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K. Pbilp. Well then, to work; our engines than
Conft. Stay for an answer to your Embassie,
Enter Chatillon, K. Philip. * A wonder, lady !_Lo, upon thy wish Our messenger Chatillon is arrived. - What England says, fay briefly, gentle lord, We coldly pause for thee. Chatillon, speak.
Chat. Then turn your forces from this paultry fiege,
put himself in arms; the adverse winds,
* A wonder, lady.) The won vails more or less in every mind der is only that Chatillon hap- agitated by great affairs, turns pened to arrive at the moment into a miraculous interposition, when Confiance mentioned him, or omen of good. which the French king, accord Expedieni.] Immediate, exe ing to a superstition which pre- peditious.
And all th' unsettled humours of the land;
Bearing their birthrights proudly on their backs,
Blanch, Pembroke, and others.
K. Philip. Peace be to England, if that war return
* Bearing their birth-rights, With bearing manors on them. &c.] So in Henry VIII.
3 Scarbe.) Destruction ; waste. Many broke their backs Ee 2
That thou hast under-wrought its lawful King :
great commifsion, France, To draw my answer to thy articles ? K. Philip. From that fupernal judge, that stirs good
K. John. Alack, thou dost usurp authority.
Eli. Out, insolent ! thy bastard shall be King, That thou may'st be a Queen, and check the world! * To look into the blots and sains Spots : so Shakespeare calls Bare
of right.] Mr. Theobald quo spotted with blood, the bloodreads, with the first folin, blots, bolter'd Banquo. The verb to which being so early authorised, blot is used figuratively for to difand so much better understood, grace, a few lines lower. And, needed not to have been changed perhaps, after all, belts was only by. Dr. Warburton to bolts, cho' a typographical mistake. bolts might be used in that time for
Conft. My bed was ever to thy son as true, As thine was to thy husband ; and this boy, Liker in feature to his father Geffery, Than thou and Jobn, in manners being as like As rain to water, or devil to his dam. My boy a bastard ! by my soul, I think, His father never was so true begot; It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother. Eli. There's a good mother, boy, that blots thy
father. Çonft. There's a good grandam, boy, that would
Faulc. One that will play the devil, Sir, with you,
Blanch. O, well did he become that Lion's robe, That did difrobe the Lion of that robe.
Faulc. It lies as sightly on the back of him,
s It lies as lightly on the back “my great Father King Richard of bim,
once wore, looks as uncoothly great Alcides' Shoes upon
on thy Back, as that other noe an Afs.] But why his Shoes, “ ble Hide, which was borne by in the Name of Propriety? For “ Hercules, would look on the let Hercules and his Shoes have “ Back of an Ass.” A double been really as bigas they were ever Allusion was intended ; first, to supposed to be, yet they (I mean the Fable of the Ass in the Lion's che Shoes) would not have been Skin ; then Richard I. is finely an Overload for an Ass. I am set in Competition with Alcides ; persuaded, I have retrieved the as Auftria is satirically coupled true Reading; and let us observe with the Ass. the Juftness of the Comparison
THEOBALD. now. Faulconbridge in his Re Mr. Theobald had the art of sentment would say this to Auf making the most of his discoIria, “That Lion's Skin, which veries.
As great Alcides' fhews upon an ass ;
Auft. What cracker is this fame, that deafs our ears
ference. King John, this is the very sum of all. England, and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Maine, In right of Arthur | do claim of thee. Wilt thou resign them, and lay down thy arms
? K. John. My life as soon–I do defy thee, Frances - Arthur of Britain, yield thee to my hand; And out of my dear love I'll give thee more, Than e'er the coward-hand of France can win, Submit thee, boy.
Eli. Come to thy grandam, child.
Conft. Do, child, go to it' grandam, child.
Artb. Good my mother, peace ;
Eli. His mother shames him so, poor boy, he weeps.
Eli. Thou monstrous flanderer of heav'n and earth!
Conft. Thou monstrous injurer of heav'n and earth! Call me not Nanderer ; thou, and thine, usurp The domination, royalties and rights Of this oppressed boy. This is thy eldest son's son, Infortunate in nothing but in thee;