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And that I'll spend for him.
Before we reckon with your several loves, Siw.
He's worth no more; And make us even with you. My thanes and They say, he parted well, and paid his score:
kinsmen, So, God be with him--Here comes newer Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland comfort.
In such an honour nam'd. What's more to do, Re-enter MACDUFF,with MACBETH's Head on a Pole. Which would be planted newly with the time, Mudd. Hail, king! for so thou art : Behold, As calling home our exil'd friends abroad, where stands
That fled the snares of watchful tyranny; The usurper's cursed head : the time is free: Producing forth the cruel ministers I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl, Of this dead butcher, and his fiendlike queen; That speak my salutation in their minds; Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent hands Whose voices I desire aloud with mine,- Took off her life :--This, and what needful else Hail, king of Scotland !
That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace, AU.
King of Scotland, hail! We will perform in measure, time, and place:
(Flourish. So thanks to all at once, and to each one, Mal. We shall not spend a large expense of whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone. time,
PIulie, King of France.
ARCHDUKE OF AUSTRIA.
Duke of Bretagne, the elder Brother of King Melun, a French Lord.
CHATILLON, Ambassador from France to King WILLIAM MAPESHALL, Earl of Pembroke.
John. Geffry Fitz-Petee, Earl of Essex, chief Jus ELINOR, the Widow of King Henry II. and 31ticiary of England.
ther of King John. William LongsWORD, Earl of Salisbury.
CONSTANCE, Mother to Arthur.
BLANCH, Daughter to Alphonso, King of Castile,
and Niece to King John. ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, Son of Sir Robert
LADY FAULOONBRIDGE, Mother to the Bastard and Faulconbridge:
Lords, Ladies, Citizens of Angiers, Sheriff, HeJames GURNEY, Servant to Lady Faulconbridge. ralds, Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other PETER of Pomfret, a Prophel.
To enforce these rights so forcibly withheld. Art First.
K. John. Here have we war for war, and blood
for blood, SCENE I. Northampton.
Controlment for controlment: so answer France. A Room of State in the Palace.
Chat. Then take my king's defiance from my Enter King John, QUEEN ELINOR, PEMBROKE, The furthest limit of my embassy. (mouth,
Essex, SALISBURY, and others with CHATILLON. K. John. Bear mine to him, and so depart in K. John. Now, say, Chatillon, what would
peace : France with us?
Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France ; Chat. Thus, after greeting, speaks the king of For ere thou canst report I will be there, In my behaviour to the majesty, [France, The thunder of my cannon shall be heard : The borrow'd majesty of England here. So, hence! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath, Eli. A strange beginning;-borrow'd majesty! And sullen presage of your own decay.K. John. Silence, good mother: hear the em- An honourable conduct let him have: bassy.
Pembroke, look to't; Farewell, Chatillon. Chat. Philip of France, in right and true behalf
(Exeunt CHATILLON and PEMBROKE. Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son,
Eli. What now, my son? have I not ever said, Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim How that ambitious Constance would not cease, To this fair island, and the territories; Till she had kindled France and all the world, To Ireland, Poictiers, Anjou, Touraine, Maine: Upon the right and party of her son ? Desiring thee to lay aside the sword,
This might have been prevented and made Which sways usurpingly these several titles; With very easy arguments of love! [whole. And put the same into young Arthur's hand, Which now the manage of two kingdoms must Thy nephew, and right royal sovereign. With fearful bloody issue arbitrate.
K. John. What follows, if wedisallow of this? K. John. Our strong possession, and our right, Chat. The proud control of fierce and bloody
(your right; war,
Eli. Your strong possession, much more than pers Essex.
Or else it must go wrong with you, and me: And in the mean time sojourn'd at my father's; So much my conscience whispers in your ear; Where how he did prevail, I shame to speak : Which none but heaven, and you, and I, shall But truth istruth; large lengths of seasandshores hear.
