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Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will endure

Mes. Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so: Our setting down before't.

Within this three mile may you see it coming : Mal. 'Tis his main hope:

I say, a moving grove. For where there is advantage to be given?

Macb. If thou speak’st false, Both more and lesshave given him the revolt; 5 Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive, And none serve with him but constrained things, Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth, Whose hearts are absent too.

I care not if thou dost for me as much.Maed. Let our just censures

I pull in resolution; and begin Attend the true event, and put we on

To doubt the equivocation of the fiend, Industrious soldiership.

10 That lies like truth: Far not'till Birnam wood Six. The time approaches,

Do come to Dunsinane ;-and now a wood That will with due decision make us know Comes toward Dunsinane.- Arm,arm, and out! What we shall say we have, and what we owe. If this, which he arouches, does appear, Thought speculative their unsure hopes relate; There is no flying hence, nor tarrying here. But certain issue strokes must arbitrate: 15 l’gin to be a-weary of the sun, [done. Towards which advance the war. [Ece, marching.

And wish the estate oʻthe world were now unS CE N E V.

Ring the alarum bell:- Blow, wind! come, wrack)

At least we'll die with harness on our back. [Exe. Enter Macbeth, Seyton, and Soldiers, with drums

SC E N E VI. and colours.

20 Drum and Colours. Enter Malcolm, Sizard, Macb. Hang out ourbanners on the outward walls: Macduft, and their Army, with boughs. The cry is still

, They come : Our castle's strength Mal. Now near enough; your leavy screens Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie,

throw down, "Till famine and the ague eat them up:

And shew like those you are:-

- You, worthy uncle, Were they not forc'd with those that should be ours, 25 Shall

, with my cousin, your right-nobleson, We might have met them dareful beard to beard, Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff, and we, And beat them backward home. What is that noise Shall take upon us what else remains to do,

[A cry within of women. According to our order. Sey. It is the cry of women, my good lord. Siw. Fare you well.

Alach. I have almost forgot the taste of fears: 30 Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, The time has been, my senses would have cool'd

Let us be ten, if we cannot fight. [all breath, To hear a night-shriek; and my* fell of hair Macd. Make all our trumpets speak; give them Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir

Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death. As life were in't: I have supt full with horrors;

[Eicunt. Alarums continued. Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, 35

SCE N E VII. Cannot once start nie.- Wherefore was that cry

Enter Macbeth. Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead.

Macb. They have ty'd me to a stake; I cannot Macb. She should have dy'd hereafter ;

fly, There would have been a time for such a word.- But, bear-like, I must fight the tourse.---What’s he, Tomorrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, 401 That was not born of woman? Such a one Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

Ain I to fear, or none. To the last syllable of recorded' time;

Enter Young Siward, And all our vesterdays have lighted fools

Yo. Siw. What is thy name? The way we dusiy death. Out, out, brief candle! Macb. Thou'lt be afraid to hear it. [name Lite's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, 45 Yo. Siw. No; though thou cali'st thyself a hotter That struits and frets his hour upon the stage,

Than any

is in hell. And then is heard no more: it is a tale,

Macb. My naine's Macbeth.

(a title Tuld by an ideot, full of sound and fury,

Yo. Siw. The devii himselt could not pronounce Signifying nothing.

More hateful to mine ear,
Enter a Messenger.
50 Macb. No, nor more fearful.

[scord Thou coin'st to use thy tongue; thy story quickly. Yo. Siw. Thou liest, abhorred tyrant; with my Mes. Gracious my lord,

I'll prove the lie thou speak’st. I should report that which I say I

[Fight; and Young Siward is st 1n. But know not how to do't.

Macb. Thou wast born of woman.-Macb. Well, say, sir.

55 But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, Ales. As I did stand my watch upon the hill, Brandish'd by man that's of a soman born. [Erit. I look'd toward Biroam, and anon, methought,

Alarums. Enter l«cduy. The wood began to move.

