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Wade to the market-place in Frenchmen's blood, But we will make it subject to this boy.
Const. Stay for an answer to your embassy, Lest unadvis'd you stain your swords with blood : My lord Chatillon may from England bring That right in peace, which here we urge in war; And then we shall repent each drop of blood, That hot rash haste so indirectly shed.
Enter CHATILLON. K. Phi. A wonder, lady !-lo, upon thy wish, Our messenger Chatillon is arriv'd. What England says, say briefly, gentle lord, We coldly pause for thee; Chatillon, speak. Chat. Then turn your forces from this paltry
siege, And stir them up against a mightier task. England, impatient of your just demands, Hath put himself in arms; the adverse winds, Whose leisure I have staid, have given him time To land his legions all as soon as I: His marches are expedient to this town, His forces strong, his soldiers confident. With him along is come the mother-queen, An Até, stirring him to blood and strife; With her her niece, the lady Blanch of Spain; With them a bastard of the king deceas'd: And all the unsettled humours of the land,Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries, With ladies' faces, and fierce dragons' spleens,Have sold their fortunes at their native homes, Bearing their birthrights proudly on their backs, To make a hazard of new fortunes here. In brief, a braver choice of dauntless spirits, Than now the English bottoms have waft o'er,
Did never float upon the swelling tide,
Enter King John, ELINOR, BLANCH, the Bastard,
PEMBROKE, and Forces.
peace permit Our just and lineal entrance to our own! If not, bleed France, and peace ascend to heaven! Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct Their proud contempt that beat his peace to
heaven. K. Phi. Peace be to England; if that war re
scath -] Destruction, harm.
These eyes, these brows, were moulded out of his :
mission, France, To draw my answer from thy articles ? K. Phi. From that supernal judge, that stirs good
K. John. Alack, thou dost usurp authority.
Eli. Out, insolent ! thy bastard shall be king ; That thou may'st be a queen, and check the
this bricf -] A brief is a short writing, abstract, or description.
His father never was so true begot ;
blot thee. Aust. Peace ! Bast.
Hear the crier. Aust.
What the devil art thou ? Bast. One that will play the devil, sir, with
you, An ’a may catch your hide and you alone. * You are the hare of whom the proverb goes, Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard ; I'll smoke your skin-coat, an I catch you right; Sirrah, look to't ; i'faith, I will, i'faith. Blanch. O, well did he become that lion's
Bast. It lies as sightly on the back of him,
shoulders crack. Aust. What cracker is this same, that deafs our
With this abundance of superfluous breath?
an if thou wert his mother.] Constance alludes to Elia nor's infidelity to her husband, Lewis the Seventh, when they were in the Holy Land; on account of which he was divorced from her. She afterwards (1151) married our King Henry II. 4 One that will play the devil, sir, with you, An'a may catch
your hide and you alone.] The story is, that Austria, who killed King Richard Cæur-de-lion, wore, as the spoil of that prince, a lion's hide, which had belonged to bim.
Lew. Women and fools, break off your con
Come to thy grandam, child.
Good my mother, peace!
weeps. Const. Now shame upon you, whe'r she does,
or no! His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's shames, Draw those heaven-moving pearls from his poor eyes, Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee; - Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be brib’d To do him justice, and revenge on you. Eli. Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven and
earth! Const. Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and
earth! Call not me slanderer; thou, and thine, usurp The dominations, royalties, and rights, Of this oppressed boy: This is thy eldest son's son, Införtünäte in nothing but in thee;