Phi. It shall be so ;-[T. LEWIS) and at Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus ? the other hill

Cry, havock, king! back to the stained field, Command the rest to stand. — God, and our You equal potents, fiery-kindled spirits ! right!

[Exeunt. Then let confusion of one part contirm SCENE II. The same.

The other's peace; till then, blows, blood, and

death! Alarums and Ercursions; then a Retreat. Enter


K. John, Whose party do the townsmen yet a French Herald, with trumpets to the gates.

K. Phi. Speak, citizens, for England; who's F. Her. You men of Angiers, open wide your your king?

(the king. gates,

1 cit. The king of England, when we know And let young Arthur, Duke of Bretagne, in; K. Phi. Know him in us, that here hold up Who, by the hand of France, this day hath made

his right. Much work for tears in many an English mother, K.John. In us, that are our own great deputy, Whose sons lie scatter'd on the bleeding ground: And bear possession of our person here; Many a widow's husband grovelling lies, Lord of our presence, Angiers, and of you. Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth;

1 Cit. A greater power than we, denies all this; And victory, with little loss, doth play And, till it be undoubted, we do lock Upon the dancing banners of the French;

Our former scrnple in our strong-barr'd gates: Who are at hand, triumphantly display'd, King'd of our fears ; until our fears resolv'd, To enter conquerors, and to proclaim

Be by some certain king purg'd and depos'd. Arthur of Bretagne, England's king, and yours. Bast. By heaven, these scroyles of Angiers Enter an English Herald, with trumpets.

flout you, kings; E. Her. Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring And stand securely on their battlements, your bells;

(proach, As in a theatre, whence they gape and point King John, your king and England's, doth ap- At your industrious scenes and acts of death. Commander of this hot malicious day! Your royal presences be rul'd by me; Their armours, that march'd hence so silver- Do like the mutines of Jerusalem, bright,

Be friends a while, and both conjointly bend Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's blood; Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town: There stuck no plume in any English crest, By east and west let France and England mount That is removed by a staff of France ;

Their battering cannon, charged to the mouths: Our colours do return in those same hands Till their soul-fearing clamours have brawl'd That did display them when we first march'u The flinty ribs of this contemptuous city: (dowa forth;

I'd play incessantly upon these jades, And, like a jolly troop of huntsmen, come Even till unfenced desolation Our lusty English, all with purpled hands, Leave them as naked as the vulgar air. Dyed in the dying slaughter of their foes : That done, dissever your united strengths, Open your gates, and give the victors way. And part your mingled colours once again;

Cit. Heralds, from off our towers we might be- Turn face to face, and bloody point to point : From first to last, the onset and retire (hold. Then, in a moment, fortune shall cull forth Of both your armies; whose equality

Out of one side her happy minion; By our best eyes cannot be censured:

To whom in favour she shall give the day, Blood hath bought blood, and blows have an-'And kiss him with a glorious victory. swer'd blows;

[fronted power: How like you this wild counsel, mighty states? Strength match'd with strength, and power con- Smacks it not something of the policy? Both are alike; and both alike we like.

K. John. Now, by the sky that hangs above One must prove greatest; while they weigh so our heads, even,

I like it well;- France, shall we knit our powers, We hold our town for neither; yet for both. And lay this Angiers even with the ground:

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Then, after, fight who shall be king of it? Our ears are cudgel'd; not a word of his,

Bast. An if thou hast the mettle of a king,- But butfets better than a fist of France: Being wrong'd, as we are, by this peevish Zounds, I was never so bethump'd with words, Turn thou the moth of thy artillery, town, - Since I first call'd my brother's father, dad, As we will ours, against these saucy walls; Eli. Son, list to this conjunction, make this And when that we have dash'd them to the match; ground,

Give with our niece a dowry large enough: Why, then defy each other; and, pell-mell, For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie Make work upon ourselves for heaven, or hell. Thy now unsur'd assurance to the crown, K. Phi. Let it be so :-Say, where will you That yon green boy shall have no sun to ripe assault?

The bloom that promiseth a mighty fruit. K. John. We from the west will send destruc- I see a yielding in the looks of France; Into this city's bosom,

[tion Mark, how they whisper: urge them, whilo Aust. I from the north.

Are capable of this ambition: [their souls A. Phi.

Our thunder from the south, Lest zeal, now melted, by the windy breath Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town. Of soft petitions, pity, and remorse, Basi. () prudent discipline! from north to Cool and congeal again to what it was. south,

1 Cit. Why answer not the double majesties Austria and France shoot in each other's mouth: This friendly treaty of our threatend town?

