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Cit. A greater pow's, than ye, denies all this; 67 And till it be undoubted, we do lock Our former scruple in our strong-barr'd gates. Kings of our fears,- -until our fears resolv'd Be by some certain King purg'd and depos'd. Faulc. By heav'n, the Scroyles of Angiers flout you,
Kings, And stand securely on their battlements, As in a Theatre, whence they gape and point At your industrious Scenes and Acts of death. You royal presences, be ruld by me; Do like the Mutines of Jerufalem, Be friends a while, and both conjointly bend Your sharpeft deeds of malice on this town. By east and west let France and England mount Their batt'ring cannon charged to the mouths ; Till their soul-fearing clamours have braul'd down The flinty ribs of this contemptuous City. I'd play incessantly upon these jades ; Even till unfenced defolation Leave them as naked as the vulgar air. That done, diffever your united strengths, And part your mingled Colours once again ; Turn face to face, and bloody point to point. Then in a moment fortune shall cull forth Out of one side her happy minion ; To whom in favour she shall give the day, And kiss him with a glorious Victory. How like you this wild counsel, mighty States ? Smacks it not something of the Policy K. John. Now by the sky, that" hangs above our
heads, I like it well. France, shall we knit our Pow'rs, And lay this Angiers even with the ground,
(7) A greater Pow'r than We denies all this ;] We must cer tainly read, as Mr. Warburton acutely observ'd to Me;
A greater Pow'r, than Ye, devies all this: i. e. Tho' each of You pretend to be our rightful Kings, you are as yet only so in swaying over our Fears, in the Terrors we have of you ; not acknowledgʻd Kings in our Obedience.
Then, after, fight who shall be King of it?
Faulc. And if thou hast the mettle of a King,
K. Philip. Let it be so; say, where will you assault ?
K. John. We from the west will send destruction Into this City's bosom.
Auft. I from the north.
K. Philip. Our thunder from the south Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town.
Faulc. O prudent discipline! from North to South ; Auftria and France shoot in each other's mouth. I'll stir them to it; come, away, away! Cit. Hear us, great Kings ; vouchlafe a while to
stay, And I fall shew you peace, and fair-fac'd league ;
this city without stroak or wound; Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds, That here come sacrifices for the field; Persever not, but hear me, mighty Kings. K. John. Speak on, with favour; we are bent to
hear. Cit. That daughter there of Spain, the lady Blanch, Is near to England; look upon the years Of Lewis the Dauphin, and that lovely maid. If lufty love should go in quest of beauty, Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch? If zealous love should
in search of virtue,
He is the half
of a bleffed man, (8)
Faulc. Here's a fay,
Eli. Son, lift to this conjunction, make this match, Give with our Neice a dowry large enough; For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie
(8) He is the half Part of a blessed Man,
Left to be finished by such as She:]-The ingenious Dr. Thirlby prescrib'd that Reading, which I have here restor'd to the Text; and which is absolutely requifite so the Sense of the Passage.
Thy now unsur'd assurance to the Crown,
That yon green boy shall have no Sun to ripe
Cit. Why answer not the double Majefties
ward first To speak unto this City : what say you ?
K. John. If that the Dauphin there, thy Princely fon,
And all that We upon this Side the Sea,
Find liable, &c.] This is a remarkable Instance of Careleffness in a Point that stares common Sense full in the Face : and yet thus all the Editors in their profound Sagacity. What was the City besiegéd, but Angiers? King John, consenting to match the Lady Blanch with the Dauphin, agrees, in Part of her Dowe ry, to give up all he held in France, except the City of Angiers which he now befieg'd and laid Claim co. But could it be thought, that he hould at one and the same time give up all except Angiers, and give up That too? Anjou was one of the Provinces, which the English held in France; and which the French King by Chatilion claim'd of K. John in Right of Duke Arthur, at the very Opening of the Play. Angiers, instead of Anjou, has been falsely printed in several other Passages of this Hiftory.
As she in beauty, education, blood,
[Whispering with Blanch. Faulc. Drawn in the flatt'ring table of her eye!
Hang’d in the frowning wrinkle of her brow! And quarter'd in her heart! he doth efpie
Himself love's traitor : this is pity now, That hang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there should be, In such a Love, so vile a lout as he.
Blanch. My uncle's will in this respect is mine. If he see aught in you, that makes him like, That any thing he fees, which moves his liking, I can with ease translate it to my will: Or if you will, to speak more properly, I will enforce it easily to my love. Further I will not flatter you, my lord, That all I fee in you is worthy love, Than this; that nothing do I fee in you, (Though churlish thoughts themselves should be your
judge) That I can find should merit
hate. K. John. What say these young Ones ? what say you,
Blanch. That she is bound in Honour still to do What you in wisdom ftill vouchsafe to say. K. John. Speak then, Prince Dauphin, can you love
this lady? Lervis. Nay, ask me, if I can refrain from love ; For I do love her most unfeignedly.