Macd. That way the noise is :--Tyrant, shew Mucb. Liar, and slave! [Striking him.

thy face; "That is, opportunity to be gone. -2 More and less is the same with greater and less. }i.e. deter. mine. “My hairy part, my cupillitium. Fell is skin. Recorded is probably here used for recorda ing, or recordablé. Cluny, in the northern counties, signifies any thing that is shriye iled or shrunk up. By famine, the intestines are, as it were, stuck together. To be cand is a Statfordshire expresa sion signifying to be starv'd. To cling likewise siguifies to compress, to embrace. Cc




If thou be'st slain, and with no stroke of mine, I throw my warlike shield: lay on, Macduff; My wite and children's ghosts will haunt me still. Ind damu'd be bim that first cries, Hold, enough'. I cannot strike at wretched kernes, whose arms

[Excunt, fighting. Alarums. Are hir'dto beartheir staves; either thou, Macbeth, Re-enter fighting, und Macbeth is slain. Or else my sword, with an unbatter'd edge, 5 Retreat und flourish. Enter with drum and coI sheath again undeeded. There thou should'st be; lours, Alalcolm, Old Sircard, Rossi, Thanes, By this great clatter, one of greatest note

and Soldiers. Seems bruited'; Let me find him, fortune! and Mal. I would the friends we miss, were safe More I beg not. [Elit. Alurum.

arrivd. Enter Malcolm and old Siward.

101 Size. Some must go off: and yet, by these I see, Siw. This way, my lord ;-the castle's gently So great a day as this is cheaply bought. render'd:

Blat. Maciuti is missing, and your noble son. The tyrant's people on both sides do fight;

Russe. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's The poble thanes do bravely in the war;

He only liv'd but 'till he was a man, (debt: The day almost itself professes yours,

15 The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd And little is to do.

In the unshrinking station where he fought, Mal. We have met with foes

But like a man be dy'd. That strike beside us.

Siw. Then he is dead?

(of sorrow Siw. Enter, sir, the castle. (Exeunt. Alarum. Rosse'. Ay, and brought off the field: your cause Re-enter Macbeth.

20 Must not be measur'd by his worth, for then

It bath no end.
Macb. Why should I play the Roman fool, and die

Sir. Had he his hurts before?
On mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the gashes
Do better upon

Rosse. Ay, on the front.

Siu. Why then, God's soldier be he!
Re-enter Nacduf.

25 Had I as many sons as I have hairs, Alacd. Turn, hell-hound, turn.

I would not wish them to a fairer death;
Macb. Of all men else I have avoided thee: And so his knell is knolld.
But get thee back, my soul is too much charg'd

Mal. lle's worth more sorrow,
With blood of thine already.

And that I'll spend for him. Macd. I have no words,

30 Sir. He's worth no more ; My voice is in my sword; thou bloodier villain They say, he parted well, and paid his score: Than terms can give thee out! [Fight. Alurum. And so,' God be with him! Here comes newer Macb. Thou losest labour:

comfort. As easy may'st thou the intrenchant air?

Re-enter Macduff with Macbeth's head. With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed:35 Mgcd. Hail, king? for so thou art: Behold, Let fall ihy blade op vulnerable crests;

where stands I bear a charmed life, which must not yield The usurper's cursed head: the time is free ; To one of woman born.

I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl', Macd. Despair thy charm;

That speak my salutation in their minds;
And let the angel, whom thou still hast serv'd, 40 Whose voices I desire aloud with mine,
Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb Hail, king of Scotland !
Untimely ripp'd.

All. Hail, king of Scotland! [Fourish. Macb. Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, Mal. We shall not spend a large expence of time, For it hath cow's my better part of man! Before we reckon with your several loves, (men, And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd, 45 And make us even with you. My thanes and hinsThat palter' with us in a double sense ;

Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland That keep the word of promise to our ear, In such an honour nam'd. What's more to do, And break it to our hope.-I'll not fight with thee. Which wowd be planted newly with the time,Macd. Then yield thee, coward,

A calling home our exil'd friends abroad, And live to be the shew and gaze o' the time, 50 That tled the snares of watchful tyranny; We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are, Producing forth the cruel ministers Painted upon a pole; and under-writ,

of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen ; Here may you see the tyrant.

Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent hands Macb. I will not yield,

Took off her life ;—This, and what needful else To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet, 55 That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace, And to be baited with the rabble's curse. We will perform in measure, time, and place: Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane, So thanks to all at once, and to each one, And thou oppos’d, being of no woman born, Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone. Yet I will try the last: Before my body

. (Flourish. Ercunt. ! To bruit is to report with clamour; to noise. - 2 i. e. air which cannot be cut. 'i. e. that shuffle with ambiguous expressions. See note 8, p. 367. i. e. thy kingdon's wealth.

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King John.

Philip, King of France. Prince Henry, Son to the King.

Lewis, the Dauphin. ARTHUR, Duke of Bretagne, and Nephew to the Arch-duke of AUSTRIA. King.

Cardinal PANDULPHO, the Pope's Legate. PEMBROKE',

Melun, a French Lord. Essex',

Chatillon, Ambussador from France to King SALISBURY, > English Lords.

