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King John

Act V, Scene 4

Another part of the field.
 
[Enter SALISBURY, PEMBROKE, and BIGOT]
 
SALISBURY
         ,          ,           ,          ,             ,
      I did | not think | the king | so stored | with friends.
 
PEMBROKE
       T   T  .  T         ,       ,          ,
      Up once again:| put spi|rit in | the French,
           ,        ,       ,       ,      ,
      If they | miscar|ry: we | miscar|ry too.
 
SALISBURY
            ,     ,        x       ,        ,
      That mis|begot|ten devil | Faul|conbridge,
           ,          ,        ,        ,          ,
      In spite | of spite,| alone | upholds | the day.
 
PEMBROKE
            ,           ,            ,           ,          ,
      They say | King^John | sore* sick,| hath left | the field.
 
[Enter MELUN, wounded]
 
MELUN
        ,   ,                ,         ,         ,
      Lead me / to the | revolts | of Eng|land here.
 
SALISBURY
            ,         ,      ,       ,        ,
      When we | were hap|py we | had o|ther names.
 
PEMBROKE
       ,            ,      ,
      It is | the Count | Melun.
 
SALISBURY
                                  ,            ,
                                Wounded | to death.
 
MELUN
       T    Tx   T         ,           ,           ,
      Fly noble Eng|lish, you | are bought | and sold,
           ,           ,     ,          ,       o
      Unthread | the rude | eye of | rebel|lion,
           ,         ,       ,        ,        ,
      And wel|come home | again | discar|ded faith.
            ,           ,          ,        ,          ,
      Seek^out | King^John | and fall | before | his feet:
           ,          ,          ,                 ,   ,
      For if | the French | be lords | of this / loud day,
           ,         ,      ,           ,           ,
      He means | to re|compense | the pains | you take
          ,        ,           ,            ,         ,
      By cut|ting off | your heads:| thus hath | he sworn,
          ,         ,         ,      ,          ,
      And I | with him,| and ma|ny more | with me,
        ,         ,            ,    ,        x
      Upon | the al|tar at / Saint Ed|mundsbury;
      ,       ,         ,            2     ,         ,
      Even | on that | altar | where* we swore | to you
        ,  ,            ,     ,         ,
      Dear a/mity,| and e|verlas|ting love.
 
SALISBURY
             ,        ,     ,           ,         ,
      May* this | be pos|sible?| May* this | be true?
 
MELUN
           ,        ,   2     ,         ,         ,
      Have I | not hi|deous death | within | my view,
         ,        ,        ,     ,        ,
      Retai|ning but | a quan|tity | of life,
               ,       ,    ,        2    ,        ,
      Which bleeds | away,| even | as a form | of wax
         ,         ,         ,     2    ,           ,
      Resol|veth from | his fig|ure against | the fire?
        ,             ,              ,        ,        ,
      What in | the world | should make | me now | deceive,
            ,          ,         ,        ,        ,
      Since I | must lose | the use | of all | deceit?
       ,               ,         ,            ,        ,
      Why should | I then | be false,| since^it | is true
           ,         ,      ,               ,          ,
      That I | must die | here and | live^hence | by truth?
         ,       ,        ,    2    ,         ,
      I say | again,| if Le|wis do win | the day,
       ,           ,         ,            ,         ,
      He is | forsworn,| if ere | those eyes | of yours
          ,      ,       ,      ,              ,
      Behold | ano|ther day | break in | the east:
          ,    2       ,             ,         ,          ,
      But e|ven this^night,| whose black | conta|gious breath
         ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      Alrea|dy smokes | about | the bur|ning crest
                ,    ,              ,   ,        ,
      Of the / old, fee|ble, and / day-wea|ried sun,
      ,        ,          ,             ,              2    ,
      Even | this ill | night, your | breathing | shall expire,
       ,             ,        ,       ,      ,
      Paying | the fine | of ra|ted trea|chery
      ,          2    ,    2       ,        ,           ,
      Even | with a trea|cherous fine | of all | your lives:
           x          ,       ,         ,         ,
      If Lewis,| by your | assis|tance win | the day.
           ,             ,   ,        ,           ,
      Commend | me to / one Hu|bert with | your king;
            ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      The love | of him,| and this | respect | besides
        ,              ,     ,            ,       ,
      (For that | my grand|sire was | an Eng|lishman)
         ,         ,     ,      2      T   T    T
      Awakes | my con|science to con|fess all this.
           ,          ,       ,          ,         ,
      In lieu | whereof,| I pray | you bear | me hence
             ,           ,          ,      ,         ,
      From forth | the noise | and ru|mor of | the field;
            ,         ,          ,        ,          ,
      Where I | may think | the rem|nant of | my thoughts
           ,           ,          ,     ,         ,
      In peace:| and part | this bo|dy and | my soul
            ,      ,         ,        ,        ,
      With con|templa|tion, and | devout | desires.
 
SALISBURY
          ,       ,            ,        ,          ,
      We do | believe | thee, and | beshrew | my soul,
          ,        ,         ,      ,          ,
      But I | do love | the fa|vor and | the form
                  ,    ,       ,        ,         ,
      Of this / most fair | occa|sion, by | the which
           ,        ,           ,         ,         ,
      We will | untread | the steps | of dam|ned flight,
            ,       ,      ,       ,       ,
      And like | a ba|ted and | reti|red flood,
       ,              ,    ,           ,   2      ,
      Leaving | our rank|ness and | irre|gular course,
             ,        ,             ,          ,          ,
      Stoop^low | within | those^bounds | we have | orelooked,
            ,      ,     ,        ,     ,
      And calm|ly run | on in | obe|dience
      ,        2    ,   ,     2        T     T    T
      Even | to our o|cean, to our | great King John.
          ,            ,           ,         ,           ,
      My arm | shall give | thee help | to bear | thee hence,
          ,       ,         ,       ,          ,
      For I | do see | the cru|el pangs | of death
        ,               ,      ,          ,             ,
      Right in | thine^eye.| Away,| my friends,| new flight,
           ,      ,    ,       2     T    T    T
      And hap|py new|ness, that in|tends old right.
 
[Exeunt, leading off MELUN]

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