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Is it Sir Robert's ion that you seek so?

Some proper man, I hope ; Who was it, mother?
Lidy. Sir Robert': son! Ay,thou unreverend boy, Lady. Haft thou deny'd thyself a Faulconbridge!
Sir Robert's fon: Why scorn'st thou at Sir Robert ? Pbil. As faithfully as I deny the devil.
He is Sir Robert's fon, and so art thou. [while ? Lurdy. King Richard Coeur-de-lion was thy father

Phil. Janies Gurney, wilt thou give us leave a By long and vehement luit I was feduc'd
Gur. Good leave!, good Philip.

To make room for him in my huiband's bed :Phil. Philip - porrow!- James,

Heaven lay not my tranfgreion to my charge !There's toys abroad 2 ; anon I'll tell thee more. Thou art the itine of my dear oifence,

[Exie James. Which was so strongly urg', part iny defence. Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's fon ;

Pbil. Now, by this light, were I to get again, Sir Robert might have eat his part in me

Madam, I would not with a better father. Upon Good-frid:ry, and ne'er broke his fast : Some fins do bear their privilege on earth, Sir Robert could do well; Marry, to confess ! And to doth yours; your fault was not your folly : Could he get nie? Sir Robert could not do it ; Needs mult you lay your heart at his dispose,We know his handy-work:— Therefore, good mo- Subjected tribute to commanding love, To whom am I beholden for these limbs ? [ther, Against whose fury and unmatched force Sir Robert never holp to make this leg.

The awless lion could not wage the fight, Lady. Hast thou conspired with thy brother too, Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's hand 4, That for thine own gain should'ıt defend mine ho- He, that perforce robs lions of their hearts, nour?

May easiiy win a woman's. Ay, my mother, What means this scorn, thou most untoward knave: With all my heart I thank thee for my father! Pbil. Knight, knight, good mother,—Basilisco Who lives and dares but say, thou did'ít not well like 3 :

When I was got, I'll send his soul to hell. What! I am dub'd ; I have it on my shoulder. Come, lady, I will mew thee to my kin; But, mother, I am not Sir Robert's fon ;

And they shall say, when Richard me begot, I have disclaim'd Sir Robert, and my land; If thou hadit laid him nay, it had been fin : Legitimation, name, and all is gone :

Who says, it was, he lyes; I say, 'twas not. Then, goud my mother, let me know my father ;/

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ACT II.
SCENE 1.

! But with a heart full of unftained love :
Before the qualls of Angiers in France.

Welcome before the gates of Angiers, duke.

Lewis. A nuble boy! Who would not do thea Enter Philip King of France, Lewis the Darphin, the

right? Archduke of 1:1/1-i.?, Constance, and Aribur.

Muf. Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kils, Lewis. DEFORE Angers well met, brave Au- As ital to this indenture of my love; Atria.

That to my home I will no more return, Arthur, thirt great fore-runner of thy blood, "Till Angiers, and the right thou hast in France, Richard, that robu'd the lion of his heart,

Together with that pale, that u hite-fac'd fhore, And fought the boly wars in Palestine,

Whose foot fpurns back the ocean's roaring tides, By this brave duke came early to his grave: And coops from other lands heriflanders, And, for amends to his posterity,

Even till that England, hedg'd in with the main, At our importance s hither is he come,

That water-walled bulwark, still fecure To spread his colours, boy, in thy behalf ; And contident from foreign purposes, And to rebuke the usurpation

Even 'till that utmost corner of the west, Of thy unnatural uncle, Englith John:

Salute thee for her king : 'till then, fair boy, Embrace him, love him, give him welcome hither, Will I not tbiuk of home, but follow arms.

