2147How easie dost thou take all England vp,

2148From forth this morcell of dead Royaltie?

2149The life, the right, and truth of all this Realme

2150Is fled to heauen: and England now is left

2151To tug and scamble, and to part by th' teeth

2152The vn-owed interest of proud swelling State:

2153Now for the bare-pickt bone of Maiesty,

2154Doth dogged warre bristle his angry crest,

2155And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace:

2156Now Powers from home, and discontents at home

2157Meet in one line: and vast confusion waites

2158As doth a Rauen on a sicke-falne beast,

2159The iminent decay of wrested pompe.

2160Now happy he, whose cloake and center can

2161Hold out this tempest. Beare away that childe,

2162And follow me with speed: Ile to the King:

2163A thousand businesses are briefe in hand,

2164And heauen it selfe doth frowne vpon the Land. Exit.

2167K. Iohn. Thus haue I yeelded vp into your hand

2168The Circle of my glory.

2169Pan. Take againe

2170From this my hand, as holding of the Pope

2171Your Soueraigne greatnesse and authoritie.

2172Iohn. Now keep your holy word, go meet the French,

2173And from his holinesse vse all your power

2174To stop their marches 'fore we are enflam'd:

2175Our discontented Counties doe reuolt:

2176Our people quarrell with obedience,

2177Swearing Allegiance, and the loue of soule

2178To stranger-bloud, to forren Royalty;

2179This inundation of mistempred humor,

2180Rests by you onely to be qualified.

2181Then pause not: for the present time's so sicke,

2182That present medcine must be ministred,

2183Or ouerthrow incureable ensues.

2184Pand. It was my breath that blew this Tempest vp,

2185Vpon your stubborne vsage of the Pope:

2186But since you are a gentle conuertite,

2187My tongue shall hush againe this storme of warre,

2188And make faire weather in your blustring land:

2189On this Ascention day, remember well,

2190Vpon your oath of seruice to the Pope,

2191Goe I to make the French lay downe their Armes. Exit.

2192Iohn. Is this Ascension day? did not the Prophet

2193Say, that before Ascension day at noone,

2194My Crowne I should giue off? euen so I haue:

2195I did suppose it should be on constraint,

2196But (heau'n be thank'd) it is but voluntary.

2198Bast. All Kent hath yeelded: nothing there holds out

2199But Douer Castle: London hath receiu'd

2200Like a kinde Host, the Dolphin and his powers.

2201Your Nobles will not heare you, but are gone

2202To offer seruice to your enemy:

2203And wilde amazement hurries vp and downe

2204The little number of your doubtfull friends.

2205Iohn. Would not my Lords returne to me againe

2206After they heard yong Arthur was aliue?

2207Bast. They found him dead, and cast into the streets,

2208An empty Casket, where the Iewell of life

2209By some damn'd hand was rob'd, and tane away.

2210Iohn. That villaine Hubert told me he did liue.

2211Bast. So on my soule he did, for ought he knew:

2212But wherefore doe you droope? why looke you sad?

2213Be great in act, as you haue beene in thought:

2214Let not the world see feare and sad distrust

2215Gouerne the motion of a kinglye eye:

2216Be stirring as the time, be fire with fire,

2217Threaten the threatner, and out-face the brow

2218Of bragging horror: So shall inferior eyes

2219That borrow their behauiours from the great,

2220Grow great by your example, and put on

2221The dauntlesse spirit of resolution.

2222Away, and glister like the god of warre

2223When he intendeth to become the field:

2224Shew boldnesse and aspiring confidence:

2225What, shall they seeke the Lion in his denne,

2226And fright him there? and make him tremble there?

2227Oh let it not be said: forrage, and runne

2228To meet displeasure farther from the dores,

2229And grapple with him ere he come so nye.

2230Iohn. The Legat of the Pope hath beene with mee,

2231And I haue made a happy peace with him,

2232And he hath promis'd to dismisse the Powers

2233Led by the Dolphin.

2234Bast. Oh inglorious league:

2235Shall we vpon the footing of our land,

2236Send fayre-play-orders, and make comprimise,

2237Insinuation, parley, and base truce

2238To Armes Inuasiue? Shall a beardlesse boy,

2239A cockred-silken wanton braue our fields,

2240And flesh his spirit in a warre-like soyle,

2241Mocking the ayre with colours idlely spred,

2242And finde no checke? Let vs my Liege to Armes:

2243Perchance the Cardinall cannot make your peace;

2244Or if he doe, let it at least be said

2245They saw we had a purpose of defence.

2246Iohn. Haue thou the ordering of this present time.

2247Bast. Away then with good courage: yet I know

2248Our Partie may well meet a prowder foe. Exeunt.

2252Dol. My Lord Melloone, let this be coppied out,

2253And keepe it safe for our remembrance:

2254Returne the president to these Lords againe,

2255That hauing our faire order written downe,

2256Both they and we, perusing ore these notes

2257May know wherefore we tooke the Sacrament,

2258And keepe our faithes firme and inuiolable.

2259Sal. Vpon our sides it neuer shall be broken.

2260And Noble Dolphin, albeit we sweare

2261A voluntary zeale, and an vn-urg'd Faith

2262To your proceedings: yet beleeue me Prince,

2263I am not glad that such a sore of Time

2264Should seeke a plaster by contemn'd reuolt,

2265And heale the inueterate Canker of one wound,