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King John

Act V, Scene 1

KING JOHN'S palace.
 
[Enter KING JOHN, CARDINAL PANDULPH, and Attendants]
 
KING JOHN
        ,             ,       ,      ,          ,
      Thus have | I yiel|ded up | into | your hand
           ,       ,       ,
      The cir|cle of | my glo|ry.
 
[Giving the crown]
 
CARDINAL PANDULPH
                                   ,       ,
                                 Take | again
             ,         ,        ,        ,         ,
      From this | my hand,| as hol|ding of | the pope
            ,   2       ,         ,       ,     ,
      Your so|vereign great|ness and | autho|rity.
 
KING JOHN
             ,          ,      ,         ,           ,
      Now* keep | your ho|ly word,| go meet | the French,
            ,         ,     ,         ,           x
      And from | his ho|liness | use all | your power
           ,           ,      2   ,        ,         ,
      To stop | their mar|ches afore | we are | inflamed.
           ,      ,        ,        ,       ,
      Our dis|conten|ted coun|ties do | revolt:
           ,        ,        ,      ,     ,
      Our peo|ple quar|rel with | obe|dience,
        ,           ,          ,          ,         ,
      Swearing | alle|giance, and | the love | of soul
           ,         ,         ,        ,     ,
      To stran|ger blood,| to for|eign roy|alty;
            ,    ,     2    ,   ,          ,
      This in|unda|tion of mis|tempered | humor
        ,         ,   ,             ,      ,
      Rests by | you on/ly to | be qua|lified.
             ,      ,              ,          ,          ,
      Then pause | not: for | the pre|sent time's | so sick,
            ,        ,   2      ,        ,      ,
      That pre|sent me|dicine must | be mi|nistered,
         ,      ,        ,    ,        ,
      Or o|verthrow | incu|rable | ensues.
 
CARDINAL PANDULPH
                ,    ,            ,          ,        ,
      It was / my breath | that blew | this tem|pest up,
        ,           ,       ,       ,         ,
      Upon | your stub|born u|sage of | the pope:
            ,          ,       ,       ,       ,
      But since | you are | a gen|tle con|vertite,
            ,             ,       ,           ,         ,
      My tongue | shall hush | again | this storm | of war,
       .    T    T   T        ,          ,     2     ,
      And make fair wea|ther in | your blus|tering land.
           ,       ,        ,       ,        ,
      On this | Ascen|sion day,| remem|ber well,
        ,           ,        ,        ,         ,
      Upon | your oath | of ser|vice to | the pope,
       ,  2       ,           T    T    T            ,
      Go I to | make the | French lay down | their arms.
 
[Exit]
 
KING JOHN
       ,           ,        ,         ,         ,       ->
      Is this | Ascen|sion day?| Did not | the pro||phet
       ,        2    ,       ,        ,         ,
      Say,| that before | Ascen|sion day | at noon,
           ,          ,           ,     2    ,       ,
      My crown | I should | give^off?| Even so | I have:
         ,         ,          ,         ,         ,
      I did | suppose | it should | be on | constraint,
              x           ,          ,        ,      x
      But (heaven | be thanked)| it is | but vol|untary.
 
[Enter the BASTARD]
 
BASTARD
            ,           ,        ,         ,            ,
      All Kent | hath yiel|ded: no|thing there | holds^out
           ,      ,        ,        ,         ,
      But Do|ver cas|tle: Lon|don hath | received,
        T  .   T    T         ,        ,           x
      Like a kind host,| the Dau|phin and | his powers:
            ,        ,          ,          ,          ,
      Your no|bles will | not hear | you, but | are gone
          ,      ,        ,        ,    ,
      To of|fer ser|vice to | your e|nemy,
            ,       ,        ,        ,         ,
      And wild | amaze|ment hur|ries up | and down
           ,       ,       ,          ,          ,
      The lit|tle num|ber of | your doubt|ful friends.
 
KING JOHN
             ,         ,         ,        ,      ,
      Would not | my lords | return | to me | again
       ,             ,            ,       ,       ,
      After | they heard | young^Ar|thur was | alive?
 
