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The meagre cloddy earth to glittering gold :
The yearly course, that brings this day about,
Shall never see it but a holy-day.
Const. A wicked day, and not a holy-day !

What hath this day deserv'd ? what hath it done ;
That it in golden letters should be set,
Among the high-tides, in the kalendar ?
Nay, rather, turn this day out of the week ;
This day of shame, oppression, perjury :
Or, if it must stand still, let wives with child
Pray, that their burthens may not fall this day,
Lest that their hopes prodigiously be crost:
. But on this day, let seamen fear no wreck;
No bargains break, that are not this day made :
This day, all things begun come to ill end
Yea, faith itself to hollow fallhood change !

K. Pbil. By heaven, lady, you shall have no cause
To curse the fair proceedings of this day :
Have I not pawn'd to you my majesty ?

Conft. You have beguil'd me with a counterfeit,
Resembling majesty ; which, being touch'd, and try'd,
Proves valueless : You are forsworn, forsworn;
You came in arms to spill mine enemies' blood,
But now 'in arms you strengthen it with yours :
The grappling vigour and rough frown of war,
Is 'clad in amity and painted peace,
And our oppression hath made up this league :
Arm, arm, you heavens, against these perjur'd kings !
A widow cries; be husband to me, heavens !

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Let not the hours of this ungodly day
Wear out the day in peace ; but, ere sun-set,
Set armed discord 'twixt these perjur'd kings !
Hear me, oh, hear me!

Auft. Lady Constance, peace.

Conft. War! war! no peace ! peace is to me a war. 'O Lymoges ! O Austria! thou dost shame That bloody spoil: Thou Nave, thou wretch, thou coward; Thou little valiant, great in villainy ! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou fortune's champion, that doft never fight But when her humourous ladyship is by To teach thee safety! thou art perjur'd too, And sooth'st up greatness. What a fool art thou, A ramping fool; to brag, and stamp, and swear, Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded save, Haft thou not spoke like thunder on my side? Been sworn my soldier ? bidding me depend Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength ? And dost thou now fall over to my foes? Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, And hang a calf's-lkin on those recreant limbs.

Auft. O, that a man would speak those words to me!
Faulc. And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs.
Auft. Thou dar’st not say so, villain, for thy life.
Faulc. And hang a calf's skin on those recreant limbs.
K. Jobn. We like not this; thou doft forget thyself.

Enter Pandulph.
K. Phil. Here comes the holy legate of the pope.
Pand. Hail, you anointed deputies of heaven !-

i Lymoges! O Austria!]-Here Shakespeare hath conjoined the two well known enemies of Richard : the Duke of Austria once threw him into prison ; but he fell before the castle of Vidomar, Viscount of Limoges, by the arrow of Bertrand de Gourdon.


To thee, king John, my holy errand is.
I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal,
And from pope Innocent the legate here,
Do, in his name, religiously demand,
Why thou against the church, our holy mother,
So wilfully dost spurn; and, 'force perforce,
Keep Stephen Langton, chosen archbishop
Of Canterbury, from that holy see?
This, in our 'foresaid holy father's name,
Pope Innocent, I do demand of thee.

K. Jobn. What earthly name to interrogatories
Can talk the free breath of a sacred king?
Thou canst not, cardinal, devise a name
So Night, unworthy, and ridiculous,
To charge me to an answer, as the pope.
Tell him this tale, and from the mouth of England :
Add thus much more,—That no Italian priest
Shall tithe or toll in our dominions
But as we under heaven are supreme head,
So, under him, that great supremacy,
Where we do reign, we will alone uphold,
Without the assistance of a mortal hand :
So tell the pope; all reverence fet apart,
To him, and his usurp'd authority.

K. Phil. Brother of England, you blaspheme in this.

K. Jobn. Though you, and all the kings of Christendom, Are led so grossly by this meddling priest, Dreading the curse that money may buy out ; And, by the merit of vile gold, dross, duft, Purchase corrupted pardon of a man, Who, in that sale, sells pardon from himself : Though you, and all the rest, so grossly led, This juggling witchcraft with revenue cherish;

"force per force,]-by main force. VO L. III.



Yet' I, alone, alone do me opposo
Against the pope, and count his friends


Pand. Then, by the lawful power that I have,
Thou shalt stand curst, and excommunicate :
And blessed shall he be, that doth revolt
From his allegiance to an heretic;
And meritorious shall that hand be callid,
Canonized, and worship'd as a saint,
That takes away by any secret course
Thy hateful life.

Const. 0, lawful let it be,
That I have ' room with Rome to curse a while !
Good father cardinal, cry thou, amen,
To my keen curses; for, without my wrong,
There is no tongue hath power to curse him right.

Pand. There's law and warrant, lady, for my curse.

Conft. And for mine too; when law can do no right,
Let it be lawful, that law " bar no wrong:
Law cannot give my child his kingdom here ;
For he, that holds his kingdom, holds the law:
Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong,
How can the law forbid my tongue to curse?

Pand. Philip of France, on peril of a curse,
Let go the hand of that arch-heretic;
And raise the power of France upon his head,
Unless he do submit himself to Rome.

. Look'st thou pale, France ? do not let go thy hand. Const

. Look to that, devil! left that France repent, And, by disjoining hands, hell lose a soul.

Auft. King Philip, listen to the cardinal.
Faulc. And hang a calf's-skin on his recreant limbs.

Auft. Well, ruffian, I must pocket up these wrongs, Because

room with Rome]-JULIUS CÆSAR, AIII. S. 1. Ant. # bar]-obftruct.


Faulc. Your breeches best may carry them.
K. John. Philip, what say'st thou to the cardinal ?
Conft. What should he say, but as the cardinal ?

Lewis. Bethink you, father ; for the difference
Is, purchase of a heavy curse from Rome,
Or the light loss of England for a friend :
Forego the easier.

Blanch. That's the curse of Rome.

Conft. O Lewis, ftand fast; the devil tempts thee here, In likeness of a new * untrimmed bride.

Blanch. The lady Constance speaks not from her 'fajth, But from her need.

Const. Oh, if thou grant my need,
Which only lives but by the death ? of faith,
That need must needs infer this principle,-
That faith will live again by death of need :
0, then, tread down my need, and faith mounts up ;
Keep my need up, and faith is trodden down.

K. John. The king is mov'd, and answers not to this.
Conft. O, be remov'd from him, and answer well.
Auft. Do so, king Philip; hang no more in doubt.
Faulo. Hang nothing but a calf's-skin, most sweet lout.
K. Pbil. I am perplex'd, and know not what to say.

Pand. What can'lt thou say, but will perplex thee more, If thou stand excommunicate, and curft?

K. Phil. Good reverend father, make my person yours, And tell me, how you would bestow yourself. This royal hand and mine are newly knit ; And the conjunction of our inward souls Marry'd in league, coupled and link'd together With all religious strength of sacred vows; The latest breath, that gave the sound of words,

*untrimmed)-in a deshabille, difencumbered of the formalities of dress, of all nuptial pomp.--and trimmed-adorned, decked out to the utmost. y faib, -belief. 3 of faib,]-fidelity.

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