FAULCONBRIDGE, Bastard Son to Richard the ELINOR, Queen-mother of England.

CONSTANCE, Moiher to Arthur.
ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, Half-brother to the Blanch, Daughter to Alphonso King of Castile,

and Niece to King John. James GURNEY, Servant to the Lady Faulcon- Lady FaulCONBRIDGE, Mother to the Bastard bridge.

and Robert Faulconbridge. Peter Of Pomfret, a Prophet. Citizens of Angiers, Heralds, Executioners, Messengers, Soldiers, and other Attendants.

The SCENE, sometimes in England, and sometimes in France.



And put the same into young Arthur's hand, Northampton.

Thy nephew, and right royal sovereign.

K. John. What follows, if we disallow of this? A room of state in the palace.

Chat. The proud controul of fierce and bloody Euter King John, Queen Elinor, Pembroke, Es- 5 To inforce these rights so forcibly withheld. [war, sex, and Salisbury, with Chatillon.

K. John. Here have we war for war, and blood K. John. Now, say, Chatillon, what would

for blood,

[France, Controulment forcontroulment; soanswer France. Chat. Thus, after greeting, speaks the king of Chat. Then take my king's defance from iny In my behaviour,' to the majesty,

10 The farthest limit of my embassy. (mouth, The borrow'd majesty of England here.

K. John. Bear mine to him, and so depart in Eli. A strange beginning ;-borrow'd majesty ! Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France: (peace: K.John.Silence,good ınother; hear the embassv. For ere thou canst report I will be there,

Chat. Philip of France, in right and true behalf The thunder of my cannon shall be heard: Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son, 15 So, hence! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath, Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim And sullen presage of your own decay.-To this fair island, and the teritories;

An honourable conduct let him have;To Ireland, Poictiers, Anjou, Touraine, Maine : Pembroke, look to 't:-Farewell, Chatillon. Desiring thee to lay aside the sword,

[Exeunt Chat, and Pem. Which sways usurpingly those several titles; 201 Eli. What now, my son? have I not ever said

Mr. Theobald remarks, that though this play had the title of The Life and Death of King John, yet the action of it begins at the thirty-fourth year of his life; and takes in only some transactions of his reign at the time of his demise, being an interval of about seventeen years. Mr. Steevens observes, that Hall, Hollinshed, Stowe, &c. are closely followed not only in the conduct, but sometimes in the expressions throughout the following historical dramas ; viz. Macbeth, this play, Richard II. Henry IV. 2 parts, Henry V. Henry VI. 3 parts, Richard III. and Henry VIII. 2 William Mareshall

Jeffrey Fitzpeter, Ch. J. of England. * William Longsword, son to Henry II. by Rosamond Clifford. * Roger, Earl of Norfolk and Suffolk. • i. e. in my character. ?i. e. opposition. Cc2




pers Esser.

How that anibitious Constance would not cease, O old Sir Robert, father, on my knee
'Till she had kindled France, and all the world, give heaven thanks, I was not like to thee.
Upon the right and party of her son ?

K. John. Why, what a mad-cap hath heaven This might have been prevented, and made whole,

lent us here! With very easy arguments of love;.

5 Eli. He liath a trick’ of Caur-de-lion's face, Which now the manage' of two kingdoms must The accent ot his tongue affecteth him : With fearful bloody issue arbitrate.

[us. Do you not read some tokens of my son K. John. Our strong possession, and our right for In the large composition of this man?

Eli. Yourstrongpossession,much more than your K.John. Mine eye hath well examined bis parts, Or else it must go wrong with you, and me:[right;/10 And finds them perfect Richard.—Sirrah, speak, So much my conscience whispers in your ear: What doth move you to claim your brother'sland Which none but heaven, and you, and I, shall bear. Phil. Because he hath a half-iace, like wiy father; Enter the Sheriff of Northamptonshire, who whis- With that half-face would he have all iny land:

A half-fac'd groat' five hundred pound a year ! Esser. My liege, here is the strangest controversy, 15 Rob. My gracious liege,when that my father liv’d, Come from the country to be judg'd by you, Your brother did employ my father inuch ;That e'er I heard: Shall I produce the men? Phil. Well, sir, by this you cannot get my land;

K. John. Let them approach.- [Exit Sheriff Your tale must be, how he employ'd my mother. Our abbies, and our priories, shall pay

Rob. And once dispatch'd him in an embassy Re-enter Sheriff with Robert Faulconbridge; and 20 To Germany, there, with the emperor, Philip, his brother.

