KING JOHN
So shall it be; your grace shall stay behind
So strongly guarded.
Cousin, look not sad.
grandam loves , and uncle will
As dear be to as father was.
ARTHUR
O, this will make my mother die with grief!
KING JOHN
Cousin, away for England! Haste before,
And, our coming, see shake the bags
Of hoarding abbots; imprison’d angels
Set at liberty. The fat ribs of peace
Must by the hungry now be fed upon.
Use our commission in his utmost force.
BASTARD
Bell, book, and candle shall not drive me back
When gold and silver becks me to come on.
I leave your highness. Grandam, I will pray,
If ever I remember to be holy,
For your fair safety; so, I kiss your hand.
QUEEN ELEANOR
Farewell, gentle cousin.
KING JOHN
Coz, farewell.
QUEEN ELEANOR
Come , little kinsman; hark, a word.
KING JOHN
Come , Hubert. O my gentle Hubert,
We owe much! Within this wall of flesh
There is a soul counts her creditor,
And with advantage means to pay love.
And, my good friend, voluntary oath
Lives in this bosom, dearly cherished.
Give me hand. I had a thing to say,
But I will fit it with some better tune.
By heaven, Hubert, I am almost asham’d
To say what good respect I have of .
HUBERT
I am much bounden to your majesty.
KING JOHN
Good friend, no cause to say so yet,
But have; and creep time so slow,
Yet it shall come for me to do good.
I had a thing to say, but let it go.
The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day,
Attended with the pleasures of the world,
Is all too wanton and too full of gauds
To give me audience. If the midnight bell
Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth,
Sound on into the drowsy race of night;
If this same were a churchyard where we stand,
And possessed with a thousand wrongs;
Or if that surly spirit, melancholy,
Had bak’d blood and made it heavy, thick,
Which else runs tickling up and down the veins,
Making that idiot, laughter, keep men’s eyes
And strain their cheeks to idle merriment,
A passion hateful to my purposes;
Or if that see me without eyes,
Hear me without ears, and make reply
Without a tongue, using conceit alone,
Without eyes, ears, and harmful sound of words;
Then, in despite of brooded watchful day,
I would into bosom pour my thoughts.
But, ah, I will not! Yet I love well;
And, by my troth, I think lov’st me well.
HUBERT
So well that what you bid me undertake,
Though that my death were adjunct to my act,
By heaven, I would do it.
KING JOHN
Do not I know ?
Good Hubert, Hubert, Hubert, throw eye
On yon young boy. I’ll tell what, my friend,
He is a very serpent in my way;
And wheresoe’er this foot of mine tread,
He lies before me. understand me?
art his keeper.
HUBERT
And I’ll keep him so
That he shall not offend your majesty.
KING JOHN
Death.
HUBERT
My lord?
KING JOHN
A grave.
HUBERT
He shall not live.
KING JOHN
Enough.
I could be merry now. Hubert, I love .
Well, I’ll not say what I intend for .
Remember. Madam, fare you well.
I’ll send those powers to your majesty.
QUEEN ELEANOR
My blessing go with !
KING JOHN
For England, cousin, go.
Hubert shall be your man, attend on you
With all true duty. On toward Calais, ho!