Between my father and my mother lay Enter the Sheriff of Northamptonshire, who whis- (As I have heard my father speak himself),
When this same lusty gentleman was got. Esser. My liege, here is the strangest contro- His lands to me; and took it, on his death,
Upon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd versy,
That this my mother's son was none of his; Come from the country to be judg'd by you,
And, if he were, he came into the world That e'er I heard : Shall I produce the men ? Full fourteen weeks before the course of time.
K. John. Let them approach.-- (Exit Sheriff. Then, good my liege, let me have what is mine, Our abbies, and our priories shall pay
My father's land, as was my father's will. Re-enter Sheriff, with ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, K. John. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate; and Philip, his bastard Brother.
Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him : This expedition's charge. What men are you? And, if she did play false, the fault was hers;
Bast. Your faithful subject I, a gentleman, Which fanlt lies on the hazards of all husbands Born in Northamptonshire; and eldest son, That marry wives. Tell me, how if my brother As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge; Who, as you say, took pains to get this son, A soldier, by the honour-giving hand
Had of your father claim'd this son for his? Of Ceur-de-lion knighted in the field. In sooth,good friend, your father might have kept K. John. What art thou ?
[bridge. This calf, bred from his cow, from all the world; Rob. The son and heir to that same Faulcon- In sooth, he might: then, if he were my brother's, K.John. Is that the elder, and art thou the heir? My brothermight not claim him: nor yourfather, You came not of one mother then, it seems. Being none of his, refuse him: This concludes,
Bast. Most certain of one mother, mighty king, My mother's son did get your father's heir;
Eli. Whether hadst thou rather,--be a FaulAnd wound her honour with this diffidencc.
conbridge, Bast. I, madam ? no, I have no reason for it; And like thy brother, to enjoy thy land; That is my brother's plea, and none of mine;'Or the reputed son of Cour-de-lion, The which if he can prove, 'a pops me out Lord of thy presence, and no land beside ? At least from fair five hundred pound a year; Bast. Madam, an if my brother had my shape Heaven guard my mother's honour, and my And I had his, Sir Robert his, like him: land!
(younger born, And if my legs were two such riding-rods, K. John. A good blunt fellow :- Why, being My arms such eel-skins stuff'd; my face so thin Doth he lay claim to thiue inheritance ? That in mine ear I durst not stick a rose,
Bast. I know not why, except to get the land. Lest men should say, Look, where three farBut once he slander'd me with bastardy;
things goes! But whe'r I be as true begot, or no,
And to his shape, were heir to all this land, That still I lay upon my mother's head; 'Would, I might never stir from off this place, But, that I am as well begot, my liege, I'd give it every foot to have this face; (Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me!) I would not be sir Nob in any case. Compare our faces, and be judge yourself. Eli. I like thee well; wilt thou forsake thy If old Sir Robert did beget us both,
fortune, And were our father, and this son like him! - Bequeath thy land to him, and follow me; () old Sir Robert, father, on my knee
I am a soldier, and now bound to France. I give heaven thanks, I was not like to thee. Bast. Brother, take you my land, I'll take my K. John. Why, what a madcap hath heaven
chance : lent us here!
Your face hath got five hundred pounds a year; Eli. He hath a trick of Caur-de-lion's face, Yet sell your face for five pence, and 'tis dear.The accent of his tongue affecteth him: Madam, I'll follow you unto the death. Do you not read some tokens of my son
Eli. Nay, I would have you go before me In the large composition of this man?
(way. K. John. Mine eye hath well examined his Bast. Our country manners give our betters parts,
[speak, K. John. What is thy name? And finds them perfect Richard. Sirrah, Bast. Philip, my liege; so is my name begun; What doth move you to claim your brother's Philip, good old Sir Robert's wife's eldest son. land ?
(father; K.John. From henceforth bear his name whose Bast. Because he hath a half-face, like my form thou bear'st: With that half face would he have all my land: Kneel thou down, Philip, but arise more great: A half-faced groat five hundred pound a year! Arise Sir Richard, and Plantagenet. Rob. My gracious liege, when that my father Bast. Brother, by the mother's side, give me liv'd,
your hand; Your brother did employ my father much;-. My father gave me honour, yours gave land:
Bast. Well, sir, by this you cannot get my land; Now blessed be the hour by night or day, Your tale must be how he employ'd my mother. When I was got, Sir Robert was away.