To treat of high affairs touching that time: This expedition's charge.-What men are you? The advantage of his absence took the king,

Phil. Your faithful subject I, a gentleman, And in the mean time sojourn'd at my father's; Born in Northamptonshire; and eldest son, Where how he did prevail, I shame to speak; As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge; 25 But truth is truth; large lengths of seas and shores A soldier, by the honour-giving hand

Between my father and iny mother lay, Of Caur-de-lion knighted in the field.

(As I have heard my father speak himself) K. John. What art thou ?

When this same lusty gentleman was got. Rob. The son and heir to that same Faulconbridge. Upon his death-bed lie by will bequeath'd

K. John. Is that the elder, and art thou the heir 30 His lands to me; and took it on his death, You came not of one mother then, it seems. That this, my mother's son, was none of his;

Phil. Most certain of one mother, mighty king, And, if he were, he came into the world That is well known; and, as I think, ove father : Full fourteen weeks before the course of time. But, for the certain knowledge of that truth, Then, good my liege, let me have what is mine, I put you o'er to heaven, and to my mother; 35A1y father's land, as was my father's will. ofthat I doubt, as all men's children may.

K. John. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate; Eli. Out on thee, rude man! thou dost shame Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him: thy mother,

And, if she did play false, the fault was hers; And wound her honour with this diffidence. Which fault lies on the hazard of all husbands

Phil. I, madam? no, I have no reason for it ; 40 That marry wives. Tell me, how if my brother, That is my brother's piea, and none of mine ; Who, as you say, took pains to get this son, The which if he can prove, a' pops me out Had of your father claim'd this son for his? At least from fair five hundred pounds a-year : In sooth, good friend, your father might have kept Heaven guard my mother's honour, and iny land! This calf, bred from his cow, from all the world; K. John. A good blunt fellow :--Why; being 45 In sooth, he might: then, if he were my brother's

, younger born,

My brother might not claim him; nor your father, Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance ?

Being none of his, refuse him ; This concludes Phil. I know not why, except to get the land. My mother's son did get your father's heir; But once he slander'd me with bastardy:

Your father's heir must have your father's land. But whe'r I be as true begot, or 10,

501 Rob. Shall then my father's will be of no force, That still I lay upon my mother's head;

To rispossess the child that is not his? But that I am as well begot, my liege,

Phil. Of no more force to dispossess me, sir, (Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me!) Than was his will to get me, as I think. Compare our faces, and be judge yourself.

Eli. Whether hadst thou rather,-be a Faulo If old Sir Robert did beget us both,


conbridge, And were our father, and this son like him ; And like thy brother, to enjoy thy land;

' That is, conduct, administration. Meaning, that peculiarity of face which may be sufficiently shewn by the slightest outline. "Our author is here knowinglý guilty of an anachronism, as he i alludes to a coin not struck till the year 1504, in the reign of king Henry VII. viz. a groal, which

, as well as the half groat, bare but half faces impressed. The groats of all our kings of England, and indeed all their other coins of silver, one or two only excepted, had a full face crown'd; till Henry VII. at the time above mentioned, coined groats and half groats, as also some shillings, with half faces, i. e. faces in profile, as all our coin has now. The first groats of king Henry VIII. were like those of his father; though afterwards he returned to the broad faces again. In the time of King John there were no groats at all, they being first, as far as appears, coined in the reign of king Edward III.




Or the reputed son of Caur-de-lion,

Phil. Brother, adieu;Good fortune come to thee, Lord of thy presence', and no land beside? For thou wast got i' the way of honesty! Phil. Madam, an if my brother had my shape,

[Ereunt all but Philip. And I had his, sir Robert's his, like him?;

A foot of honour' better than I was ; And if my legs were two such riding-rods, 5 But many a many foot of land the worse. My arms such eel-skins stuft; my face so thin, Well, now can I make any Joan a Lady: That in mine ear I durst not stick a rose', (goes! Good den, Sir Richard, -God-ri-mercy, fellow';Lest men should say, Look, where three-farthing And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter : And, to his shape, were heir to all this land, For new-made honour doth forget men's names: 'Would I might never stir froin off this place, 101'Tis too respectives, and too sociable, I'd give it every foot to have this face;

For your conversing. Now your traveller, I would not be Sir Nob in any case. [tune, He and his tooth-pick’ at my worship’s mess;

