I am with both: each army hath a hand; Lew. Lady, with me; with me thy fortune lies. Blanch. There where my fortune lives, there my life. dies. K. John. Cousin, go draw our puissance together.— [Exit Bastard. France, I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath; A rage, whose heat hath this condition, That nothing can allay, nothing but blood, The blood, and dearest-valu'd blood, of France. K. Phi. Thy rage shall burn thee up, and thou shalt turn To ashes, ere our blood shall quench that fire: Look to thyself, thou art in jeopardy. K. John. No more than he that threats.-To arms Bast. Now, by my life, this day grows wondrous hot; Some airy devil hovers in the sky, And pours down mischief. Austria's head, lie there; While Philip breathes. VOL. IV. Enter King JOHN, ARTHUR, and HUBERT. K. John. Hubert, keep this boy :-Philip, make up: My mother is assailed in our tent, And ta'en, I fear. Bast. My lord, I rescu'd her; Her highness is in safety, fear you not: But on, my liege; for very little pains Will bring this labour to an happy end. [Exeunt. SCENE III. The same. Alarums; Excursions; Retreat. Enter King JOHN, ELINOR, ARTHUR, the Bastard, HUBERT, and Lords. K. John. So shall it be; your grace shall stay behind, [TO ELINOR. So strongly guarded.-Cousin, look not sad: [TO ARTHUR. Thy grandam loves thee; and thy uncle will Arth. O, this will make my mother die with grief. And, ere our coming, see thou shake the bags Of hoarding abbots; imprison'd angels Set thou at liberty: the fat ribs of peace Use our commission in his utmost force. Bast. Bell, book, and candle' shall not drive me back, When gold and silver becks me to come on. 7 Bell, book, and candle-] In an account of the Romish curse given by Dr. Grey, it appears that three candles were extinguished, one by one, in different parts of the execration. I leave your highness :-Grandam, I will pray (If ever I remember to be holy,) For your fair safety; so I kiss your hand. Eli. Farewell, my gentle cousin. K. John. Coz, farewell. [Exit Bastard. Eli. Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a word. [She takes ARTHUR aside. K. John. Come hither, Hubert. O my gentle Hubert, We owe thee much; within this wall of flesh Hub. I am much bounden to your majesty. K. John. Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so yet; I had a thing to say,—But let it go: Had bak'd thy blood, and made it heavy, thick; full of gawds,] Gawds are any showy ornaments. Sound one into," &c.-MALOne. And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, Or if that thou could'st see me without eyes, K. John. Do not I know, thou would'st? And, wheresoe'er this foot of mine doth tread, He lies before me: Dost thou understand me? I could be merry now: Hubert, I love thee. Remember Madam, fare you well: I'll send those powers o'er to your majesty. 9 using conceit alone,] Conceit here, as in many other places, signifies conception, thought. 1 Remember.] This is one of the scenes to which may be promised a lasting commendation. Art could add little to its perfection; no change in dramatick taste can injure it ; and time itself can subtract nothing from its beauties. STEEVENS. K. John. For England, cousin † : Hubert shall be your man, attend on you [Exeunt. Enter King PHILIP, LEWIS, PANDULPH, and Attend ants. K. Phi. So, by a roaring tempest on the flood, A whole armado of convicted sail 2 Is scatter'd and disjoin'd from fellowship. Pand. Courage and comfort! all shall yet go well. K. Phi. What can go well, when we have run so ill? Are we not beaten? Is not Angiers lost? Arthur ta'en prisoner? divers dear friends slain? And bloody England into England gone, O'erbearing interruption, spite of France? Lew. What he hath won, that hath he fortified: So hot a speed with such advice dispos'd, Of any kindred action like to this? K. Phi. Well could I bear that England had this praise, So we could find some pattern of our shame. Enter CONSTANCE. Look, who comes here! a grave unto a soul; +"For England, cousin, go."-MALONE. of convicted sail ] Overpowered, baffled, destroyed. |