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Enter King John, Queen Elinor, Pembroke, Eflex,

and Salisbury, with Chatillon.

King John.

Now

O W, say, Chatillon, what would France with

us ? Chat. Thus, after greeting, speaks the

king of France, In my behaviour, a to the Majesty,

The

* The troublesome Reign of King its present form, is that of 1623 Jo he was written in two parts, in fol. The edition of 1591 I by W. Shakespeare and W. Rowley, have not seen. and printed 1611. But the pre- The Life and Death -- 1 sent Play is intirely different, and Though this Play have this Title, infinitely superior to it. Pope.' yet the Action of it begins at the

The edition of 1611 has no thirty-fourth Year of his Life ; mention of Rozuley, nor in the and takes in only some Transaccount of Rowley's works is any actions of his Reign to the Time mention made of his conjunct on of his Demise, being an Interwith Shakespeare in any play. val of about seventeen Years. King John was reprinted in two

THEOBALD. parts in 1622. The first edition 2 In my behaviour, ---] The that I have found of this play in word behaviour seems here to

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The borrow'd Majesty of England here.

Eli. A strange beginning. Borrow'd Majesty!
K. John. Silence, good mother; hear the embally.

Chat. Philip of France, in right and true behalf
Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son,
Arthur Plantagenet, lays lawful claim
To this fair island, and the territories,
To Ireland, Poilliers, Anjou, Touraine, Maine ;
Deliring thee to lay aside the sword,
Which lways usurpingly these several titles ;
And put the same into young Arthur's hand,
Thy nephew, and right-royal Sovereign.

K. Jcbn. What follows, if we disallow of this ?
Chat. The proud : controul of fierce and bloody

war, T'inforce these rights fo forcibly with-held. K. John. Here have we war for war, and blood for

blood, Controulment for controulment; so answer France.

Chat. Then take my King's defiance from my mouth, The fartheft limit of my embassy. K. Jchn. Bear mine to him, and so depart in

peace. * Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France, For ere thou canst report, I will be there, The thunder of my cannon shall be heard. Sc, hence ! be thou the trumpet of our wrath,

have a signification that I have France towards the king of Eng. never found in any other authour. land, but the ambassador's speech, The king of France, lays the En- as con:inued after the interrupvoy, thus speaks in my behaviour tion, will not admit this meaniog. to ihe Majesty of England: That 3 Contrcul.] Opposition, from is, the king of France speaks in controler. the charačier which I here af- 4 Be thou as lighıning.] The sume. I once thought that these fimile does not suit well: the two lines, in my behaviour, &c. lightning indeed appears before had been uttered by the ambas- the thunder is heard, but the fador as part of his matter's mef- lightning is destructive, and the sage, and that behaviour had thunder innocent. meant the conduct of the king of

And

And: sullen presage of your own decay.
An honourable conduct let him have,
Pembroke, look to't; farewel, Chatillon.

(Exeunt Chat. and Pem.
Eli. What now, my fon? Have I not ever said,
How that ambitious Constance would not cease,
Till she had kindled France and all the world,
Upon the right and party of her fon?
This might have been prevented, and made whole
With very easy arguments of love ;
Which now the manage of two kingdoms must
With fearful, bloody, issue arbitrate.

K. John. Our strong poffesfion, and our right for

us

Eli. Your strong possession much more than your

right,
Or else it must go wrong with you and me;
So much my confcience whispers in your ear,
Which none but heav'n, and you, and I shall hear.

Enter Efex.
Esex. My Liege, here is the strangest controversie,
Come from the country to be judg’d by you,
That e'er I heard. Shall I produce the men ?

[Exit Effex,

K. John. Let them approach.
Our abbies and our priories shall pay
This expedition's charge-

SCENE II.
Enter Robert Faulconbridge, and Philip, his Brother.
What men are you?

Phil. Your faithful subject, I, a gentleman

Sullen prelage] By the epi. It is as if he had faid, be a thct sullen, which cannot be ap- rumpet to alarm with our invaplied to a trumpet, it is plain, fion, be a bird of ill omen to that our authour's imagination croak out the prognostick of bad now suggested a new idea. your own ruin.

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Born in Northamptonshire, and eldest son,
As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge,
A soldier, by the honour-giving hand
Of Cæur-de-lion knighted in the field.

K. John. What art thou ?
Robert. The son and heir to that same Faulconbridge:

K. John. Is that the elder, and art thou the heir ? You came not of one mother then, it seems ?

Phil. Most certain of one mother, mighty King, That is well known; and, as I think, one father ; But for the certain knowledge of that truth, I put you o'er to heav'n, and to my mother ; Of that I doubt, as all mens' children may. Eli. Out on thee, rude man! thou dost shame thy

mother, And wound her honour with this diffidence.

Pbil. I, Madam? no, I have no reason for it ; That is my brother's plea, and none of mine ; The which if he can prove, he pops me out At least from fair five hundred pound a year : Heav'n guard my mother's honour, and my land ! K. John. A good blunt fellow; why, being younger

born, Doch he lay claim to thine inheritance ?

Phil. I know not why, except to get the land ; But, once, he Nander'd me with bastardy; But whether I be true begot or no, That ftill I lay upon my mother's head; But that I ani as well begot, my Liege, (Fair fall the bones, that took the pains for me!) Compare our faces, and be judge yourself. If old Sir Robert did beget us both, And were our facher, and this son like him ; O old Sir Robert, father, on my knee I give heav'n thanks, I was not like to thee. K. John. Why, what a mad-cap hath heav’n lent

us here? Eli. He hath a trick of Cæur-de-lion's face,

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The accent of his tongue affecteth him.
Do you not read some tokens of my son
In the large composition of this man?

K. John. Mine eye hath well examined his parts, And finds them perfect Richard. Sirrah, speak, What doth move you to claim your brother's land?

Phil. Because he hath a half-face, like my father, • With that half-face would he have all my land ? A half-fac'd groat, five hundred pound a year!

Rob. My gracious Liege, when that my father liv’d, Your brother did imploy my father much; Phil. Well, Sir, by this you cannot get my

land. Your tale must be, how he imploy'd my mother.

Rob. And once dispatch'd him in an embassie
To Germany; there with the Emperor
To treat of high affairs touching that time.
Th’advantage of his absence took the King,
And in the mean time sojourn'd at my father's ;
Where, how he did prevail, I shame to speak,

6 With half that Face.) But Enzland, and, indeed, all their why with half that Face? There other Coins of Silver, one or two in no Question but the Poet wrote, only excepted, had a full Face as I have restored the Text, With crown'd ; till Henry VII. at the tha! halfface Mr. Pope, Time above-mentioned, coined perhaps, will be angry with me Groats and half Groats, as also for discovering an Anachronism fome Shillings, with half Faces, of our Poet's, in the next Line; that is, Faces in Profile, as all where he alludes to a Coin not our Coin has now. The first struck till the Year 1504, in the Groats of King Henry VIII. were Reign of King Henry VII. viz. like these of his Father; though a Groat, which, as well as the afterwards he returned to the half Groat, bare but half Faces broad Faces again. These Groats, impress’d. Vide Stow's Survey with the Impression in Profile, of London, p. 47. Hollinghed, are undoubtedly here alluded to: Cambden's Remains, &c. The though, as I said, the Poet is Poet sneers at the meagre sharp knowingly guilty of an AnachroVisage of the elder Brother, by nism in it: for, in the Time of comparing bim to a Silver Groat, King John there were no Groats that bore the King's Face in Pro- at all: they being first, as far as file, so thew'd but half the Face: appears, coined in the Reign of The Groats of all our Kings of King Edward III. THEOBALD.

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