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[Giving John the Crown.
Pand. It was my breath that blew this tempest ups
[Exit. K. John. Is this Ascension-day? Did not the
a gentle convertite,] A convertite is a convert,
Enter the Bastard.
doubtful friends. K. John. Would not my lords return to me again, After they heard young Arthur was alive? Bast. They found him dead, and cast into the
streets; An empty casket, where the jewel of life By some damn'd hand was robb’d and ta'en away. K. John. That villain Hubert told me, he did
live. Bast. So, on my soul, he did, for aught he knew, But wherefore do you droop? why look you sad? Be great in act, as you have been in thought; Let not the world see fear, and sad distrust, Govern the motion of a kingly eye: Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire; Threaten the threat'ner, and outface the brow Of bragging horror: so shall inferior eyes, That borrow their behaviours from the great, Grow great by your example, and put on The dauntless spirit of resolution. Away; and glister like the god of war, When he intendeth to become the field: Show boldness, and aspiring confidence. What, shall they seek the lion in his den, And fright him there? and make him tremble there? 0, let it not be said !-Forage, and run To meet displeasure further from the doors; And grapple with himn, ere he come so nigh.
K. John. The legate of the pope hath been with
O inglorious league!
time. Bast. Away then, with good courage; yet, I
know, Our party may well meet a prouder foe. [Exeunt.
A Plain, near St. Edmund's-Bury.
Enter, in arms, LEWIS, SALISBURY, MELUN,
PEMBROKE, BIGOT, and Soldiers.
4 - the precedent, &c.] i. e. the rough draught of the original treaty between the Dauphin and the English lords.
Both they, and we, perusing o'er these notes,
Sal. Upon our sides it never shall be broken.
side To be a widow-maker; 0, and there, Where honourable rescue, and defence, Cries out upon the name of Salisbury: But such is the infection of the time, That, for the health and physick of our right, We cannot deal but with the very hand Of stern injustice and confused wrong.-And is't not pity, O my grieved friends! That we, the sons and children of this isle, Were born to see so sad an hour as this; Wherein we step after a stranger march Upon her gentle bosom, and fill up Her enemies' ranks, (I must withdraw and weep Upon the spot of this enforced cause,) To grace the gentry of a land remote, And follow unacquainted colours here? What, here?-O nation, that thou could'st remove! That Neptune's arms, who clippeth thee about, Would bear thee from the knowledge of thyself, And grapple thee unto a pagan shore; Where these two Christian armies might combine
- the spot of this enforced cause,)] Spot probably means, stain or disgrace.
clippeth thee about,] i. e. embraceth
The blood of malice in a vein of league,
Lew. A noble temper dost thou show in this;
Enter PANDULPH, attended.
And even there, methinks, an angel spake:
? Between compulsion and a brave respect !] This compulsion was the necessity of a reformation in the state; which, according to Salisbury's opinion, (who, in his speech preceding, calls it an enforced cause,) could only be procured by foreign arins: and the brave respect was the love of his country.