{Aside. K. Phi. Speak England first, that hath been I'll stir them to it:-Come, away, away!

forward first 1 Cit. ilear us, great kings! vouchsafe a while To speak unto this city: What say you ? to stay,

[league ; K. John. If that the Dauphin there, thy And I shall show you peace, and fair-fac'd princely son, Win you this city without stroke or wound; Can in this book of beauty read, I love, Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds, Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen: That here come sacrifices for the field;

For Anjou, and fair Touraine, Maine, Poictiers, Persever not, but hear me, mighty kings. And all that we upon this side the sea X. John. Speak on, with favour; we are bent (Except this city now by us besieg'd) to hear.

[Blanch, Find liable to our crown and dignity, 1 Cit. That daughter there of Spain, the lady Shall gild her bridal bed; and make her rich Is near to England; Look upon the years In titles, honours, and promotions, Of Lewis the Dauphin, and that lovely maid: As ohe in beauty, education, blood, If lusty love should go in quest of beauty, Holds hand with any princess of the world. Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch? K. Phi. What say'st thou boy? look in the If zealous love should go in search of virtue, lady's face. Where should he find it purer than in Blanch? Lew. I do, my lord, and in her eye I find If love ambitious sought a match of birth A wonder or a wondrous miracle, Whose veins bound richer blood than Lady The shadow of myself form'd in her eye; Blanch?

Which, being but the shadow of your son,
Such as she is, in beauty, virtue, birth, Becomes a sun, and makes your son a shadow;
Is the young Dauphin every way complete: I do protest, I never lov'd myself,
If not complete, O say, he is not she;

Till now infixed I beheld myself,
And she again wants nothing, to name want, Drawn in the flattering table of her eye.
If want it be not, that she is not he:

(Whispors with BLANCH. He is the half part of a blessed man,

Bast. Drawn in the flattering table of her Left to be finished by such a she;

eyelAnd she a fair divided excellence,

Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her brow! Whose fulness of perfection lies in him. And quarter'd in her heart?-he doth espy 0, two such silver currents, when they join, Ilimself love's traitor: This is pity now, Do glorify the banks that bound them in: That hang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there And two such shores to two such streams made should be, one,

[kings, In such a love, so vile a lout as he. (mine. Two such controlling bounds shall you be, Blanch. My uncle's will, in this respect is To these two princes, if you marry them. If he see aught in you, that makes him like, This union shall do inore than battery can, That any thing he sees, which moves his liking, To our fast-closed gates: for, at this match, I can with ease translate it to my will; With swifter spleen than powder can enforce, Or, if you will (to speak more properly), The mouth of passage shall we fling wide ope, I will enforce it easily to my love. And give you entrance: but, without this match, Further I will not flatter you, my lord, The sea enraged is not half so deat,

That all I see in you is worthy love. Lions more confident, mountains and rocks Than this,—that nothing do I see in you, More free from motion; no, not death himself (Though churlish thoughts themselves should In mortal fury half so peremptory,

be your judge), As we do keep this city.

That I can find should merit any hate,
Here's a stay,

K. John. What say these young ones? What That shakes the rotten carcass of old death

say you, my niece ? Out of his rags! Here's a large mouth, indeed, Blanch, That she is bound in honour still to do That spits forth death, and mountains, rocks, What you in wisdom shall vouchsafe to say. Talks as familiarly of roaring lions and seas; K. John. Speak then, princa Danphin; can As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!

you love this lady? What cannoneer begot this lusty blood ? Low. Nay, ask me if I can refrain from love; He speaks plain cannon, fire, and smoke, and For I do love her most unfeignedly. [Maine, bounce:

K. John. Then do I give Volquessen, Touraide, He gives the tastinado with his tongue; Poictiers, and Anjou, these tive provinces,

Art Third.

With her to thee; and this addition more: Since kings break faith upon commodity, Full thirty thousand marks of English coin. Gain, be my lord ! for I will worship thee! Philip of France, if thou be pleas'd withal,

(Erit. Command thy son and daughter to join hands. K. Phi. It likes us well;- Young princes, close

your hands. Aust. And your lips too! for I am well assurd, That I did so, when I was first assurd. (gates, SCENE I. The same. The French King's Tent.

