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Hohn, to stop Arthur's Title in the whole,
Hath willingly departed with a part :
And France, whose armour Conscience buckled on,
Whom Zeal and Charity brought to the field,
As God's own soldier, rounded in the ear
With that same purpose-changer, that sy devil,
That broker, that still breaks the

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of faith,
That daily break-vow, he that wins of all,
Of Kings, of beggars, old men, young men, maids,
Who having no external thing to lose
But the word Maid, cheats the poor maid of that ;
That smooth-fac’d gentleman, tickling Commodity, —
Commodity, the biass of the world,
The world, which of itself is poised well,
Made to run even, upon even ground;

Till this advantage, this vile-drawing biass,
This sway of motion, this Commodity,
Makes it take head from all indifferency,
From all direction, purpose, course, intent.
And this fame biass, this Commodity,
This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word,
Clapt on the outward eye of fickle France,
Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid,
From a resolv'd and honourable war,
To a moft base and vile-concluded peace. —
And why rail I on this Commodity ?
But for because he hath not wooed me yet:
Not that I have the power to clutch my hand,
When his fair angels would falute my palm ;
But that my hand, as unattempted yet,
Like a poor beggar, raileth on the rich.
Well, while I am a beggar, I will rail;
And say, there is no sin but to be rich :
And being rich, my virtue then shall be,
To say, there is no vice, but beggary.
Since Kings break faith upon commodity,

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Gain, be my lord; for I will worship thee! [Exit.

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ACT III.

SCENE I.

The French King's Pavilion.

Enter Constance, Arthur, and Salisbury.

CONSTANCE.

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ONE to be marry'd! gone to swear a peace!
False blood to false blood join'd! Gone to be

friends!
Shall Lewis have Blanch, and Blanch those provinces ?
It is not so, thou hast mis-spoke, mif-heard ;
Be well advis'd, tell o'er thy tale again,
It cannot be ; thou dost but say, 'tis fo.
I trust, I may not trust thee ; for thy word
Is but the vain breath of a common man :
Believe me, I do not believe thee, man;
I have a King's oath to the contrary,
Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me,
For I am fick, and capable of fears;
Opprest with wrongs, and therefore full of fears :
A widow, husbandless, subject to fears ;
A woman, naturally born to fears,
And, tho' thou now confess thou didst but jest,
With my vext fpirits I cannot take a truce,
But they will quake and tremble all this day.
What doit thou mean by shaking of thy head?
Why doit thou look so fadly on my fon?
What means that hand upon that breast of thine ?
Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum,
Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds ?
Be these fad sighs confirmers of thy words?

Then speak again, not all thy former tale, · But this one word, whether thy tale be true. Sal. As true, as, I believe, you think them false,

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That give you cause to prove my saying true.

Const. Oh, if thou teach me to believe this sorrow, Teach thou this forrow how to make me die; And let belief and life encounter so, As doth the fury of two desp'rate men, Which in the very meeting, fall and die. Lewis wed Blancb! O boy, then where art thou? France friend with England! what becomes of me? Fellow, be gone, I cannot brook thy sight : This news hath made thee a most ugly man.

Sal. What other harm have I, good lady, done, But spoke the harm that is by others done?

Const. Which harm within itself so heinous is, As it makes harmful all that speak of it.

Arth. I do beseech you, mother, be content.

Const. If thou, that bidst me be content, wert grim, Ugly, and Nand'rous to thy mother's womb, Full of unpleasing blots, and ' sightless stains, Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious, 3 Patch'd with foul moles, and eye-offending marks ; I would not care, I then would be content: For then I should not love thee : no, nor thou Become thy great birth, nor deserve a crown. But thou art fair, and at thy birth, dear boy! Nature and fortune join'd to make thee great. Of nature's gifts thou may'st with lillies boast, And with the half-blown rose. But fortune, oh! She is corrupted, chang'd, and, won from thee, Adulterates hourly with thine uncle John; And with her golden hand hath pluckt on France To tread down fair respect of sovereignty, And made his majesty the bawd to theirs. France is a bawd to fortune, and to John ; That strumpet fortune, that usurping Jobn!

