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  • Title: Edward III (Modern)
  • Editors: Amy Lidster, Sonia Massai

  • Copyright Sonia Massai and Amy Lidster. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editors: Amy Lidster, Sonia Massai
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    Edward III (Modern)

    [Scene 11]
    Enter [Prince] Charles [Duke] of Normandy and Villiers.
    1830Charles
    I wonder, Villiers, thou shouldst importune me
    For one that is our deadly enemy.
    Villiers
    Not for his sake, my gracious lord, so much
    Am I become an earnest advocate,
    As that thereby my ransom will be quit.
    1835Charles
    Thy ransom, man? Why needst thou talk of that?
    Art thou not free? And are not all occasions
    That happen for advantage of our foes
    To be accepted of, and stood upon?
    Villiers
    No, good my lord, except the same be just;
    1840For profit must with honor be commixed,
    Or else our actions are but scandalous.
    But letting pass these intricate objections,
    Will't please your highness to subscribe or no?
    Charles
    Villiers, I will not nor I cannot do it.
    1845Salisbury shall not have his will so much
    To claim a passport how it pleaseth himself.
    Villiers
    Why then I know the extremity, my lord:
    I must return to prison whence I came.
    Charles
    Return! I hope thou wilt not.
    1850What bird that hath escaped the fowler's gin
    Will not beware how she's ensnared again?
    Or what is he so senseless and secure
    That, having hardly passed a dangerous gulf,
    Will put himself in peril there again?
    1855Villiers
    Ah, but it is mine oath, my gracious lord,
    Which I in conscience may not violate,
    Or else a kingdom should not draw me hence.
    Charles
    Thine oath! Why that doth bind thee to abide.
    Hast thou not sworn obedience to thy prince?
    1860Villiers
    In all things that uprightly he commands.
    But either to persuade or threaten me
    Not to perform the covenant of my word
    Is lawless, and I need not to obey.
    Charles
    Why, is it lawful for a man to kill,
    1865And not to break a promise with his foe?
    Villiers
    To kill, my lord, when war is once proclaimed,
    So that our quarrel be for wrongs received,
    No doubt is lawfully permitted us;
    But in an oath we must be well advised
    1870How we do swear, and, when we once have sworn,
    Not to infringe it though we die therefor.
    Therefore, my lord, as willing I return
    As if I were to fly to paradise.
    Charles
    Stay, my Villiers, thine honorable mind
    1875Deserves to be eternally admired;
    Thy suit shall be no longer thus deferred --
    Give me the paper; I'll subscribe to it,
    And wheretofore I loved thee as Villiers,
    Hereafter I'll embrace thee as myself.
    1880Stay, and be still in favor with thy lord.
    Villiers
    I humbly thank your grace; I must dispatch
    And send this passport first unto the earl,
    And then I will attend your highness' pleasure.
    Charles
    Do so, Villiers; and, Charles, when he hath need,
    1885Be such his soldiers, howsoever he speed.
    Exit Villiers.
    Enter King John.
    King John
    Come, Charles, and arm thee: Edward is entrapped.
    The Prince of Wales is fall'n into our hands,
    And we have compassed him -- he cannot scape.
    1890Charles
    But will your highness fight today?
    King John
    What else, my son? He's scarce eight thousand strong
    And we are threescore thousand at the least.
    Charles
    I have a prophecy, my gracious lord,
    Wherein is written what success is like
    1895To happen us in this outrageous war.
    It was delivered me at Crécy's field
    By one that is an aged hermit there:
    [Reads] 'When feathered fowl shall make thine army tremble,
    And flintstones rise and break the battle 'ray,
    1900Then think on him that doth not now dissemble,
    For that shall be the hapless dreadful day;
    Yet in the end thy foot thou shalt advance,
    As far in England as thy foe in France.'
    King John
    By this it seems we shall be fortunate.
    1905For as it is impossible that stones
    Should ever rise and break the battle 'ray,
    Or airy fowl make men in arms to quake,
    So is it like we shall not be subdued.
    Or say this might be true, yet in the end,
    1910Since he doth promise we shall drive him hence
    And forage their country as they have done ours,
    By this revenge that loss will seem the less.
    But all are frivolous fancies, toys and dreams;
    Once we are sure we have ensnared the son,
    1915Catch we the father after how we can.
    Exeunt.