Eli. I like thee well; wilt thou forsake thy for And when my knightly stomach is suffic'd, Bequeath thy land to him, and follow me? Why then I suck my teeth, and catechise I ama soldier, and now bound to France. 15 My piked "o man of countries :- - My dear sir, Phil. Brother, take you my land, I'll take my (Thus, leaning on my elbow, I begin) chance:

I shali beseech youThat is question now; Your face hath got five hundred pound a-year ; And then comes answer like an ABC-book':Yet sell your face for five pence, and 'tis dear. - Osir, says answer, at your best command: Madam, I'll follow you unto the death,

20 At your employment; at your service, sir : Eli. Nay, I wouldhave yolgo before ine thither. Vo, sir, says question; I, sweet sir, at yours: Phil. Ourcountry mannersgive our betters way. And so, ere answer knows what question would, K. John. What is thy name?

(Saving in dialogue of compliment;
Phil. Philip, my liege; so is my name begun; And taking of the Alps, and Apennines,
Philip, good old Sir Robert's wife's eldest son. 25 The l'yrenean, and the river Po)
K. John. From henceforth bear his name whose It draws towards supper in conclusion so.
form thou bear'st :

But this is worshipful society,
Kneel thou down Philip, but arise more great; And fits the mounting spirit, like myself:
Arise Sir Richard, and Plantagenet. [hand : For he is but a bastard to the time,

Phil. Brother by the mother's side, give me your 30 That does not smack of observation:
My father gave me honour, yours gave land :- (And so am I, whether I smack, or no)
Now blessed be the hour, by niglit or day, And not alone in habit and device,
When I was got, Sir Robert was away.

Exterior form, outward accoutrement;
Eli. The very spirit of Plantagenei :-

But from the inward motion to deliver I am thy grandäme, Richard ; call me so. 135 Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth: Phil. Madam, by chance, but not by truth: Which " though I will not practise to deceive, What though'?

Yet, to avoid deceit, I mean to learn; Something about, a little from the right,

For it shall strew the footsteps of my rising.-In at the window, or else o'er the hatch': But who comes in such haste, in riding robes ? Who dares not stir by day, must walk by night; 40 What woman-post is this? hath she no husband,

And have is have, however men do catch: That will take pains to blow a horn before her!)? Near or far off, well won is still well shot;

Enter Lady Fiulconbridge and James Gurney. And I am I, howe'er I was begot.

O me! it is my mother :-How now, good lady? K. Johil. Go, Faulconbridge ; now hast thou What brings you here to court so hastily?. [he, thy desire,

45 Ladj. Where is that slave, thy brother? where is A landless knight makes thee a landed ’squire.--

| That holds in chase mine honour up and down? Come, madam, and come, Richard; we must speed Phil, My brother Robert? old Sir Robert's son? For France, for France; for it is more than need| Colbrand the giant, that same mighty man?

'i. e. master of thy majestic figure and dignified appearance. ? The meaning is, “If I had his shape—Sir Robert's—as he has." Sir Robert his, for Sir Robert's, is agreeable to the practice of that time, when the 's added to the nominative was believed, I think erroneously, to be a contraction of his.' Theobald says, that in this very obscure passage our poet is anticipating the date of another coin; humorously to rally a thin face, eclipsed, as it were, by a tull-blown rose. We must observe, to explain this allusion, that queen Elizabeth was the first, and indeed the only prince, who coined in England three-half-pence, and three-farthing pieces. She at one and the same timecoined shillings, sixpences, groats, three-pences, two-pences, three-half-pence, pence, three-farthings, and half-pence; and these pieces all had her head, and were alternately with the rose behind, and without the rose. The shilling, groat, two-pence, penny, and half-penny, had it not: the ather intermediate coins, viz. the six-pence, three-pence, three-half-pence, and three-farthings had the rose. But Dr. Warburton observes, that the sticking roses about them was then all the court-fashion. * What then: 5 These expressions mean, says Mr. Steevens, to be born out of wedlock, i.e. a step. 'Faulconbridge here entertains himself with the ideas of greatness.--Good den, Sir Richard, he supposes to be the salutation of a vassal. God-a-mercy,tellorv, his own supercilious reply to it

. & i. e. respectful. 'To pick the teeth, and wear a piqued beard, were, in that time, marks of a traveller, or man atfecting foreign fashions. 10 See notes, p. 164. "i. e. as they then spoke and wrote it, an absey-book, ineaning a catechism. !? Which for this. " Dr. Johnson says, our author means, that a wonan that travelled about like a post, was likely to horn her husband,

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