1125And by di
sioyning hands hell lo
se a
soule.
¶Aust. King
Philip, li
sten to the Cardinall.
¶Bast. And hang a Calues-skin on his recreant limbs.
¶Aust. Well ruffian, I mu
st pocket vp the
se wrongs,
1130Bast. Your breeches be
st may carry them.
¶Iohn. Philip, what
sai
st thou to the Cardinall?
¶Con. What
should he
say, but as the Cardinall?
¶Dolph. Bethinke you father, for the difference
¶Is purcha
se of a heauy cur
se from
Rome,
1135Or the light lo
sse of
England,
_for a friend:
¶Bla. Thats the cur
se of
Rome.
¶Con. O
Lewis,
stand fa
st, the deuill tempts thee heere
¶In likene
sse of a new vntrimmed Bride.
1140Bla. The Lady
Constance speakes not from her faith,
¶Con. Oh, if thou grant my need,
¶Which onely liues but by the death of faith,
¶That need, mu
st needs inferre this principle,
1145That faith would liue againe by death of need:
¶O then tread downe my need,
_and faith mounts vp,
¶Keepe my need vp,
_and faith is trodden downe.
¶Iohn. The king is moud, and an
swers not to this.
¶Con. O be remou'd from him, and an
swere well.
1150Aust. Doe
so king
Philip, hang no more in doubt.
¶Bast. Hang nothing but a Calues skin mo
st
sweet lout.
¶Fra. I am perplext,
_and know not what to
say.
¶Pan. What can
st thou
say,
_but wil perplex thee more?
¶If thou
stand excommunicate, and cur
st?
1155Fra. Good reuerend father, make my per
son yours,
¶And tell me how you would be
stow your
selfe
?
¶This royall hand and mine are newly knit,
¶And the coniunction of our inward
soules
¶Married in league, coupled,
_and link'd together
1160With all religous
strength of
sacred vowes,
¶The late
st breath that gaue the
sound of words
¶Was deepe-
sworne faith, peace, amity, true loue
¶Betweene our kingdomes and our royall
selues,
¶And euen before this truce, but new before,
1165No longer then we well could wa
sh our hands,
¶To clap this royall bargaine vp of peace,
¶Heauen knowes they were be
smear'd and ouer-
staind
¶With
slaughters pencill; where reuenge did paint
¶The fearefull difference of incen
sed kings:
1170And
shall the
se hands
so lately purg'd of
_bloud?
¶So newly ioyn'd in loue?
so
strong in both,
¶Vnyoke this
sey
sure, and this kinde regreete?
¶Play fa
st and loo
se with faith?
so ie
st with heauen,
¶Make
such vncon
stant children of onr
selues
1175As now againe to
snatch our palme from palme:
¶Vn-
sweare faith
sworne, and on the marriage bed
¶Of
smiling peace to march a bloody hoa
st,
¶And make a ryot on the gentle brow
¶Of true
sincerity? O holy Sir
1180My reuerend father, let it not be
so;
¶Out of your grace, deui
se, ordaine, impo
se
¶Some gentle order, and then we
shall be ble
st
¶To doe your plea
sure, and continue friends.
¶Pand. All forme is formele
sse,
_Order orderle
sse,
1185Saue what is oppo
site to
Englands loue.
¶Therefore to Armes, be Champion of our Church,
¶Or let the Church our mother breathe her cur
se,
¶A mothers cur
se, on her reuolting
sonne:
¶France, thou mai
st hold a
serpent by the tongue,
1190A ca
sed Lion by the mortall paw,
¶A fa
sting Tyger
safer by the tooth,
¶Then keepe in peace that hand which thou do
st hold.
¶Fra. I may di
s-ioyne my hand, but not my faith.
¶Pand. So mak'
st thou faith an enemy to faith,
1195And like a ciuill warre
set
st oath to oath,
¶Thy tongue again
st thy tongue. O let thy vow
¶Fir
st made to heauen, fir
st be to heauen perform'd,
¶That is, to be the Champion of our Church,
¶What
since thou
swor
st, is
sworne again
st thy
selfe,
1200And may not be performed by thy
selfe,
¶For that which thou ha
st
sworne to doe ami
sse,
¶Is not ami
sse when it is truely done:
¶And being not done,
_where doing tends to ill,
¶The truth is then mo
st done not doing it:
1205The better Act of purpo
ses mi
stooke,
¶Is to mi
stake again, though indirect,
¶Yet indirection thereby growes direct,
¶And fal
shood, fal
shood cures, as fire cooles fire
¶Within the
scorched veines of one new burn'd:
1210It is religion that doth make vowes kept,
¶But thou ha
st
sworne again
st religion:
¶By what thou
swear'
st again
st the thing thou
swear'
st,
¶And mak'
st an oath the
suretie for thy truth,
¶Again
st an oath the truth, thou art vn
sure
1215To
sweare,
sweares onely not to be for
sworne,
¶El
se what a mockerie
should it be to
sweare?
¶But thou do
st
sweare, onely to be for
sworne,
¶And mo
st for
sworne, to keepe what thou do
st
sweare,
¶Therefore thy later vowes,
_again
st thy fir
st,
1220Is in thy
selfe rebellion to thy
selfe:
¶And better conque
st neuer can
st thou make,
¶Then arme thy con
stant and thy nobler parts
¶Again
st the
se giddy loo
se
sugge
stions:
¶Vpon which better part, our prayrs come in,
1225If thou vouch
safe them. But if not,
_then know
¶The perill of our cur
ses light on thee
¶So heauy, as thou
shalt not
shake them off
¶But in de
spaire, dye vnder their blacke weight.
¶Aust. Rebellion,
_flat rebellion.
¶Will not a Calues-skin
stop that mouth of thine?
¶Blanch. Vpon thy wedding day
?
¶Again
st the blood that thou ha
st married?
1235What,
_shall our fea
st be kept with
slaughtered men?
¶Shall braying trumpets, and loud churli
sh drums
¶Clamors of hell, be mea
sures to our pomp?
¶O husband heare me: aye, alacke, how new
¶Is husband in my mouth? euen for that name
1240Which till this time my tongue did nere pronounce;
¶Vpon my knee I beg, goe not to Armes
¶Const. O, vpon my knee made hard with kneeling,
¶I doe pray to thee, thou vertuous
Daulphin,
1245Alter not the doome fore-thought by heauen.
¶Blan. Now
shall I
see thy loue, what motiue may
¶Be
stronger with thee, then the name of wife
?
¶Con. That which vpholdeth him,
_that thee vpholds,
¶His Honor, Oh thine Honor,
Lewis thine Honor.
1250Dolph. I mu
se your Maie
sty doth
seeme
so cold,
¶When
such profound re
spects doe pull you on
?
¶Pand. I will denounce a cur
se vpon his head.
¶Fra. Thou
shalt not need.
_England,
_I will fall
frō thee.
¶Const. O faire returne of bani
sh'd Maie
stie.
1255Elea. O foule reuolt of French incon
stancy.
¶Eng. France,
yu shalt rue this houre within this houre.