Rob. And once despatch'd him in an embassy Eli. The very spirit of Plantagenet ! To Germany, there with the emperor,
I am thy grandame, Richard; call me so. To treat of high affairs touching that time: Bast. Madam, by chance, but not by truth: The advantage of his absence took the king, What though?
Something about, a little from the right, Upon Good Friday, and ne'er broke his fast:
In at the window, or else o'er the hatch : Sir Robert could do well; Marry, (to confess!) Who dares not stir by day, must walk by night Could he get me ? Sir Robert could not do it;
And have is have, however men do catch : We know his handy work ;-Therefore, good Near or far off, well won is still well shot;
mother, And I am I, howe'er I was begot.
To whom am 'I beholden for these limbs ? K. John. Go, Faulconbridge; now hast thou Sir Robert never holp to make this leg. [too, thy desire,
Lady F. Hast thou conspired with thy brother A landless knight makes thee a landed squire. That for thine own gain should'st defend mine Come, madam, and conne, Richard; we must honour?
[knave ? speed
What means this scorn, thou most untoward For France, for France; for it is more than need. Bast. Knight, knight, good mother,-BasilisBast. Brother, adieu ; Good fortune come to
co-like; For thou wast got i' the way of honesty. [thee, What! I am dubb’d; I have it on my shoulder.
[Exeunt all but the Bastard. But, mother, I am not Sir Robert's son; A foot of honour better than I was;
I have disclaim'd Sir Robert, and my land; But many a many foot of land the worse. Legitimation, name, and all is gone; Well, now can I make any Joan a lady : Then, good my mother, let me know my father; Goodt den, Sir Richard, --God-a-mercy, fellow ;- Some proper man, I hope; Who was it, mother? And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter: Lady F. Hast thou denied thyself a FaulconFor new made honourdoth forget men's names; bridge ? 'Tis too respective, and too sociable,
Bast. As faithfully as I deny the devil. For your conversion. Now your traveller, - Lady F. King Richard Caur-de-lion was thy He and his toothpick at my worship's mess; father; And when my knightly stomach is suffic'd, By long and vehement suit I was seduc'd Why then I suck my teeth, and catechise To make room for him in my husband's bed ;-My picked man of countries ;y deur sir, Heaven, lay not my transgression to my charge! (Thus, leaning on my elbow, I begin),
Thou art the issue of my dear offence, I shall beseech you—That is question now; Which was so strongly urg'd, past my defence. And then comes answer like an A B C-book ; Bast. Now, by this light, were I to get again, () sir, says answer, at your best command; Madam, I would not wish a better father. At your employment; at your service, sir : Some sins do bear their privilege on earth, No, sir, says question, I, sueel sir, at yours : And so doth yours; your fault was not your folly: And, so, ere answer kuows what question would Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose, -(Saving in dialogue of compliment;
Subjected tribute to commanding love,And talking of the Alps, and Apennines, Against whose fury and unmatched force The Pyrenean, and the river Po),
The aweless lion could not wage the fight, It draws towards supper in conclusion so. Nor keep his princelyheart from Richard's hand. But this is worshipful society,
He, that perforce robs lions of their hearts, And fits the mounting spirit, like myself: May easily win a woman's. Ay, my mother, For he is but a bastard to the time,
With all my heart I thank thee for my father! That doth not smack of observation :
Who lives and dares but say, thon didst not well (And so am I, whether I smack, or 10); When I was got, I'll send his soul to hell. And not alone in habit and device,
Come, lady, I will show thee to my kin; Exterior form, outward accoutrement;
And they shall say, when Richard me begot, But from the inward motion to deliver
If thou hadst said him nay, it had been sin; Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth; Who says it was, he lies; I say, 'twas not. Which, though I will not practise to deceive,
[Excunt. Yet, to avoid deceit, I mean to learn; For it shall strew the footsteps of my rising.But who comes in such haste, in riding robes ?
