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And make fair weather in your blustering land.
On this Ascension-day, remember well,
Upon your oath of service to the pope,
Go I to make the French lay down their arms. (Exit.

K. John. Is this Ascension-day? Did not the prophet
Say, that before Ascension-day at noon
My crown I should give off? even so I have:
I did suppose, it should be on constraint ;
But, heaven be thank’d, it is but voluntary.

Enter Faulconbridge.
Faulc. All Kent hath yielded ; nothing there holds

But Dover-castle: London hath receiv'd,
Like a kind hoft, the dauphin and his powers.
Your nobles will not hear you, but are gone
To offer service to your enemy;
And wild amazement hurries up and down
The little number of your doubtful friends.

K. Jobn. Would not my lords return to me again,
After they heard young Arthur was alive?
Fault. They found him dead, and cast into the

streets; An empty casket, where the jewel, life, By fome damn’d hand was robb’d and ta'en away.

K. Jobn. That villain Hubert told me he did live.

Faulc. So, on my soul, he did, for aught he knew,
But wherefore do you droop? why look you sad?
Be great in act, as you have been in thought:
Let not the world see fear, and sad distrust
Govern the motion of a kingly eye:
Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire;
Threaten the threatner, and out-face the brow
Of bragging horror : so shall inferior eyes,
That borrow their behaviours from the great,

Grow great by your example, and put on
The dauntless fpirit of resolution.
Away, and glister like the god of war,
When he intendeth to become the field :


Shew boldness and aspiring confidence.
What, shall they seek the lion in his den?
And fright him there ? and make him tremble there?
Oh, let it not be said !-Forage, and run 4
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.

Fault. Oh inglorious league ! Shall we, upon the footing of our land, Send fair-play-orders, and make compromise, Insinuation, parley, and base cruce, To arms invasive? Shall a beardless boy, A cocker'd, silken wanton brave our fields, And Acth his spirit in a warlike soil, Mocking the air with colours idly spread 5, And find no check? Let us, my liege, to arms: Perchance, the cardinal cannot 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 ordering of this present

time. Faul. Away then, with good courage ; yet, I know 6, Our party may well meet a prouder foe. [Exeunt.


Forage, and run] To forage is here used in its original fenfe, for to range abroad. JOHNSON.

s Mocking the air with colours- He has the fame image in Macbeth,

Where the Norwegian banners flout the sky,

And fan our people cold. JOHNSON. • sway then, with good courage; yet, I know,

Our party may well meet a prouder fue.] Let us then aceay with courage ; yet I fo well know the faintness of our party, that I think it may easily happen that ibey fall encounter enemies who have more spirit than themselves. JOHNSON.

Dr. Johnfon is, I believe, mistakes. Faulconbridge means; for all their boasting I know very well that our party is able to

Changes to the dauphin's camp at St. Edmund's-bury 7.
Enter, in arms, Lewis, Salisbury, Melun, Pembroke,

Bigot, and soldiers.
Lewis. My lord Melun, let this be copied out,
And keep it safe for our remembrance:
Return the precedent 8 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 facrament;
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 an unurg'd faith
To your proceedings; yet, believe me, prince,
I am not glad that such a fore of time
Should feek a plaister by. contemn’d revolt ;
And heal the inveterate canker of one wound,
By making many. Oh, it grieves my soul,
That I must draw this metal from my fide

cope with one yet prouder and more confident of its strength than theirs. Faulconbridge would otherwise dispirit John, whona he meant to animate. STEEVENS.

? — at St. Edmund's-bury.] I have ventured to fix the place of the scene here, which is specified by none of the editors, on the following authorities. In the preceding act, where Salilbury has fixed to go over to the dauphin; he says,

Lords, I will meet him at St. Edmund's-bury,
And count Melun, in this last act, says,

and many more with me,
Upon the allar at St. Edmund's-bury;
Even on that altur, where we fawore to you

Dear amity, and everlafting love. And it appears likewise from the troublesome Reign of King John, in two parts (the first rough model of this play) that the interchange of vows betwixt the dauphin and the Englith barons was at St. Edmund's-bury: THEOBALD.

- the precedent, &c.] i. e. the original treaty between the dauphin and the English lords. STEVENS.


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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,
That, for the health and physic of our right,
We 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 fons and children of this ifle,
Were born to see so fad an hour as this
Wherein we step after a stranger, march
Upon her gentle bofom, 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 could'st remove !
That Neptune's arms, who clippeth thee about,
Would bear thee from the knowledge of thyself,
9 And grapple thee unto a pagan shore ;
Where these two Christian armies might combine
The blood of malice in a vein of league,
And not to spend it so unneighbourly!

Lewis. A noble temper doft thou shew in this
And great affections, wrestling in thy bosom,
Do make an earthquake of nobility.
Oh, what a noble combat hast thou fought,
Between compulsion, and a brave respect'!
Let me wipe off this honourable dew,
That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks.

9 And grapple thee, &c.] The old copy reads, And cripple thee, &c. STEEVENS.

Between compulfion, and a brave respeel!) This compulsior was the necessity of a reformation in the state; which, according to Salisbury's opinion (who, in his speech preceding, calls it an enforced causē) could only be procured by foreign arms: and the brave rejpect was the love of his country. Yet the Oxford editor, for compulfiun, reads compafion. WARBURTON.

My you all,

My heart hath melted at a lady's tears,
Being an ordinary inundation;
But this effusion of such manly drops,
This shower, blown up by tempest of the soul,
Startles mine eyes, and makes me more amaz’d,
Than had I seen the vaulty top of heaven
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 gossiping.
Come, come; for thou shalt thrust thy hand as deep
Into the purse of rich posterity,
As Lewis himself: so, nobles, shall
That knit your sinews to the strength of mine.

Enter Pandulph, attended.
And even there, methinks, an angel spake ? :
Look, where the holy legate comes apace,
To give us warrant from the hand of heaven;
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 reconcild
Himself to Rome ; his spirit is come in,
That so stood out against the holy church,

great metropolis, and fee of Rome. Therefore thy threatning colours now wind up, And tame the favage spirit of wild war ;

an angel fpake :) Sir T. Hanmer, and after him Dr. Warburton read here, an angel speeds. I think unnecessrily: The dauphin does not yet hear the legate indeed, nor pretend to hear him; but seeing him advance, and concluding that he comes to animate and authorize him with the power of the church, he cries out, at the fight of this boly man, I am encouraziu as by the voice of an angel. Johnson.





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