K. Phi. Now, citizens of Angiers, ope your Enter CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and SALISBURY. Let in that amity which you have made; Const. Gone to be married! gone to swear a For at St. Mary's chapel, presently,


[friends! The rites of marriage shall be solemniz'd.- False blood to false blood join'd! Gone to be Is not the Lady Constance in this troop ?-- Shall Lewis have Blanch! and Blanch those I know she is not; for this match, made up,

provinces ? Her presence would have interrupted much : It is not so, thou hast misspoke, misheard : Where is she and her son ? tell me, who knows. Be well advis'd, tell o'er thy tale again: Lew. She is sad and passionate at your high- It cannot be; thou dost but say, 'tis so: ness' teut

[have made, I trust, I may not trust thee; for thy word K. Phi. And, by my faith, this league that we Is but the vain breath of a common man; Will give her sadness very little cure.-- Believe me, I do not believe thee, man; Brother of England, how may we content I have a king's oath to the contrary. This widow lady? 'In her right we came; Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me, Which we, God knows, have turn'd another way, For I am sick, and capable of fears;

(fears; To our own vantage,

Oppress'd with wrongs, and therefore full of K. John.

We will heal up all; A widow, husbandless, subject to fears; For we'll create young Arthurduke of Bretagne, A woman, naturally born to fears; [jest, And earl of Richmond: and this rich fair town And though thou now confess, thou didst but We make him lord of.--Call the Lady Constance; With my vex'd spirits I cannot take a truce, Some speedy messenger bid her repair But they will quake and tremble all this day. To our solemnity :-- I trust we shall,

What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head? If not fill up the measure of her will,

Why dost thou look so sadly on iny son? Yet in some measure satisfy her so,

What means that hand upon that breast of thine? That we shall stop her exclamation.

Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheuin, Go we, as well as haste will suffer us,

Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds? To this unlook'd-for unprepared pomp.

Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words? (Exeunt all but the Bastard. -The Citizens Then speak again: not all thy former tale, retire from the Walls.

But this one word, whether thy tale be true. Bast. Mad world! 'mad kings! mad compo- Sal. As true, as, I believe, you think them sition !

false, John, to stop Arthur's title in the whole, That give you cause to prove my saying true. Hath willingly departed with a part:

Const. O, if thou teach me to believe this sorAnd France (whose armour conscience buckled

row, Whom zeal and charity brought to the field, Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die; As God's own soldier), rounded in the ear And let belief and life encounter so, With that same purpose-changer, that sly devil; As doth the fury of two desperate men, That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith; Which, in the very meeting, fall and die.That daily break-vow; he that wins of all, Lewis marry Blanch! O, boy, then where art Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, thou?


France friend with England! what becomes of Who having no external thing to lose [that; Fellow, be gone; I cannot brook thy sight; But the word maid, --cheats the poor maid of This news hath made thee a most ugly man, That smooth-fac'd gentleman, tickling commo- Sal. What other harm have I, good lady, done, Commodity, the bias of the world; [dity :- But spoke the harm that is by others done ? The world, who of itself is peised well,

Const. Which harm within itself so heinous is, Made to run even, upon even ground;

As it makes harmful all that speak of it. Till this advantage, this vile drawing bias, Arth. I do beseech you, madam, be content. This sway of motion, this commodity,

Const. If thou, that bidd'st me be content, Makes it take head from all indifferency,

wert grim, From all direction, purpose, course, intent: Ugly, and sland'rous to thy mother's womb, And this same bias, this commodity,

Full of unpleasing blots, and sightless stains, This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word, Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious, Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France, Patch'd with foul moles, and eye-offending Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid marks, From a resolvid and honourable war,

I would not care, I then would be content; To a most base and vile-concluded peace.- For then I should not love thee; no, nor thou And why rail I on this commodity ?

Become thy great birth, nor deserve a crown. But for because he hath not woo'd me yet: But thou art fair; and at thy birth, dear boy! Not that I have the power to clutch my hand, Nature and fortune join'd to make thee great: When his fair angels would salute my palm: Of nature's gifts thou may'st with lilies boast, But for my hand, as unattempted yet,

And with the half-blown rose: but fortune, O! Like a poor beggar raileth on the rich. She is corrupted, chang'd, and won from thee; Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail, She adulterates hourly with thy uncle John; And say,-there is no sin, but to be rich; And with her golden hand hath pluck'd on And being rich, my virtue then shall be,

France To say,-there is no vice, but beggary: To tread down fair respect of sovereignty,

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And made his majesty the bawd to theirs, To teach thee safety! thou art perjur'd too, France is a bawd to fortune, and King John; And sooth'st up greatness. What a fool art thou, That strumpet fortune, that usurping John: A ramping fool: to brag, and stamp, and swear, Tell me, thou fellow, is not France forsworn? Upon my party! Thou cold- blooded slave, Envenoin him with words; or get thee gone, Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my sidu? And leave those woes alone, which I alone Been sworn my soldier? bidding me depend Am bound to under-bear.

Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength ? Sal.