Art gerond. What woman-post is this? hath she no husband, SCENE I. France. Before the walls of Angiers That will take pains to blow a horn before
Enter, on one side, the Archduke of Austria, and her?
Forces; on the other, Philip, King of France, Enter LADY FAULCONBRIDGE and JAMESGURNEY. and Forces; Lewis, CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and O me! it is my mother;-How now, good lady?
Attendants. What brings you here to court so hastily? Lew. Before Angiers wellmet, brave Austria. Lady F. Where is that slave thy brother? Arthur, that great forerunner of thy blood, where is he,
Richard, that robb'd the lion of his heart, That holds in chase mine honour up and down? And fought the holy wars in Palestine,
Darst. My brother Robert? old Sir Robert's son? By this brave duke came early to his grave : ('olbrand the giant, that same mighty man? And, for amends to his posterity, Is it Sir Robert's son, that you seek so? At our importance, hither is he come, Lady F. Sir Robert's son? Ay, thou unreve- To spread his colours, boy, in thy behalf; rend boy,
(bert? And to rebuke the usurpation Sir Robert's son! Why scorn'st thou at Sir Ro- Of thy unnatural uncle, English John: He is Sir Robert's son; and so art thou. Embrace him, love him, give him welcome Bast. James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave hither.
[death, Gur. Good leave, good Philip. [awhile ? Arth. God shall forgive you Caur-de-lion's Bast.
Philip?---sparrow !--James, The rather, that you give his offspring life, There's toys abroad; anon I'll tell thee more. Shadowing their right under your wings of war:
[Exit GURNEY. I give you welcome with a powerless hand, Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's son; But with a heart full of unstained love: Sir Robert might have eat his part in me Welcome before the gates of Angiers, duke.
Lew. A noble boy! Who would not do thee Enter King Jonn, ELINOR, BLANCH, the Bastard, right?
PEMEROKE, and Forces. Aust. Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss, K.John. Peace be to France; if France in As seal to this indenture of my love;
peace permit That to my home I will no more return, Our just and lineal entrance to our own! (ven! Till Angiers, and the right thou hast in France, If not; bleed France, and peace ascend to heaTogether with that pale, that white-fac'd shore, Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct Whose foot spurns back the ocean's roaring tides, | Their proud contempt that beat his peace to And coops from other lands her islanders,
heaven. Even till that England, hedy'd in with the main, K. Phi. Peace be to England; if that warretnrn That water-walled bulwark, still secure From France to England, there to live in peace! And contident from foreign purposes,
England we love; and, for that England's sake, Even till that utmost corner of the west With burden of our armour here we sweat: Salute thee for her king: till then, fair boy, This toil of ours should be a work of thine ; Will I not think of home, but follow arms. But thou from loving England art so far, Const. 0, take his mother's thanks, a widow's That thou hast underwrought his lawful king, thanks,
Cut off the sequence of posterity, Till your strong hand shall help to give him outfaced infant state, and done a rape strength,
C'pon the maiden virtue of the crown. To make a more requittal to youz love.
Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face: must. The peace of heaven is theirs, that lift These eyes, these brows, were moulded out of his: their swords
This little abstract doth contain that large, In such a just and charitable war.
Which died in Geffrey; and the hand of time Ki Phi. Well then, to work; our cannon shall Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume. be bent
That Geffrey was thy elder brother born, Against the brows of this resisting town.-- And this his son; England was Geffrey's right, Call for our chiefest men of discipline, And this is Geffrey's: In the name of God, To cull the plots of best advantages :
How comes it then, that thou art cali'd a king, We'll lay before this town our royal bones, When living blood doth in these temples beat. Wade to the market-place in Frenchmen's blood, Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest? But we will make it subject to this boy.
