As great Alcides' fhews upon an afs But, afs, I'll take that burden from your back, Auft. What cracker is this fame, that deafs our ears K. Philip. Women and fools, break off your conference. King John, this is the very fum of all. England, and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Maine, Wilt thou refign them, and lay down thy arms? Eli. Come to thy grandam, child. Conft. Do, child, go to it' grandam, child. Arth. Good my mother, peace; I would, that I were low laid in my grave; Eli. His mother shames him fo, poor boy, he weeps. Eli. Thou monftrous flanderer of heav'n and earth! Conft. Thou monftrous injurer of heav'n and earth! Call me not flanderer; thou, and thine, ufurp The domination, royalties and rights Of this oppreffed boy. This is thy eldeft fon's fon, Infortunate in nothing but in thee; Thy Thy fins are vifited on this poor child; Removed from thy fin-conceiving womb. Conft. I have but this to fay, • I have but this to fay, That he's not only plagued for her fin, But, &c. ] This paffage appears to me very obfcure. The chief difficulty arises from this, that Conftance having told Elinor of her fin-conceiving womb, perfues the thought, and ufes fin through the next lines in an ambiguous fenfe, fometimes for crime, and fometimes for offSpring. He's not only plagued for her fin, &c. He is not only made miferable by vengeance for her fin or crime, but her fin, her offspring, and fhe, are made the inftruments of that vengeance, on this defcendant, who, though of the fecond generation, is plagued for her and with her; to whom he is not only the caufe but the inftrument of evil. I -a wicked point thus: Plagu'd for ber And with her. That is; inftead of inflicting The next clause is more per A A woman's will, a cankred grandam's will. K. Phil. Peace, Lady; paufe, or be more tempe rate : 7 It ill befeems this prefence to cry Aim To thefe ill tuned repetitions. Some trumpet fummon hither to the walls These men of Angiers; let us hear them speak, Trumpets found. SCENE III. Enter a Citizen upon the Walls. Cit. Who is it, that hath warn'd us to the walls? K. Phil. 'Tis France for England. K. John. England for itself; You men of Angiers and my loving fubjects K. Phil. You loving men of Angiers, Arthur's fubjects, Our trumpet call'd you to this gentle parle K. John. For our advantage-therefore hear us first: Thefe flags of France, that are advanced here 7 It ill befeems this prefence to cry Aim To theje ill tuned repetitions,] Dr. Warburton has well observed on one of the former plays, that to cry aim is to encourage. I once thought it was borrowed from archery; and that aim! having been the word of command, as we now fay present! All preparations for a bloody fiege By the compulfion of their ordinance By this time from their fixed beds of lime Crave harbourage within your city-walls. K. Philip. When I have faid, make answer to us both. Lo! in this right hand, whofe protection In warlike march thefe greens before your town: Than the constraint of hofpitable zeal, Save in aspect, hath all offence feal'd up; Cit. In brief, we are the King of England's fubjects; For him, and in his right, we hold this town. K. John. Acknowledge then the King, and let me in. Cit. That can we not; but he that proves the King, To him will we prove loyal, till that time, Have we ramm'd up our gates against the world. K. John. Doth not the crown of England prove the King? And if not that, I bring you witneffes, Twice fifteen thoufand hearts of England's breed- K. John. To verify our title with their lives. K. Phil. As many, and as well born bloods as thofe Faul. (Some baftards too.) K. Phil. Stand in his face to contradict his claim. Cit. Till you compound whofe right is worthieft, We for the worthieft hold the right from both. K. John. Then God forgive the fin of all thofe fouls, That |