Pardon me, madam, And dost thou now fall over to my foes ? I may not go without you to the kings. Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, Const. Thou may'st, thou shalt, I will not go And hang a calf's skin on those recreant limbs. with thee:

Aust. O, that a man should speak those words I will instruct my sorrows to be proud;

to me!

[limbs. For grief is proud, and makes his owner stout. Bast. And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant To me, and to the state of my great grief, Aust. Thou dar'st not say so, villain, for thy Let kings assemble; for my grief's so great,


[limbs. That no supporter but the huge firm earth Bast. And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant Can hold it up: here I and sorrow sit:

K. John. We like not this; thou dost forget Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.

thyself. (She throws herself on the ground.


K. Phi. Here comes the holy legate of the pope.

(ven! ELINOR, Bastard, Austria, and Attendants.

Pand. Hail, you anointed deputies of beaK. Phi. 'Tis true, fair daughter; and this To thee, King John, my holy errand is. blessed day,

I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal, Ever in France shall be kept festival : And from Pope Innocent the legate here, To solemnize this day, the glorious sun Do, in his name, religiously demand, Stays in his course, and plays the alchemist; Why thou against the church, our holy mother, Turning, with splendour of his precious eye, So wilfully dost spurn; and, force perforce, The meagre cloddy earth to glistering gold: Keep Stephen Langton, choseu Archbishop The yearly course, that brings this day about, Of Canterbury, from that holy see? Shall never see it but a holiday.

This, in our 'foresaid holy father's name, Const. A wicked day, and not a holyday! Pope Innocent, I do demand of thee.

[Rising. R.John. Whatearthly name to interrogatories, What hath this day deserv'd? what hath it done; Can task the free breath of a sacred king? That it in golden letters should be set,

Thou canst not, cardinal, devise a name Among the high tides, in the calendar? So slight, unworthy, and ridiculous, Nay, rather, turn this day out of the week; To charge me to an answer, as the pope. This day of shame, oppression, perjury: Tell him this tale; and from the mouth of EngOr if it must stand still, let wives with child land, Pray, that their burdens may not fall this day, Add thus much more,—That no Italian priest Lest that their hopes prodigiously be cross'd; Shall tithe or toll in our dominions; But on this day, let seamen fear no wreck; But as we under Heaven are supreme head, No bargains break, that are not this day made: So under him, that great supremacy, This day, all things begun come to ill end; Where we do reign, we will alone uphold, Yea, faith itself to hollow falsehood change! Without the assistance of a mortal hand : K. Phi. By heaven, lady, you shall have no So tell the pope: all reverence set apart,

To him and his usurp'd authority.

[in this. To curse the fair proceedings of this day: K. Phi. Brother of England, you blaspheme Have I not pawn'd to you my majesty ?

K. John. Though you, and all the kings of Const. Yon have beguil'd me with a counterfeit. Christendom, Resembling majesty, which, being touch'd, and Are led so grossly by this meddling priest, tried,

Dreading the curse that money may buy out; Proves valueless : You are forsworn, forsworn; And, by the merit of vile gold, dross, dust, You came in arms to spill mine enemies' blood, Purchase corrupted pardon of a man, But now in arms you strengthen it with yours; Who, in that sale, sells pardon from himself: The grappling vigour and rough frown of war, Though you, and all the rest, so grossly led, Is cold in amity and painted peace,

This juggling witchcraft with revenue cherish': And our oppression hath made up this league :

-Yet I, alone, alone do me oppose Arm, arm, you heavens, against these perjur'a Against the pope, and count his friends my foes, kings!

Pand. Then, by the lawful power that I have, A widow cries; be husband to me, heavens ! Thou shalt stand curs'd, and excommunicate: Let not the hours of this ungodly day

And blessed shall he be, that doth revolt Wear out the day in peace; but, ere sunset, From his allegiance to an heretick; Set armed discord 'twixt these perjur'd kings! And meritorious shall that hand be call'd, Hear me, O, hear me.

Canonized, and worshipp'd as a saint, Aust.

Lady Constance, peace. That takes away by any secret course Const. War! war! no peace! peace is to me Thy hateful life. 2 war.


O, lawful let it be, Lymoges! () Austria! thou dost shame That I have room with Rome to curse a while That bloody spoil: Thou slave, thou wretch, Good father cardinal, cry thou, amen, thou coward;

To my keen curses; for, without my wrong, Thou little valiant, great in villany!

There is no tongue hath power to curse him right. Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Pand. There's law and warrant, lady, for my Thou fortune's champion, that does never fight curse.