K. John. From whom hast thou this great Const. Stay for an answer to your embassy, commission, France, Lestunadvis'd you stain yourswords with blood: To draw my answer from thy articles ? My Lord Chatillon may from England bring K. Phi. From that supernal judge, that stirs That right in peace, which here we urge in war: good thoughts And then we shall repent each drop of blood, In any breast of strong authority, That hot rash haste so indirectly shed. To look into the blots and stains of right. Enter CHATILLOX.
| That judge hath made me guardian to this boy: K. Phi. A wonder, lady ?-1o, upon thy wish, Under whose warrant, I impeach thy wrong; Our messenger Chatillon is arrivd.
And, by whose help, I mean to chastise it. What England says, say brierly, gentle lord, K. John, Alack, thou dost usurp authority. We coldly pause for thee; Chatillon, speak. K. Phi. Excuse; it is to beat usurping down. Chat. Then turn your forces from this paltry Eli. Who is it, thou dost call usuurper, France? siege,
Const. Let me make answer;--thy usurping And stir them up against a mightier task. England, impatient of your just demands, Eli. Out, insolent! thy bastard shall be king; Hath put himself in arms; the adverse winds, That thou mayst be a queen, and check the Whose leisure I have staid, have given him time world! To land his legions all as soon as I:
Const. My bed was ever to thy son as true, Ilis marches are expedient to this town, As thine was to thy husband; and this boy llis forces strong, his soldiers confident. Liker in feature to his father Geffrey, With him along is come the mother-queen, Than thou and John in manners; being as like, An Ate, stirring him to blood and strife: As rain to water, or devil to his dam. With her her niece, the Lady Blanch of Spain; My boy a bastard! By my soul, I think, With them a bastard of the king deceased : His father never was so true begot; And all the unsettled humours of the land,-- It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother. Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries,
Eli. There's a good mother, boy, that blots With ladies' faces, and fierce dragons' spleens,- thy father.
(would blot thee. Have sold their fortunes at their native homes, Const. There's a good grandam, boy, that Bearing their birthrights prondly on their backs, Aust. Peace! To make a hazard of new fortunes here.
Hear the crier. In brief, a braver choice of dauntless spirits, Aust.
What the devil art thou ? Than now, the English bottoms have waft o'er, Bast. One that will play the devil, sir, with Did never float upon the swelling tide,
you, To do offence and scath in Christendom. An'a may catch your hide and you alone. The interruption of their churlish drums Yon are the hare of whom the proverb goes,
[Drums beat. Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard ; Cuts off more circumstance; they are at hand, I'll smoke your skin coat, an I catch you right; To parley, or to fight; therefore, prepare. Sirrah, look to't; i' faith, I will, i' faith. K. Phi. How much unlook'd for is this expe- Blanch. O, well did he become that lion's robe, dition !
That did disrobe the lion of that robe ! Aust. By how much unexpected, by so much East. It lies as sightly on the back of him, We must awake endeavour for defence; As great Alcides' shoes upon an ass :For courage mounteth with occasion :
But, ass, I'll take that burden from your back; Let them be welcome then, we are prepar'd. Or lay on that shall make your shoulders crack.
Aust. What cracker is this same, that deafs Before the eye and prospect of your town,
Have hither march'd to your endamagement. With this abundance of superfluous breath? The canons have their bowels full of wrath; K. Phi. Lewis, determine what we shall do And ready mounted are they, to spit forth straight.
[ference.- Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls : Lew. Women and fools, break off your con- All preparation for a bloody siege, King John, this is the very sum of all,- And merciless proceeding by these French, England, and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Maine, Confront your city's eyes, your winking gates; In right of Arthur do I claim of thee: And, but for our approach, those sleeping stones, Wilt thou resign them, and lay down thy arms? That as a waist do girdle yon about, K. John. My life as soon :- I do defy thee, By the compulsion of their ordnance France.
By this time from their fixed beds of lime Arthur of Bretagne, yield thee to my hand; Had been dishabited, and wide havock made And, out of my dear love, I'll give thee more For bloody power to rush upon your peace. Than e'er the coward hand of France can win : But, on the sight of us, your lawful king,-Submit thee, boy.
