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K: Pbilip. Bind up your hairs.
Conft. Yes, that I will; and wherefore will I do it?
Pand. You hold too heinous a respect of grief.
Const. Grief fills the room up of my abfento child ;
[Tearing off her bead-cloaibs.
My life, my joy, my food, my all the world!
Pand. Before the curing of a strong disease,
Lewis. All days of glory, joy, and happiness,
Pand. If you had won it, certainly, you had.
Lewis. As heartily, as he is glad he hath him.
Pand: Your mind is all as youthful as your blood.
- And he, that stands upon-a. Nippr'y place, « Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up.". That John may stand, then Arthur needs must fall; So be it, for it cannot be but so. Lewis. But what shall I gain by young Arthur's
fall ? Pand. You, in the right of lady Blanch your wife, May then make all the claim that Artbur, did.
Lewis. And lose it, life and all, as Artbur did. Pand. How green you are, and fresh in this old
world? John lays you plots; the times. conspire with you; For he, that steeps his safety in true blood, Shall find but bloody safety and untrue, " This act, so evilly born, shall cool the hearts. “ Of all his people, and freeze up their zeal; “ That no lo small advantage shall step forth « To check his reign, but they will cherish ita “ No nat'ral exhalation in the sky, «No 'scape of nature, no distemper'd day, “ No common wind, no customed event, “ But they will pluck away its nat'ral cause, “ And call them meteors, prodigies, and signs, “ Abortives, and presages, tongues of heav'n " Plainly denouncing vengeance upon John." Lewis. May be, he will not touch young Arthur's
life; But hold himself safe in his prisonment.
Pand. O Sir, when he shall hear of your approach, If that young Arthur be not gone already. Ev'n at this news he dies : and then the hearts Of all his people fhall revolc from him,
1 No 'scape of nature,-) The author very finely calls a monftrous birib, an escape of nature. As if it were produced while the
was busy elsewhere, or intent on some other thing. But the Oxford Editor will have it, that Shakespear wrote, Na hape of nature.
And kiss the lips of unacquainted change;)
1.2 For England go ; I will whet on the King.
Lewis. Strong reason makes strong actions 1 let us go; If
you fay ay, the King will not say mo? (Exent.
:55.1 A CT. IV. SCENE 1.
Changes to ENGLAND.
!1:"1 * 153 3 Sam Ti A PRISON. Ys71ditto
I 31 Enter Hubert and Executioners. I
Within the arrasi; when I ftrike my fooc_T Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forch;!': 1:1 And bind the boy, which
you thall find with me, Fast to the chair: be hecdful, hencez and warchod Exfollhope your warrant
will beantour the deed. kimit
Hub. Uạcleanly seruples! fear not you ; look co't. Young lady come forth; I have to say with youth is
Enter Arthur. Artb. Good morrow, Hubert. Hub. Good morrow, little prince.
Artb. As little prince (having fo great a title To be more prinçe) as may be. You are fad.
Hub. Indeed, I have been merrier,
Artb. Mercy on me!
.. * Young gentlemen would be as fad as night, 2. W Only for wantonness. By my christendomy, isión So were 1 out of prison, and kept sheep, shilincs I should be merry as the day is long. maign In
wa And so I would be here, but that, I doubt, mengi My uncle practises more harm to me. ,is yet w He is afraid of me, and I of him. Is it.my fault, that I was Geffrey's fon? Indeed, it is not; and I would to heav'n, I were your son, so you would love me, Huberi.
Hub. If I talk to him, with his innocent prate He will awake my mercy, which lyes dead; Therefore I will be sudden, and dispatch. [Afide.
Arth. Are you fick, Hubert? you look pale to day ; In footh, I wou'd, you were a little fick ;
j That I might fit all night and watch with you. Alas, I love you more than you do me.
Hub. His words do take poffeffion of my bosom. Read here, young Artburit [Sbewing a paper. -Hów now, foolish rheum, .os.. TA Aside
Turning dif-piteous (a) nature out of door!