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To meet displeasure farther from the doors ;
And grapple with him, ere he come so nigh.

K. John. The Legate of the Pope hath been with me,
And I have made a happy peace with him ;
And he hath promis'd to dismiss the Powers
Led by the Dauphin.

Faulc. Oh inglorious league !
Shall we, upon the footing of our Land,
Send fair-play-orders, and make compromise,
Insinuation, parley, and base truce,
To arms invasive ? shall a beardless boy,
A cocker'd, silken, Wanton brave our fields,
And flesh his spirit in a warlike soil,
Mocking the air with Colours idly spread, s
And find no check ? let us, my Liege, to arms :
Perchance, the Cardinal can't make your peace;
Or if he do, let it at least be said,
They saw, we had a purpose of defence.

K. John. Have thou the ord’ring of this present time.

Faulc. Away then, with good courage ; yet, I know, Our Party may well meet a prouder foe.


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away with courage; yet

I so well Where the Norwegian colours know the faintness of our parly, ficut the sky,

that I think it may easily bappen Ant fan our people cold.

that they all encounter enemies 6 Away then, with good cou- wbe bave more spirit than themrage; jet, I know,


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Changes to the Dauphin's Camp, at St. Edmonsbury.' Enter, in arms, Lewis, Salisbury, Melun, Pembroke,

Bigot, and Soldiers. Lewis. Y Lord Melun, let this be copied out,

And keep it safe for our remembrance :
Return the precedent to these Lords again,
That having our fair order written down,
Both they and we, perusing o'er these notes,
May know wherefore we took the Sacrament ;
And keep our faiths firm and inviolable.

Sal. Upon our sides it never shall be broken,
And, noble Dauphin, albeit we swear
A voluntary zeal and un-urg'd faith
Το your proceedings; yet believe me, Prince,
I am not glad that such a Sore of time
Should seek a plaister by contemn'd revolt;
And heal th' inveterate canker of one wound,
By making many. Oh, it grieves my soul,
That I must draw this metal from my side
To be a widow-maker: oh, and there,
Where honourable rescue, and defence,
Cries out upon the name of Salisbury.
But such is the infection of the time,

7 at St. Edmondsbury.] I Upon the Allar at St. Edmondf have ventur'd to fix the Place of the Seene here, which is specified Even on that Altar, wbere we by none of the Editors, on the fwore to you following Authorities. In the Dear Amity, and everlasting Love, preceding Act, where Salisbury And it appears likewise from the has fixed to go over to the Dau- Troublesom Reign of King John, phin, he says;

in two Parts, (the first rough MoLords, I will meet him at St. del of this Play) that the InterEdmondsbury.

change of Vows betwixt the DawAnd Count Melun, in this last phin and the Engijh Barons was Aft, says;

at St. Edmondsbury. THEOBALD. and many more with me,


bury ;

hat, for the health and physick of our Right, Ne cannot deal but with the very hand Of stern injustice, and confused wrong.

And is't not pity, oh my grieved friends!
| That we, the sons and children of this Ine,

Were born to see so fad 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 ? -_ nation, that thou couldst 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

"he blood of malice in a vein of league, į nd not to spend it so un-neighbourly.

Lewis. A noble temper dolt thou shew in this;
and great affection, wrestling in thy bosom,
Doth make an earthquake of Nobility.
Oh, what a noble combat hast thou fought,
Between compulfion, and a brave respect !
Let me wipe off this honourable dew,
That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks.
My heart hath melted at a lady's tears,
Being an ordinary inundation
But this effusion of such manly drops,
This show'r, blown up by tempeft of the foul,
Startles mine eyes, and makes me more amaz’d,
Than had I seen the vaulty top of heav'n

8 Between compulfion, and a calls it an enforced caule) could

brave respect!) This com- only be procured by foreign arms: pulfion was the necesüty of a re And the brave respeel was the formation in the state ; which, love of his country. Yet the according to Salisbury's opinion, Oxford Editor, for compulsion, (who, in his speech preceding, reads comtafsion. WARBURTON.


Figur'd quite o'er with burning meteors.
Lift up thy brow, renowned Salisbury,
And with a great heart heave away this storm.
Commend these waters to those baby-eyes,
That never saw the giant world enrag'd ;
Nor met with fortune, other than at feasts,
Full-warm of blood, of mirth, of goflipping.
Come, come; for thou shalt thrust thy hand as deep
Into the purse of rich prosperity,
As Lewis himself; fo, Nobles, shall you all,
That knit your finews to the strength of mine.

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Enter Pandulpho.
And even there, methinks, an angel (pake!
Look, where the holy legate comes apace,
To give us warrant from the hand of heav'n,
And on our actions set the name of Right
With holy breath.

Pand. Hail, noble Prince of France!
The next is this : King John hath reconcil'd
Himself to Rome; his spirit is come in,
That so stood out against the holy Church,
The great Metropolis and See of Rome.
Therefore thy threatning Colours now wind up,
And tame the savage spirit of wild war;
That, like a Lion foster'd up at hand,
It may lie gently at the foot of peace :
And be no further harmful than in shew.

an angel spake!) vance and concluding that he Sir T. Hanmer, and after him Dr. comes to animate and authorise Warburton read here, an angel him with the power of the church, speeds. I think unnecessarily. he cries out, at the fight of this The Dauphin does not yet hear holy man, I am encouraged as by the legate indeed, nor pretend to the voice of an angel. hear him, but seeing him ad



Lewis. Your Grace shall pardon me, I will not back:
I am too high-born to be propertyd,
To be a secondary at controul;
Or ufeful serving-man, and instrument,
To any sovereign State throughout the world.
Your breath firft kindled the dead coal of war,
Between this chastis'd Kingdom and myself ;
And brought in matter, that should feed this fire.
And now 'tis far too huge to be blown out,
With that same weak wind which enkindled it.
You taught me how to know the face of Right,
Acquainted me with int’rest to this Land;
Yea, thrust this enterprize into my heart :
And come ye now, to tell me John hath made

with Rome? what is that peace to me?
1, by the honour of my marriage-bed,
After young Arıbur, claim this Land for mine :
And now it is half-conquer'd, muft I back,
Because that John hath made his peace with Ronie?
Am I Rome's fave? what penny hath Rome borne,
What men provided, what munition fent,
To under-prop this action ? 'is't not I,
That undergo this charge? who else but I,
And such as to my Claim are liable,
Sweat in this business, and maintain this war?
Have I not heard these islanders shout out,
Vive le Roy! as I have bank'd their towns ?
Have I not here the best cards for the game,
To win this easy match, play'd for a Crown?
And shall I now give o'er the yielded Set?
No, on my soul, it never shall be faid.

Pand. You look but on the outside of this work.

Lewis. Outside or inside, I will not return,
Till my attempt so much be glorify’d,
As to my ample hope was promised,
Before I drew this gallant head of war;
And culld these fiery spirits from the world,
To outlook Conquest, and to win Renown

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