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It would not out at windows, nor at doors.
How fares your majesty?
K. John. Poison'd, -ill fare;-dead, forsook,
And none of you will bid the winter come,
Nor let my kingdom's rivers take their course
I beg cold comfort: and you are so straits,
P. Hen. O, that there were some virtue in my
That might relieve you!
The salt in them is hot.— Within me is a hell; and there the poison Is, as a fiend, confin'd to tyrannize On unreprievable condemned blood.
This scene has been imitated by Beaumont and Fletcher, in A Wife for a Month, Act iv. Decker, in the Gull's Hornbook, has the same thought the morning waxing cold thrust his frosty fingers into thy bosome.' Perhaps Shakspeare was acquainted with the following passages in two of Marlowe's plays, which must both have been written previous to King John, for Marlowe died in 1593:
'O I am dull, and the cold hand of sleep
The corresponding passage in the old play runs thus:—
Philip, some drink. O for the frozen Alps
Enter the Bastard.
Bast. 0, I am scalded with my violent motion, And spleen of speed to see your majesty.
K. John. O, cousin, thou art come to set mine eye:
The tackle of my heart is crack'd and burn'd;
Bast. The Dauphin is preparing hitherward:
Were in the washes, all unwarily,
Devoured by the unexpected floods. [The King dies. Sal. You breathe these dead news in as dead an
My liege! my lord! But now a king,-now thus. P. Hen. Even so must I run on, and even so stop. What surety of the world, what hope, what stay, When this was now a king, and now is clay!
Bast. Art thou gone so? I do but stay behind, To do the office for thee of revenge;
And then my soul shall wait on thee to heaven, As it on earth hath been thy servant still.-— Now, now, you stars, that move in your right spheres, Where be your powers? Show now your mended faiths;
And instantly return with me again,
Module and model were only different modes of spelling the same word. Model signified not an archetype, after which some thing was to be formed, but the thing formed after an archetype, a copy. Bullokar, in his Expositor, 1616, explains 'model, the platform, or form of any thing.'
8 This untoward accident really happened to King John himself. As he passed from Lynn to Lincolnshire he lost by an inundation all his treasure, carriages, baggage, and regalia.
To push destruction and perpetual shame
Sal. It seems, you know not then so much as we:
With whom yourself, myself, and other lords,
Bast. Let it be so:-And you, my noble prince, With other princes that may best be spared, Shall wait upon your father's funeral.
P. Hen. At Worcester must his body be interr'do; For so he will'd it.
Thither shall it then.
And true subjection everlastingly.
Sal. And the like tender of our love we make, To rest without a spot for evermore.
P. Hen. I have a kind soul, that would give you
And knows not how to do it, but with tears.
9 In crastino S Lucac Johannes Rex Angliae in castro de Newark obiit, et sepultus est in ecclesia Wigorniensi inter corpora S. Oswaldi et sancti [Woltsani] Chronic. sive Annal. Prioratus de Dunstable, edit. a T. Hearne, t. i. p. 173. A stone coffiu, containing the body of King John, was discovered in the cathedral church of Worcester, July 17, 1797.
Bast. 0, let us pay the time but needful woe,
But when it first did help to wound itself.
10 As previously we have found sufficient cause for lamentation, let us not waste the time in superfluous sorrow.'
11 This sentiment may have been borrowed from one of the following passages in the old play :
'Let England live but true within herself,
And all the world can never wrong her state.'
Again at the conclusion:
'If England's peers and people join in one
Nor Pope, nor France, nor Spain can do them wrong.' Shakspeare has used it again in King Henry VI. Part III:— of itself
England is safe, if true within itself.'
Such was also the opinion of the celebrated Duke de Rohan :'L'Angleterre est un grand animal qui ne peut jamais mourir, s'il ne se tue lui-même.' The sentiment has been traced still higher :
'O Britaine bloud, mark this at my desire-
This lyttle yle may set the world at nought.'
A Discourse of Rebellion, by T. Churchyard, 1570, 120. Andrew Borde, in his 'Boke of the Introduction of Knowledge, printed in the reign of Henry VIII. says of the English, if they were true wythin themselves they nede not to feare although al nacions were set against them.'
THE tragedy of King John, though not written with the utmost power of Shakspeare, is varied with a very pleasing interchange of incidents and characters. The lady's grief is very affecting; and the character of the Bastard contains that mixture of greatness and levity which this author delighted to exhibit.
END OF VOL. IV.