(no right, But when her humorous ladyship is by

Const. And for mine too; when law can do


Let it be lawful, that law bar no wrong: And make a riot on the gentle brow
Law cannot give my child his kingdom here; Of true sincerity ? O holy sir,
For he that holds his kingdom, holds the law: My reverend father, let it not be so:
Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong, Out of your grace, devise, ordain, impose
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-heretick;

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! Eli. Look'st thou pale, France : do not let go Or let the church, our mother, breathe her curse, thy hand.

[repent, A mother's curse, on her revolting son. Const. Look to that, devil! lest that France France, thou may'st holá a serpent by the tongue, And, by disjoining hands, hell lose a soul. A cased lion by the mortal paw,

Ausl. King Philip, listen to the cardinal. A fasting tiger safer by the tooth, (hold Bast. And hang a calf's-skin on his recreant Than keep in peace that hand which thou dost limbs.

K. Phi. I may disjoin my hand, but not my Aust. Well, ruffian, I must pocket up these faith Because

(wrongs, 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 car. Thy tongue against thy tongue. O, let thy vow dinal ?

First made to heaven, first be to heaven perConst. What should he say, but as the cardinal?

formid; 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 thousworst, is sworn against thyself, Or the light loss of England for a friend : And may not be performed by thyself: Forego the easier.

For that, which thou hast sworn to do amiss, Blanch.

That's the curse of Rome. Is not amiss when it is truly done; Const. O Lewis, stand fast; the devil tempts And being not done, where doing tends to ill, thee here,

The truth is then most done not doing it: In likeness of a new untrimmed bride.

The better act of purposes mistook Blanch. The Lady Constance speaks not from Is, to mistake again: though indirect, But from her need.

(her faith, Yet indirection thereby grows direct, Const.

O, if thou grant my need, And falsehood falsehood cures; as fire cools fire, Which only lives but by the death of faith, Within the scorched veins of one new burn'd. That need must needs infer this principle,- It is religion, that doth make vows kept; That faith would live again by death of need; But thou hast sworn against religion; O, then, tread down my need, and faith mounts By what thou swear'st, against the thing thou 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 Against an oath: The truth thou art unsure to this.

(well. To swear, swear only not to be foresworn; Const. O, be remov'd from him, and answer Else, what a mockery should it be to swear? Aust. Do so, King Philip; hang no more in But thou dost swear only to be forsworn: doubt.

[sweet lout. And most forsworn, to keep what thou dost Past. Hang nothing but a calf's-skin, most swear. K. Phi. I am perplex'd, and know not what Therefore, thy latter vows, against thy first, to say.

(thee more is in thyself rebellion to thy self: Pand. What canst thou say, but will perplex And better conquest never canst thou make, If thou stand excommunicate, and curs'd ? Than arm thy constant ard thy nobler parts K. Phi. Good reverend father, make my Against those giddy loose suggestions : person yours,

l'pon which better part our prayers come in, And tell me, how you would bestow yourself. If thou vouchsafe them: but, if not, then know, This royal hand and mine are newly knit; The peril of our curses light on thee; And the conjunction of our inward souls So heavy, as thou shalt not shake them off, Married in league, coupled and link'd together But, in despair, die under their black weight. With all religious strength of sacred vows; Aust. Rebellion! flat rebellion ; The latest breath that gave the sound of words, Bast.

Will't not be ? Was deep-sworn faith, peace, amity, true love, Will not a calf-skin stop that mouth of thine ? Between our kingdoms, and our royal selves; Lrr. Father, to arms! And even before this truce, but new before, Blanch,

Upon thy wedding day? No longer than we well could wash our hands, Against the blood that thou hast married ? To clap this royal bargain up of peace,

What, shall our feast be kept with slaughter'd Heaven knows, they were besmeard and over- men ?


Shall braying trumpets, and loud churlish With slaughter's pencil; where revenge did paint Clamours of hell,-be measures to our pomp? The fearful difference of incensed kings :- O husband, hear me! ah, alack! how new And shall these hands, so lately purg'd of blood, Is husband in my mouth even for that name, So newly join'd in love, so strong in both, Which till this time my tongue did ne'er proUnyoke this seizure, and this kind regreet ? Upon my knee I beg, go not to arms (nounce, Play fast and loose with faith? so jest with Against mine uncle. heaven,


0, upon my knee, Make such unconstant children of ourselves, Made hard with kneeling, I do pray to thee, As now again to snatch our palm from palm; Thou virtuous Dauphin, alter not the doom Unswear faith sworn; and on the marriage bed Fore-thought by heaven.

[tive may Of smiling peace to march a bloody host, Blanch. Now shall I see thy love; What min

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