Who painfully, with much expedient march, Eli,
Come to thy grandam, child. Have brought a countercheck before your gates, Const. Do, child, go to it' grandam, child; To save unscratch'd your city's threaten'd Give grandam kingdom, and it' grandam will cheeks,Give it a plum, a cherry, and a fig:
Behold, the French, amazed; vouchsafe a parle : There's a good grandam.
instead of bullets wrapp'd in fire, Arth.
Good my mother, peace! To make a shaking fever in your walls, i would, that I were low laid in my grave; They shoot but calm words, folded up in smoke, I am not worth this coil that's made for me. To make a faithless error in your ears : Eli. His mother shames him so, poor boy, he which trust accordingly, kind citizens, weeps.
(or no! And let us in, your king; whose labour'd spirits, Const. Now shame upon you, whe'r she does Forwearied in this action of swift speed, His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's Crave harbourage within your city walls. shares,
[eyes, K. Phi. When I have said, make answer to us Draw those ever moving pearls from his poor Lo, in this right hand, whose protection (both. Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee; Is most divinely vow'd upon the right Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be of him it holds, stands young Plantagenet; To do him justice and revenge on you. [brib'd Son to the elder brother of this man, Eli. Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven and And king o'er him, and all that he enjoys : earth!
[earth! For this down trodden equity, we tread Const. Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and In warlike march these greens before your town, Call not me slanderer thou and thine, usurp Being no further enemy to you, The dominations, royalties, and rights, Than the constraint of hospitable zeal, Of this oppressed boy : This is thy eldest son's In the relief of this oppressed child, Infortunate in nothing but in thee; (son, Religiously provokes. Be pleased then Thy sins are visited in this poor child; To pay that duty, which you truly owe, The canon of the law is laid on hiin,
To him that owes it; namely, this young prince: Being but the second generation
And then our arms, like to a muzzled bear, Removed from thy sin-conceiving womb. Save in aspect, have all offence seal'd up: K. John. Bedlam, have done.
Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent Const.
I have but this to say,- Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven; That he's not only plagued for her sin,
And, with a blessed and unvex'd retire, But God hath made her sin and her the plague With unhack'd swords, and helmets all unOn this removed issue, plagu'd for her,
bruis'd, And with her plague, her sin; his injury We will bear home that lusty blood again, Her injury, the beadle to her sin;
Which here we came to spout against your town, All punish'd in the person of this child, And leave your children, wives, and you, in And all for her; a plague upon her!
peace. Eli. Thou unadvised scold, I can produce But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer, A will, that bars the title of thy son. (will;\'Tis not the roundure of your old-fac'd walls
Const. Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked Can hide you from our messengers of war; A woman's will; a canker'd grandam's will! Though all these English, and their discipline, K. Phi. Peace, lady; pause, or be more tem- Were harbourd in their rude circumference. perate:
Then, tell us, shall your city call us lord, It ill beseems this presence, to cry aim
In that behalf which we have challeng'd it? To these ill tuned repetitions.-
Or shall we give the signal to our rage, Some trumpet summon hither to the walls And stalk in blood to our possession ? These men of Angiers ; let us hear them speak, 1 Cit. In brief, we are the king of England's Whose title they admit, Arthur's or John's.
subjects; Trumpets sound. Enter Citizens upon the Walls. For him, and in his right, we hold this town.
1 Cit. Who is it, that hath warn'd us to the K. John. Acknowledge then the king, and let K. Phi. 'Tis France, for England. (walls? me in.
[king, K. John.
England, for itself: 1 Cit. That can we not: but he that proves the You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects,- To him will we prove loyal; till that time, K. Phi. You loving men of Angiers, Arthur's Have we ramm'd up our gates against the world. subjects,
K. John. Doth not the crown of England prore Our trumpet call'd you to this gentle parle.
the king? K. John. For our advantage;— Therefore, hear And, if not that, I bring you witnesses, us first.
Twice fifteen thousand hearts of England's These flags of France, that are advanced here breed,