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Another Part of the Field.
A Retreat sounded.
[To ELINOR. So strongly guarded.-Cousin, look not sad:
[To ARTHUR. Thy grandam loves thee; and thy uncle will As dear be to thee as thy father was.
Arth. O, this will make my mother die with grief. K. John. Cousin, away for England ; haste before :
[To FAULCON BRIDGE. And, ere our coming, see thou shake the bags Of hoarding abbots: imprisoned angels Set at liberty: the fat ribs of peace Must by the hungry now be fed upon : Use our commission in his utmost force. Faul. Bell, book, and candle shall not drive me
back, When gold and silver becks me to come on. I leave your highness :-Grandam, I will pray, If ever I remember to be holy, For your faith safety ; so I kiss your
hand. Eli. Farewell, gentle cousin. K. John. Coz, Farewell.
Eli. Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a word.
[Taking ARTHUR aside. K. John. Come hither, Hubert.—0 my gentle
say what good respect I have of thee. Hub. I am much bounden to your majesty. K. John. Good friend, thou hast no cause to say
so yet : But thou shalt have : and creep time ne'er so slow, Yet it shall come, for me to do thee good. I had a thing to say,—But let it go; The sun is in the Heaven ; and the proud day, Attended with the pleasures of the world, Is all too wanton, and too full of gawds, To give me audience :-If the midnight bell Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth, Sound one unto the drowsy race of night; If this same were a churchyard were we stand, And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs ; Or if that surly spirit, Melancholy, Had bak'd thy blood, and made it heavy, thick; Which, else, runs tickling up and down the veins, Making that ideot, laughter, keep men's eyes, And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, A passion hateful to my purposes ;; Or if that thou could'st see me without eyes, Hear me without thine ears, and make reply Without a tongue, using conceit alone, Without eyes, ears, and harmful sound of words; Then, in despite of blooded watchful day,
I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts:
Hub. So well, that what you bid me undertake,
K. John. Do not I know; thou would’st ?-
Hub. And I'll keep him so,
K. John. Death.
K. John. Enough.
[Exeunt Elinor and English GentLEMEN. K. John. For England, cousin; go: Hubert shall be your man, attend on you With all true duty.-On, towards Calais, ho ! Hubert, remember.[Flourish of Drums and Trumpets.-Exeunt King
John, HUBERT, ARTHUR, the LORDS,
GENTLEMEN, HERALD, and GUARDS.
The French Court.
Enter LEWIS, KING Philip, and PANDULPR.
K. Phil. So, by a roaring tempest in the flood,
Pan. Courage and comfort! all shall yet go well.
O, that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth!
Pan. Lady, you utter madness, and not sorrow.
Con. Thou art not holy to belie me so;
and he is lost;
K. Phil. Bind up those tresses.
Con. O, father Cardinal, I have heard you say,
Pan. You hold too heinous a respect of grief.