BASTARD
             ,           ,          ,     ,            ,
      They found | him dead,| and cast | into | the streets,
          ,      ,         ,           x          ,
      An emp|ty cas|ket, where | the jewel | of life
       .   T     T     T           ,           ,      ,
      By some damned hand | was robbed | and tane | away.
 
KING JOHN
            ,        ,        ,        ,         ,
      That vil|lain Hu|bert told | me he | did live.
 
BASTARD
          ,        ,        ,          ,          ,
      So on | my soul | he did,| for aught | he knew:
            ,         ,         ,           ,         ,
      But where|fore do | you droop?| Why look | you sad?
           ,         ,     ,              ,          ,
      Be great | in act,| as you | have been | in thought:
           ,          ,            ,         ,         ,
      Let^not | the world | see* fear | and sad | distrust
       ,            ,       ,       ,      ,
      Govern | the mo|tion of | a king|ly eye:
           ,        ,         ,         ,           ,
      Be stir|ring as | the time,| be fire | with fire,
        ,              ,     2          ,   ,          ,
      Threaten | the threa|tener and / outface | the brow
           ,        ,        ,        2   ,   2    ,
      Of brag|ging hor|ror: so | shall infe|rior eyes,
            ,        ,        ,         ,          ,
      That bor|row their | beha|viors from | the great,
        T    T    .   T       ,      ,         ,
      Grow great by^your | exam|ple and | put^on
            ,           x         ,    ,      o
      The daunt|less spirit | of re|solu|tion.
        ,          ,        ,         ,        ,
      Away,| and glis|ter like | the god | of war
            ,      ,        ,       ,          ,
      When he | inten|deth to | become | the field:
        T    T   T       2  ,        ,      ,
      Show boldness | and aspi|ring con|fidence.
        ,                  ,         ,     ,        ,
      What, shall | they seek | the li|on in | his den,
             ,           ,           ,          ,        ,
      And fright | him there?| And make | him trem|ble there?
          ,        ,         ,     ,            ,
      Oh let | it not | be said:| forage,| and run
           ,         ,        ,         ,          ,
      To meet | displea|sure far|ther from | the doors,
            ,        ,         ,         ,          ,
      And grap|ple with | him ere | he comes | so nigh.
 
KING JOHN
           ,       ,         ,           ,          ,
      The le|gate of | the pope | hath been | with me,
          ,          ,       ,       ,           ,
      And I | have made | a hap|py peace | with him,
           ,         ,         ,       ,            x
      And he | hath pro|mised to | dismiss | the powers
       ,            ,
      Led by | the Dau|phin.
 
BASTARD
                              ,       ,   2      ,
                             Oh | inglo|rious league:
        ,          ,         ,        ,         ,
      Shall we | upon | the foo|ting of | our land,
             ,     ,   ,                  ,       ,
      Send fair-|play or/ders and | make^com|promise,
         ,   ,        ,              ,    ,
      Insin|ua|tion, par|ley and / base truce
           ,       ,         ,         ,         ,
      To arms | inva|sive? Shall | a beard|less boy,
          ,        ,       ,        ,            ,
      A cock|ered sil|ken wan|ton brave | our fields,
            ,          ,              ,   ,    ,
      And flesh | his spi|rit in a / warlike soil,
        ,            ,          ,       ,       ,
      Mocking | the air | with co|lors id|ly spread,
            ,         ,      ,            ,          ,
      And find | no check?| Let us | my liege | to arms:
            ,          ,    2    ,        ,           ,
      Perchance | the car|dinal can|not make | your peace;
          ,       ,    ,            ,          ,
      Or if | he do,| let it | at least | be said
            ,        ,       ,        ,       ,
      They saw | we had | a pur|pose of | defense.
 
KING JOHN
        ,              ,     ,      2      ,         ,
      Have thou | the or|dering | of this pre|sent time.
 
BASTARD
        ,      ,                ,         ,        ,
      Away | then with | good* cou|rage: yet | I know
           ,      ,           ,        ,       ,
      Our par|ty may | well meet | a prou|der foe.
 
[Exeunt]

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