Arthur. God fhall forgive you Caur-de-lion's Confi. O, take his mother's thanks, a widow's The rather, that you give his offspring life, (death,

thanks,

(ttrength, Sindowing their right under your wings of war : Till your ítrong hand thajl help to give him I give you welcome with a powerless hand, To make a more requital to your love.

i Geod lezze means a ready aflent. ? i.e. rumours, idle reports. 3 Faulconbridge's words here carry a concealed piece of fatire on a stupid drama of that age, printed in 1599, and called Solaman and Perfedt. In this picce there is the character of a bragging cowardly Knight, called Baliliico. His pretension :o valour is so blown, and seen through, that Pitton, a buffoon-fervant in the play, jumps upon his back, and will not difengage him, till he makes Bafilifco fwear upon his dudgeon dagger that he was a knare, knave, knare, and no knight, knight, knight, as Babilisco arrogantly filed himnult. In the fame inanner Philip, when his mother calls him knave, throws ots that reproach by humouroully laving claim to his new dignity of knighthood. 4 Shakspeare here alludes to the old metrical romance of Richard Caur de lion, wherein this once celebrated monarch is related to have acquired his distinguishing appellation, by having plucked out a lion's heart to whose fury he was exposed by the duke of Austria, for having sain his fan with a blow of his filt. sie. importunits: 1. e. greater:

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Aufl. The peace of heaven is theirs, that lift, England we love; and for that England's fake, In luch a jutt and charitable war. [their swords with burthen of our armour here we liveat: K. Philip. Well then, to work; our cannon This coul of ours thould be a work of thine ; Thall be bent

But thou from loving England art so far, Against the brows of this resitting town.---- Thit thou hat under-w Tought 3 its lawful king, Call for our chiefelt men of discipline,

Cut of the fequence of poiterity, To cull the plots of best advantages :

Out-faced infant itate, and done a rape We'll lay before this town our royal bones, Upon the maiden virtue of the crown. Wade to the market-place in Frenchumen's blool, Look here upon thy brother Getirey's face ;But we will make it subject to this boy.

These eyes, there brows, were moulded out of his :
Conft. Stay for an antwer to your embally, This little abitract doth contain that large,
Lett unadvis d you stain your swords with blood: Which dy'd in Gettrey ; and the hand of time
My lord Chatillon may from England bring Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume.
That right in peace, which here we urge in war; That Gethey was thy elder brother born,
And then we fhall repent each drop of blood, And this his son ; England was Geffrey's right,
That hot raih halte so indirectly thed.

And this is Geffrey's : In the name of God,
Enter Chatillon.

How comes it then, that thou art call'd a king, K. Philip. A wonder, lady !---lo, upon thy wish, When living blood doth in these temples beat, Our messenger Chatillon is arriv'd.

Which owe the crown that thou o'er-maftereft? What England says, say briefly, gentle lord, K. Jobn. From whom halt thou this great come We coldly pause for thee; Chatillon, speak. (liege,

miflion, France, Chat. Then turn your forces from this paltry To draw my antwer from thy articles ? [thoughts And stir them up againit a mightier task.

K. Phil. From that supernal judge, that itirs good England, impatient of your just demands, In any breast of strong authority, Hath put himielt in armis ; the adverie winds, To look into the blots and itains of right. Whose leisure I have staid, have given him time That judge hath made me guardian to this bos: To land his legions all as soon as 1 :

Under whose warrant, I impeach thy wrong i His marches are expedient' to this town, And by whose help, I mean to chattise it. His forces trong, his foldiers confident.

K. John. Alack, thou dost usurp authority. With him along is come the mother-queen,

K. Pbilip. Excuse it; 'tis to beat usurping down. An Ate, stirring him to blood and !irife;

El. Who is it, thou doit call usurper, France ? With her, her niece, the lady Blanch of Spain; Conf. Let me make answer ;--thy ufurping son. With them a battard of the king deceas's :

Lli. Out, infolent! thy bastard thall be king; And all the unsettled humours of the land, That thou may'lt be a queen, and check the world! Rah, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries,

Conft. My bed was ever to thy fon as true,
With ladies' faces, and fierce dragons' iplcens, As thine was to thy husband : and this boy
Have fold their fortunes at their native homes, Liker in feature to his father Geffrey,
Bearing their birthrights proudly on their bucks, Than thou and John in manners ; being as like,
To make a hazard of new fortunes here.

As rain to water, or devil to his dam.
In brief, a braver choice of dauntless fpirits, My boy a bastard ! By my soul, I think,
Than now the English bottoms have writt o'er, His father never was fo true begot;
Did never float upon the twelling tide,

It cannot be, an if thou wert liis mother. [father. To do otience and feath 2 in Christendom.

