Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set. Pem. And when it breaks, I fear, will issue thence The foul corruption of a sweet child's death. K. John. We cannot hold mortality's strong hand.— Good lords, although my will to give is living, The suit which you demand is gone and dead. He tells us, Arthur is deceased to-night. Sal. Indeed, we feared his sickness was past cure. Pem. Indeed, we heard how near his death he was, Before the child himself felt he was sick. This must be answered, either here, or hence. K. John. Why do you bend such solemn brows on me? Think you, I bear the shears of destiny? Sal. It is apparent foul-play; and 'tis shame, So thrive it in your game! and so farewell. Pem. Stay yet, lord Salisbury; I'll go with thee, That blood, which owed the breadth of all this isle, [Exeunt Lords. Enter a Messenger. A fearful eye thou hast; where is that blood, Pour down thy weather;-how goes all in France? 1 i. e. "owned the breadth of all this isle." The two last variorum editions erroneously read "breath for breadth," which is found in the old copy. Mess. From France to England.'-Never such a power For any foreign preparation, Was levied in the body of a land! The copy of your speed is learned by them; K. John. O, where hath our intelligence been drunk? Where hath it slept? Where is my mother's care? That such an army could be drawn in France, And she not hear of it? Mess. Three days before: but this from rumor's tongue K. John. Withhold thy speed, dreadful occasion! Enter the Bastard and PETER of Pomfret. K. John. Thou hast made me giddy With these ill tidings.-Now, what says the world To your proceedings? Do not seek to stuff My head with more ill news, for it is full. Bast. But if you be afeard to hear the worst, Then let the worst, unheard, fall on your head. K. John. Bear with me, cousin; for I was amazed3 Under the tide; but now I breathe again 1 The king asks how all goes in France; the messenger catches the word goes, and answers, that whatever is in France goes now into England. 2 i. e. how ill my affairs go in France. 3 Astonied, stunned, confounded, are the ancient synonymes of amazed, obstupesco. Aloft the flood; and can give audience Your highness should deliver up your crown. K. John. Thou idle dreamer, wherefore didst thou so? Peter. Foreknowing that the truth will fall out so. K. John. Hubert, away with him; imprison him; And on that day at noon, whereon, he says, I shall yield up my crown, let him be hanged. For I must use thee.-O, my gentle cousin, [Exit HUBERT, with PETER. Hear'st thou the news abroad, who are arrived? Bast. The French, my lord; men's mouths are full of it. Besides, I met lord Bigot, and lord Salisbury, K. John. 1 This man was a hermit, in great repute with the common people. Notwithstanding the event is said to have fallen out as he prophesied, the poor fellow was inhumanly dragged at horses' tails through the streets of Warham, and, together with his son, who appears to have been even more innocent than his father, hanged, afterwards, upon a gibbet.—Holinshed, in anno 1213.-Speed says that Peter the hermit was suborned by the pope's legate, the French king, and the barons, for this purpose. 2 i. e. to safe custody. I have a way to win their loves again; Bast. I will seek them out. K. John. Nay, but make haste; the better foot before. O, let me have no subject enemies, With dreadful When adverse foreigners affright my towns pomp of stout invasion!Be Mercury; set feathers to thy heels; And fly, like thought, from them to me again. Bast. The spirit of the time shall teach me speed. [Exit. K. John. Spoke like a spriteful, noble gentleman.Go after him; for he, perhaps, shall need Some messenger betwixt me and the peers; And be thou he. Mess. With all my heart, my liege. K. John. My mother dead! Re-enter Hubert. [Exit. Hub. My lord, they say, five moons were scen to night; Four fixed; and the fifth did whirl about The other four, in wondrous motion. K. John. Five moons? Hub. Old men, and beldams, in the streets Do prophesy upon it dangerously. Young Arthur's death is common in their mouths; And he that speaks doth gripe the hearer's wrist; With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes. Had falsely thrust upon contráry feet,)1 Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death. K. John. Why seek'st thou to possess me with these fears? Why urgest thou so oft young Arthur's death? K. John. It is the curse of kings to be attended To understand a law; to know the meaning Hub. Here is your hand and seal for what I did. Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds, 1 This passage, which called forth the antiquarian knowledge of so many learned commentators, is now, from the return of the fashion of right and left shoes, become intelligible without a note. 2 Deliberate consideration. VOL. III. 42 3 To quote is to note or mark. |