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KING JOHN'S palace.
[Enter KING JOHN, CARDINAL PANDULPH, and Attendants]
KING JOHN
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Thus have | I yield|ed up | into | your hand
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The cir|cle of | my glo|ry.
[Giving the crown]
CARDINAL PANDULPH
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Take | again
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From this | my hand,| as hold|ing of | the pope
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Your sove|reign great|ness and | author|ity.
KING JOHN
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Now* keep | your ho|ly word,| go meet | the
French,
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And from | his hol|iness | use all | your power
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To stop | their march|es afore | we are |
inflamed:
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Our dis|content|ed count|ies do | revolt:
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Our peo|ple quar|rel with | obed|ience,
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Swearing | alleg|iance, and | the love | of soul
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To strang|er blood,| to for|eign roy|alty;
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This in|unda|tion of mis|tempered | humor,
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Rests by | you on/ly to | be qual|ified.
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Then pause | not: for | the pres|ent time's | so
sick,
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That pres|ent med|icine must | be min|istered,
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Or ov|erthrow | incur|able | ensues.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
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It was / my breath | that blew | this temp|est
up,
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Upon | your stub|born us|age of | the pope:
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But since | you are | a gent|le conv|ertite,
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My tongue | shall hush | again | this storm | of
war,
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And make fair weath|er in | your blust|ering
land:
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On this | Ascen|sion day,| remem|ber well,
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Upon | your oath | of serv|ice to | the pope,
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Go I to | make the | French lay down | their
arms.
[Exit]
KING JOHN
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Is this | Ascen|sion day?| Did not | the
proph||et
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Say,| that before | Ascen|sion day | at noon,
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My crown | I should | give^off?| Even so | I
have:
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I did | suppose | it should | be on | constraint,
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But (heaven | be thanked)| it is | but
vol|untary.
[Enter the BASTARD]
BASTARD
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All Kent | hath yield|ed: noth|ing there |
holds^out
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But Dov|er cast|le: Lon|don hath | received
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Like a kind host,| the Dauph|in and | his powers.
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Your nob|les will | not hear | you, but | are
gone
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To of|fer serv|ice to | your en|emy:
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And wild | amaze|ment hur|ries up | and down
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The lit|tle num|ber of | your doubt|ful friends.
KING JOHN
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Would not | my lords | return | to me | again
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After | they heard | young^Arth|ur was | alive?
BASTARD
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They found | him dead,| and cast | into | the
streets,
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An emp|ty cask|et, where | the jewel | of life
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By some damned hand | was robbed,| and tane |
away.
KING JOHN
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That vil|lain Hub|ert told | me he | did live.
BASTARD
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So on | my soul | he did,| for aught | he knew:
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But where|fore do | you droop?| Why look | you
sad?
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Be great | in act,| as you | have been | in
thought:
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Let^not | the world | see* fear | and sad |
distrust
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Govern | the mo|tion of | a king|ly eye:
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Be stir|ring as | the time,| be fire | with fire,
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Threaten | the threat|ener, and / outface | the
brow
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Of brag|ging hor|ror: so | shall infer|ior eyes,
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That bor|row their | behav|iors from | the great,
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Grow great by^your | examp|le, and | put^on
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The daunt|less spirit | of res|olu|tion.
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Away,| and glist|er like | the god | of war
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When he | intend|eth to | become | the field:
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Show boldness | and aspir|ing con|fidence:
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What, shall | they seek | the li|on in | his den,
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And fright | him there?| And make | him trem|ble
there?
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Oh let | it not | be said:| forage,| and run
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To meet | displeas|ure farth|er from | the doors,
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And grap|ple with | him ere | he comes | so nigh.
KING JOHN
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The leg|ate of | the pope | hath been | with me,
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And I | have made | a hap|py peace | with him,
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And he | hath prom|ised to | dismiss | the powers
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Led by | the Dauph|in.
BASTARD
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Oh | inglor|ious league:
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Shall we | upon | the foot|ing of | our land,
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Send fair-|play ord/ers, and | make^com|promise,
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Insin|ua|tion, par|ley, and / base truce
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To arms | invas|ive? Shall | a beard|less boy,
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A cock|ered silk|en want|on brave | our fields,
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And flesh | his spir|it in a // warlike soil,
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Mocking | the air | with col|ors id|ly spread,
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And find | no check?| Let us | my liege | to
arms:
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Perchance | the card|inal can|not make | your
peace;
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Or if | he do,| let it | at least | be said
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They saw | we had | a pur|pose of | defense.
KING JOHN
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Have thou | the ord|ering of | this pres|ent
time.
BASTARD
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Away | then with | good* cour|age: yet | I know
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Our part|y may | well meet | a proud|er foe.
[Exeunt]