Eli. There's a good mother, boy, that blots thy The interruption of their churlith drums

Conft. There's a good grandam, boy, that would [Drums bear.

blot thee. Cuts off more circumstance: They are at hand, Auf. Peace! To parley, or to fight; therefore, prepare.

Faule. Hear the crier. K. Pbilip. How much unlook'd for is this ex Auft. What the devil art thou ? pedition !

Faul. One that will play the devil, sir, with you, Auft. By how much unexpected, by so much An a' may catch your hide and you alone. We must awake cnd: avour for defence ;

You are the hare of vloin the proverb goes, For courage mounteth with occasion :

Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard; Let them be welcome then, we are prepar'd. I'll smoak your ikin-coat, an I catch you right ;

Sirrah, look to't; i'faith, I will, i'faith, Entir King John, Faulconbridge, Elinor, Blunch,

Blunch. O, well did he become that lion's robe, Pembroke, and others.

That did difrobe the lion of that robe! K.John. Peace be to France; if France in peace Fruli. It lies as fightly on the back of him, Our just and lineal entrance to our own! [permit As great Alcides'thoes upon an als :If not ; bleed France, and perce ascend to heaven! But, ass, 1'll take that burden from your back; While; we, Gol's wrathful agent, do correct Or lay on that, thall make your thoulders crack. Their prolat contempt that beat his peace to heaven. Auft. What cracker is this iame, that deats our

K. Pbilip. Peace be to England; if that war return With this abundance of superfluous breath: (ears From France to England, there to live in peace ! 'King Lewi, determine what we thall du itrait.

That is, expeditious. ? i. c. deftruction, harm. 3 i. c. undermined.

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K. Tbilip. Women, and foo!s, break off your Whose title they admit, Arthur's, or John's. conference

[Trumpets found. King John, this is the very sum of all,

Erter Citizens upon the walls. England, and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Maine, i Cit. Who is it, that hath warnd us to the walls? In right of Arthur do I claim of thee :

K. Phil. 'Iis France, for Fangland. Wilt thou resign them, and lay down thy arms ? K. John. England, for ittelf :

K.John. My life as 100n :--Ido defy thee, France. You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects, Arthur of Bretagne, yield thee to my hand ;

K. Phil. You loving men of Angiers, Arthur's And, out of my dear love, I'll give thee more

subjects, Than e'er the coward hand of France can win : Our trumpet call'd you to this gentle parle. Submit thee, boy.

K. Jobn. For our advantage ; --Therefore, hear Eli. Come to thy grandam, child.

us first. Confi. Do, child, go to it' grandam, child : These flags of France, that are advanced here Give grandam kingdom, and it' grandam will Before the eye and prospect of your town, Give it a plum, a cherry, and a fig:

Have hither marchi'd to your endrinagement: There's a good grandam.

The cannons have their bowels full of wrath ; Arth. Good my mother, peace !

And ready mounted are they, to spic forth
I would, that I were low laid in my grave; Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls:
I am not worth this coil, that's made for me. All preparation for a bloody fiege,
Eli. His mother Thames him so, poor boy, he And merciless proceeding by these French,
weeps.

Confronts your city's eyes, your winking gates ;
Conf. Now shame upon you, whe'r she does, or no! And, but for our approach, those fleeping stones,
His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's Thames, That as a waist do girdle you about,
Draw those heaven-moving pearls from his poor By the conipultion of their ordinance
Which heaven ihall take in nature of a fee ; [eyes, By this time from their fiel beds of lime
Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be brib’d Had been dith.biter, and wiue havock made
To do him justice, and revenge on you.

For bloody pcv er to rush upon your peace. El. Thou monstrous flanderer of heaven and earth! But, on the fight of us, your lawful king,

Conft.Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and earth! Who, painfully, with much expedient march, Call not me Nanderer ; thou, and thine, ufurp Have brought a countercheck before your gates, The dominations, royalties, and rights,

To save unfertch'd your city's threatend eks, Of this opprelied boy : This is the eldest son's son, Behold, the French, amaz'd, vouchiafe a parle : Infortunate in nothing but in thee;

And now, instead of bulleis wrap'd in fire, Thy fins are visited in this poor child;

To make a shaking fever in your walls, The canon of the law is laid on him,

They shoot but calm words, folded up in smoke, Being but the second generation

To make a faithlets error in your ears : Removed from thy fin-conceiving womb. Which truit accordingly, kind citizens, K. Jobu. Bedlam, have done.

