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Lady F. Hast thou denied thyself a Faulcon
Bast. Madam, I would not wish a better father.
ACT THE SECOND.
France. Before the Walls of Angiers.
Enter, on one side, the Archduke of Austria, and
Forces; on the other, PHILIP, King of France, and Forces; LEWIS, CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and Attendants.
Lew. Before Angiers well met, brave Austria, Arthur, that great fore-runner of thy blood, Richard, that robb'd the lion of his heart,
And fought the holy wars in Palestine,
ther. Arth. God shall forgive you Cæur-de-lion's
death, The rather, that you give his offspring life, Shadowing their right under your wings of war: I give you welcome with a powerless hand, But with a heart full of unstained love: Welcome before the gates of Angiers, duke. Lew. A noble boy! Who would not do thee
right? Aust. Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss, As seal to this indenture of my
love; That to my home I will no more return, Till Angiers, and the right thou hast in France, Together with that pale, that white-fac'd shore, Whose foot spurns back the ocean's roaring tides, And coops from other lands her islanders, Even till that England, hedg'd in with the main, That water-walled bulwark, still secure And confident from foreign purposes, Even till that utmost corner of the west Salute thee for her king : till then, fair boy, Will I not think of home, but follow arms. Const. O, take his mother's thanks, a. widow's
thanks, Till your strong hand shall help to give him
strength, To make a more requital to your love.
Aust. The peace of heaven is theirs, that lift
their swords In such a just and charitable war. K. Phi. Well then, to work; our cannon shall
be bent Against the brows of this resisting town. Call for our chiefest men of discipline, To cull the plots of best advantages': We'll lay before this town our royal bones, Wade to the market-place in Frenchmen's blood, But we will make it subject to this boy.
Const. Stay for an answer to your embassy, Lest unadvis'd you stain your swords with blood : My lord Chatillon may from England bring That right in peace, which here we urge in war; And then we shall repent each drop of blood, That hot rash haste so indirectly shed.
K. Phi. A wonder, lady!- lo, upon thy wish, Our messenger Chatillon is arriv’d. What England says, say briefly, gentle lord, We coldly pause for thee; Chatillon, speak. Chat. Then turn your forces from this paltry
siege, And stir them up against a mightier task. England, impatient of your just demands, Hath put himself in arms; the adverse winds, Whose leisure I have staid, have given him time To land his legions all as soon as I : His marches are expedient ? to this town, His forces strong, his, soldiers confident. With him along is come the mother-queen, An Até 3, stirring him to blood and strife; With her her niece, the lady Blanch of Spain ;
1 Best stations to over-awe the town. 2 Immediate, expeditious. 3 The Goddess of Revenge.
With them a bastard of the king deceas'd :
Cuts off more circumstance: they are at hand,
Enter King John, ELINOR, BLANCH, the Bastard,
PEMBROKE, and Forces.
be to England : if that war return
That thou hast under-wrought his lawful king,
mission, France, To draw my answer from thy articles ? K. Phi. From that supernal judge, that stirs
K. John. Alack, thou dost usurp authority. (K. Phi. Excuse ; it is to beat usurping down.
Eli. Who is it, thou dost call usurper, France ? Const. Let me make answer ;-thy usurping son. Eli. Out, insolent! thy bastard shall be king ; That thou may'st be a queen, and check the world !
Const. My bed was ever to thy son as true,
5 A short writing.