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Bast. Whate'er you think, good words, I think,
were best. Sal. Our griefs, and not our manners, reason
Pem. Sir, sir, impatience hath his privilege.
[Seeing ARTHUR. Pem. O death, made proud with pure and
Sal. Murder, as hating what himself hath done,
Big. Or, when he dooin'd this beauty to a grave,
Pemb. All inurders past do stand excus’d in this:
ure, is not so often
-- reason nou.] To reason, in Sha to argue, as to talk.
Bast. It is a damned and a bloody work;
Sal. If that it be the work of any hand ? -
Hub. Lords, I am hot with haste in seeking you: Arthur doth live; the king hath sent for you.
Sal. O, he is bold, and blusbes not at death:-
Hub. I am no villain.
Must I rob the law?
[Drawing his sword. Bast. Your sword is bright, sir; put it up again. Sal. Not till I sheath it in a murderer's skin. Hub. Stand back, lord Salisbury, stand back, I
say; By heaven, I think, my sword's as sharp as yours: I would not have you, lord, forget yourself,
a holy row; Never to taste the pleasures of the world,] This is a copy. of the vows made in the ages of superstition and chivalry.
Nor tempt the danger of my true defence;s
Sal. Thou art a murderer.
Do not prove me so; Yet, I am none: Whose tongue soe'er speaks false, Not truly speaks; who speaks not truly, lies.
Pemb. Cut him to pieces.
Keep the peace, I say. Sal. Stand by, or I shall gall you, Faulconbridge.
Bast. Thou wert better gall the devil, Salisbury:
your toasting-iron, That you shall think the devil is come from hell. Big. What wilt thou do, renowned Faulcon
Hub. Lord Bigot, I am none.
Who kill'd this prince!
Sal. Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes, For villainy is not without such rheum; And he, long traded in it, makes it seem Like rivers of remorse? and innocency.
true defence;] Honest defence; defence in a good cause. 6 Do not prove me so;
Yet, I am none:] Do not make me a murderer, by compela ling me to kill you; I am hitherto not a murderer.
* Like rivers of remorse -] Remorse here, as almost every where in these plays, and the contemporary books, signifies pity.
Away, with me, all
whose souls abhor The uncleanly savours of a slaughter-house ; For I am stifled with this smell of sin.
Big. Away, toward Bury, to the Dauphin there! Pem. There, tell the king, he may inquire us out.
[Exeunt Lords. Bast. Here's a good world!-Knew you of this
fair work? Beyond the infinite and boundless reach Of mercy,
if thou didst this deed of death, Art thou damn'd, Hubert. Hub.
Do but hear me, sir.
Hub. Upon my soul,
If thou didst but consent
up. I do suspect thee very grievously.
Hub. "If I in act, consent, or sin of thought
Bast. Go, bear him in thine arms.-
Among the thorns and dangers of this world.-
from home, and discontents at home,
SCENE I. The same. A Room in the Palace.
Enter King John, PANDULPH with the Crown, and
9 To tug and scamble,] Scamble and scramble have the same meaning
| The unowed interest -] i. e. the interest which has no proper owner to claim it.
. The imminent decay of wrested pomp.] i. e. greatness obtained. by rivlence; or rather, greatness wrested from its possessor.