And let us in, your king ; whose lahour'd spirits, Conft. I have but this to say,--

Forweary'd in this action of swift ipeed, That he's not only plagued for her fin,

Crave harbourago within your city walls. But God hath made her fin and her the plague K. Phil. When I have told, make aniwer to 115 On this removed it!ue, plagu'd for her,

Lo, in this right hand, whole procection both. And with her 1.-Plague her fon ; his injury, Is most divinely vow'd upon the right Her injury, the beadle to her fin,

of him it holds, stands young Plantagenet ; All punith d in the person of this child,

Son to the elder brother of this man, And all for hier? ; A plague upon her!

And king o'er him, and all that he enjoys :
Eli. Thou unadvised fcold, I can produce For this down-trodden equity, we tread
A will, that bar's the title of thy son. (will ; In warlike march these greens before your town ;

Confi. Ay, who doubts that a will! a wicked Being no further enemy to you,
A woman's will; a cankred grandam's will ! Than the constraint of hospitable zeal,

K. Phil. Peace, lady ; pause, or be more tempe- In the relief of this oppreficd child,
It ill beseems this presence, to cry aim 3 [rate : Religioutly provokes. Be pleated then
To these ill-tuned repetitions.--

To pay that duty, which you truly owe,
Some trumpet summon hither to the walls To him that ou es 4 it ; namely, this young prince :
Thele men of Angiers ; let its hear them speak, And then our arms, like to a muzzled bear,

1 Dr. Johnson thus explains this very obscure passage : “He is not only inade miserable by vengeance for her pn or crime; but her fin, her offspring, and she, are made the initruinents of that vengco ance, on this descendant; who, though of the second generation, is pligued for her and uith her; to whom he is not only the causc but the mitrument of evil.” 2 The same able and judicious commentator assigns the following ineaning to this perplexed sentence: " Initead of intlocting vengeance on this innocent and remote defcendant, punijn iver jun, her immediate offspring: then the afiliction will fall where it is deleived; his injury will be ver injury, and the miserv of her fin; ter son will be a bcadle, or chastiser, to her crimes, which are now all pur jhed in the person of this child." 3 i. e. to encourage. Sce noie ®, p. 57.

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Save in aspect, have all offence seald up ;

Much work for tears in many an English mother, Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent Whose fous lye scatter it on the bleeding ground: Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven ; Many a widow's husband groveling lies, And, with a bletled and unvex'd retire,

Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth; With unhack'd twords, and helmets all unbruis'd, And victory, with little loss, doth play We will bear home that luity blood again, Upon the dancing banners of the French; Which here we came to spout against your town, Wlio are at hand, triumphantly display'd And leave your children, wives, and you, in peace. To enter conquerors, and to proclaim But if you fondly pass our protfer'd offer, Arthur of Bretagne, England's king and yours. 'Tis not the roundure' of your old fac'd walls

Enter English Heraid, with trumpets. Can hide you from our metiengers of war ; E. Her. Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring your Tnough all these Englith, and their discipline,

bells ;

(proach, Wers harbour's in their rude circumference. King John, your king, and England's, duih apThen, tell us, snail your city call us lord,

Commander of this hot malicious day! In that behalf which we have challeng'd it ? Their armours, that marchi'd hence so silver-bright, Or shall we give the signal to our rage,

Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's blood; And Italk in blood to our poffeffion? [jeets ; There ituck no plume in any Englith crest,

Cit. In brief, we are the king of England's fub- That is removed by a staff of France ;
For him, and in his right, we hold this town. [in. Our colours do return in those fame hands

K. John. Acknowledge then the king, and let me That did display them when we first march'd forth;

Cir. That can we not; but he that proves the king, And, like a jolly troop of huntsmen, come To him will we prove loyal ; 'till that time, Our luty English, all with purpled hands, Have we ramm'd up our gates against the world. Dy'd in the dying daughter of their foes : K. John. Doth not the crown of England prove Open your gites, and give the victors way. [hold, the king ?