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Tell me, thou fellow, is not France forsworn ?
Envenom him with words; or get thee gone,
And leave these woes alone, which I alone
Am bound to under-bear.

Sal Pardon me, Madam,
I may not go without you to the Kings.
Conft. Thou may'ft, thou shalt, I will not go with

thee.
I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ;
For Grief is proud, and makes his owner stout. +
To me, and to the State of my great Grief, s
Let Kings assemble : for my Grief's so great,
That no Supporter but the huge firm earth
Can hold it up: Here I and Sorrow sit :
Here is my Throne, bid Kings come bow to it. 6

[Sits down on the Floor.

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makes its owner four.] nothing can be gained, and fearThe old editions have, makes its less to offend when there is noowner scop; the emendation is thing further to be dreaded. Hanmer's.

Such was this writer's knowledge 5 To me, and to the State of my of the passions. great Grief,

bid Kings come loro Let Kings assemble : In to it.] I must here account Much ado ab ut nothing, the fa- for the Liberty I have taken to ther of Hero, depressed by her make a Change in the Division disgrace, declares himself fo fub- of the ad and 3d Alts. In the dued by grief that a thread moy old Editions, the 2d Ait was lead him. How is it that grief made to end here; though 'tis in Leonuto and lady Constance, evident, Lady Constance here, in produces effects directly opposite, her Despair, seats herself on the and yet both agreeable to nature. Floor: and the mut be fappole, Sorrow softens the mind while it as I formerly observed, immeis yet warmed by hope, but har- diately to rise again, cnly to go dens it when it congealed by off and end the set decently; or despair. Ditress, while there the fiat Siene muit shut her in remains any prospect of relief, from the Sight of the Audience, is weak and flexible, but when an Absurdity I cannot wish to no succour remains, is fearless accule Shakespeare of. Nr. Girand stubborn; angry alike at those don and some other Criticks fanthat injure, and at those that do cied, that a confiderable Part of not help; carelcis to please where the ad net was loit; and that the

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Enter King John, King Philip, Lewis, Blanch, Elinor,

Faulconbridge, and Austria. K. Philip. 'Tis true, fair daughter ; and this blend

day Ever in France shall be kept festival : To solemnize this day, the glorious sun ? Stays in his course, and plays the alchymist; Turning with splendor of his precious eye Chasm began here. I had joined the French King's Tent, brings in this Suspicion of a Scene or us Salisbury delivering his Meltwo being loft ; and unwittingly fage to Constance, who, refusing drew Mr. Pope into this Error. to the Solemnity, fets herIt seems to be so, says he, and self down on the floor. The it were to be wish'd the Re- whole Train returning from the storer (meaning Me,) could sup- Church to the French King's Paply it." To deserve this Great vilion, Pbilip expresies such SaMan's Thanks, I'll venture at tisfaction on Occasion of the the Talk; and hope to convince happy solemnity of that Day, my Readers, that nothing is loft; that Confian:e rises from the Floor, but that I have supplied the fuf- and joins in the Scene by entring pected Chasm, only by rectifying her Protest against their Joy, and the Division of the Aets. Upon cursing the Business of the Day. looking 'a little more narrowly Thus, I conceive, the Scenes are into the Confitution of the Play, fairly continued; and there is no I am fatisfied that the 3d Act Chalm in the Action : but a proought to begin with that Scen', per Interval made both for sa which has hitherto been accounted lisbury's coming to Lady Conthe Last of the ad Aat: and my fiance, and for the Solemniza:ion Reasons for it are these. The of the Marriage. Besides, as Match being concluded, in the Fauleonbridge is evidently the Scene before that, betwixt the Poet's favourite Character,' 'twas Dauphin and Blanch, a Mef- very well judgd to close the nat fenger is fert for Lady Confiance with his Soliloquy. THEOBALD. to K. Philip's Tent, for her to This whole note seems judicicome to St. Mary's Church to the ous enough; but Mr. Theobald Solemnity. The Princes all go forgets that there were, in Shakeout, as to the Marriage; and the feare's time, no moveable scenes. Bajturd staying a lile behind, to descant on interest and Com 7 From this partage Rowe seems modity, very properly ends the to have borrowed the firit lines Act. The next Scene then, in of his Fair Penitent.

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