Cir. Heralds, from off our towers we might beAnd, if not that , I bring you witnesses,

From first to laft, the onset and retire Twice fifteen thousand hearts of England's breed,- of both your armies; whole equality Faule. Bastards, and else.

By our best eyes cannot be cenfured : [blows; K. Jobn.--To verify our title with their lives. Blood hath bought blood, and blows have answer'd K. Philip. As many, and as well-born blools as Strength match'd with strength, and power conFurule. Some buitards too.

[thore,

fronted power : K. Phil.--Stand in his face, to contradict his Both are alike; and both alike we like. claim.

One mult prove greatest; while they weigh so even, Cit. 'Till you compound whose right is worthiest, We hold our town for neither; yet for both. We, for the worthieit, hold the right from both. Enter the two Kings with their powers, at several doors.

X. Fabn. Then God forgive the fin of all those K. Jobr. France, hast thou yet more blood to caft That to their everlasting rendence, [fouls Say, Thail the current of our right run on? [away ? Before the dew of evening fall, Thall Aeet, Whose passage vext with thy impediment, In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king!

Shall leave his native channel, and o'er-swell K. Phil. Ainen, Amen !- Mount, chevaliers ! With course difturb'd even thy confining lhores ; to arms!

Cand e'er since Unleis tlou let his tilver water keep Faul. Saint George,--that swing'd the dragon, A peaceful progress to the ocean. [blood, Siis on his horseback at mine hoftess' door,

K. Phil. England, thou hast not sav'd one drop of Teach us some fence !--Sirrah, were I at home, In this hot trial, more than we of France; At your den, firrah, with your lioness,

Rather, loft more: And by this hand I twear, I'd set an ox-head to your lion's hide,

That sways the earth this climate over-looks,And make a monster of you. [To Auftria. Before we will lay by our just-borne arms, (bear, rufi. Peace ; no more.

We'll put thee down, 'gainit whom these arms we Faulc. O, tremble; for you hear the lion roar. Ordd a royal number to the dead;

K. John. Up higher to the plain; where we'll Gracing the furowl, that tells of this war's loss, In beit appointment, all our regiments. [let forth, With Naughter coupled to the name of kings.

Faule. Speel then, to take advantage of the field. Fuulo. Ha, majetty! how high thy glory towers,

K. Pbil. It shall be so ;--and at the other hill When the rich blood of kings is set on fire ! Command the rest to stand.--God, and our right! Oh, now doth death line liis dead chaps with steel ;

[Exeunt. The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his phangs ;

And now he feasts, niouthing the flesh of men, S CE N E II.

In undetermin’d differences of kings. After cxcurions, enter the Herald of France, with Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus ? trumpets, to the gates.

Cry, Havock, kings 2 ! back to the stained field, F. Her. You men of Angiers, open wide your You equal potents 3, fiery-kindled spirits ! And let young Arthur, duke of Bretagne, in; [gates Then let confusion of one part contirm [death! Who, by the hand of France, this day hath made The other's peace ; 'till then, blows, blood, and

! i. c. the cirile.

2 i. e, command slaughter to proceed.

3 Potcntates.

K. Jobu.

K. Jolm. Whose party do the townsmen

yet

ad Cit. Hear us, great kings: vouchsafe a while mit?

[your king?

to itay, K. Phil. Speak, citizens, for England; wlio's And I shall thew you peace, and fair-fac'd leagues Cir. The king of England, when we know the Win you this city without Itroke, or wound; king.

[his right. Rescue those brezthing lives to die in beds, K. Phil. Know him in us, that here hold up That here come facrinces for the field :

K. John. In us, that are our own great deputy, Persever not, but hear me, mighty kings. And bear poileffion of our perfon here;

K. Jobu. Speak on, with favour ; we are hert Lord of our presence, Angiers, and of you.

to hear.

[Blancha, Cit. A greater power, than ye, denies all this ; Cit. That daughter there of Spain, the lady Ard, 'till it be undoubted, we do jock

Is near to England : Look upon the years Our former fcruple in our Itrong-barr'd gates :

Of Lewis the Dauplin, and that lovely maid: Kings of our fears ; until our fears, refolvi, If lufty love should go in quest of beauty, Be by fome certain king purg'd and depos'd.

Where fhould he find it fairer than in Blanch? Fault. By heaven, these fcroyles é of Angiers If zealous 3 love thould go in search of virtue, fout you, kings;

Where should he find it purer than in Blanch? And stand securely on their battlements,

If love ambitious fought a match of birth, As in a theatre, whence they sape and point Whose veins hound richer blood than lady Blanch? At your industrious scenes and acts of death. Such as the is, in beauty, virtue, birth, Your royal presences be rul'd by me;

Is the young Dauphin every way complete :
Do like the mutines of Jerufalem,

If not complete, oh say, he is not the ;
Be friends a while, and both conjointly bend A:nd the again wants nothing, to name want,
Your íharpeit deeds of malice on this town; if want it be not, that she is not he:
By enft and weit let France and England mount He is the half part of a blefled man,
Their battering cannon, charged to the mouths; Left to be finished by such a The;
'Till their foul-fearing clamours have brawlid dunn And the a fair divided excellence,
The flinty ribs of this contemptuous city :

Wote fulness of perfection lies in him.
I'd play inceffantly upon theie jedes,

Oh, tuo such filver currents, when they join, Even 'till unfenced defolation

Do glorify the banks that bound them in : Leave them as naked as the vulgar air.

And two fuch fhores to two tuch treams made one, That done, diflever your unitedtrengths,

Two nich controlling bounds thall you be, kings, And pait your mingled colours once again; To these two princes, if you marry then). Turn face to face, and bloody peirit to point :

This union shall do more than battery can, Then, in a moment, fortune thall cull forth To our fant-clofee gites; for, at this match, Out of one side her happy munol;

With swifter (plecu 4 than powder can enforce, To whom in favour the thi! give the day, The mouth of puttige ihall we fing wide ope, And kiss him with a glorious victory.

And give you entrance : but, without this match, How like you this wild countel, mighty states ? The lea enraged is not half to cleaf, Smacks it not fomithing of the policy?

Lions more confident, mountains and rocks K. john. Now, by the sky that hangs above our More free from motion ; no, not death linsself heads,

In mortal fury halt 10 peremptory,
I like it well :-France, shall we knit our powers, As we to keep this city.
And lay this Angieis even with the ground; Firul. Here's a 1tay,
Then, after, fight who fhall be king of it? That makes the rotten carcare of old death

Faulo. An if thou haft the mettle of a king,- Out of his rags! Here's a large mouth, indeed, Being wrong’l, as we are, by this peerish town, That spits forth death, and mountains, rocks, and Turn thou the mouth of thy artille:y,

Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, [feas; As we will out, against these faucy walls : As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs! And when that we have daih'd them to the ground, What cannoneer begot this lusty blood ? • Why, then defy each other; and, pell-mell, Hefpeaks plain cannon, fire, and smoak, and bounce; Make work upon ourselves, for heaven or hell. He gives the baftinado with his tongue ; K. Pbilip. Let it be 10 : Say, where will you Our ears are cudgel'd; not a word of his, a Tault?

But buffets better than a fist of France : K. John. We from the west will send deitruction Zounds! I was never so bethumpt with words, Into this city's bolom.

Since I first callid my brother's father, dad. ul. I from the north.

Eli. Son, lift to this conjunction, make this match; K. Pbilip. Our thunder from the south Give with our niece a dowry large enough: Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town. For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie Faulo. O prudent discipline! From north to Thy now uníur'd assurance to the crown, soutlı;

That yon green boy thall have no fun to ripe Austria and France shoot in each other's mouth: The bloom that promiseth a mighty fruit.

[Hide. I see a yielding in the looks of France ; [rouls l'u fir them to it: Come, away! away! Mark, how they wbitper ; urge them, while their

1 i. e. scabby, scrophulous fellows. 2 The Lady Blanch was niece to king John by his sister Eliaror. 3 i. c. piose 4 Qur author uses spleen for any violcnt hurry, or tumultuous specd.

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