A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wandering hair, Then feeling what small things are boisterous there, Hubert. Is this your promise? Go to; hold your tongue. Let me not hold my tongue; let me not, Hubert! Arthur. No, in good sooth, the fire is dead with grief,Being create' for comfort—to be used In undeserved extremes: see else yourself: There is no malice in this burning coal; The breath of heaven hath blown its spirit out, Hubert. But with my breath I can revive it, boy. That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends,- Hubert. Well, see to live: I will not touch thine eyes Yet I am sworn, and I did purpose, boy, With this same very iron to burn them out. Arthur. Oh, now you look like Hubert! all this while 1 Cre åte', poetical license for created.-2 Tårre, to excite; to set on.— 8 Creature (kret' yer), any thing created; hence Shakspeare here calls fire and iron creatures.- Owes, owns. Peace: no more. Adieu! You were disguised. Arthur. O heaven!-I thank you, Hubert. Hubert. Silence: no more. Go closely in with me: Much danger do I undergo for thee. 150. FROM THE TRAGEDY OF KING JOHN-CONCLUDED. [Prince Arthur is supposed to have been assassinated.] Hubert. My lord, they say five moons were scen to-night: Four fixed; and the fifth did whirl about The other four, in wondrous motion. K. John. Five moons? Hubert. Old men, and beldams,' in the streets Do prophesy upon it dangerously: Young Arthur's death is common in their mouths: And he that speaks doth gripe the hearer's wrist, 1 'Dog' ged, sullen; sour; severe.—” Bål' dåm, old or scolding woman. - Artif' i cer, a mechanic; a contriver. Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death. K. John. Why seck'st thou to possess me with these fears? Why urgest thou so oft young Arthur's death? Thy hand hath murder'd him: I had a mighty cause To wish him dead, but thou hadst none to kill him. Hubert. Had none, my lord! Why, did not you provoke me? To break within the bloody house of life: To understand a law; to know the meaning Of dangerous majesty, when, perchance, it frowns More upon humor than advised respect. Hubert. Here is your hand and seal for what I did. K. John. Oh, when the last account 'twixt heaven and earth Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal Witness against us to damnation!1 How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Makes deeds ill done! Hadst not thou been by, A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd, Made it no conscience to destroy a prince. Hubert. My lord K. John. Hadst thou but shook thy head, or made a pause, When I spake darkly what I purposed; Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face, As bid me tell my tale in ex'press words; Deep shame had struck me dumb, made me break off, And didst in signs again parley with sin; 1 Dåm nå' tion, condemnation. Yea, without stop, didst let thy heart consent, The deed, which both our tongues held vile to name. My nobles leave me; and my state is braved, This kingdom, this confine of blood and breath, Between my conscience and my cousin's death. The dreadful motion of a murderous thought, Is yet the cover of a fairer mind Than to be butcher of an innocent child. K. John. Doth Arthur live? Oh, haste thee to the peers, Forgive the comment that my passion made A SHAKSPEARE. 151. THE HISTORY OF PRINCE ARTHUR. T two-and-thirty years of age, in the year 1200, John became king of England. His pretty little nephew, Arthur, "Fleshly land," "kingdom," "confine of blood and breath"-these expressions mean his own body, or person.-2 Pretty (prit' ty). had the best claim to the throne; but John seized the treasure, and made fine promises to the nobility, and got himself crowned at Westminster within a few weeks after his brother Richard's death. I doubt whether the crown could possibly have been put upon the head of a meaner coward, or a more detestable villain, if the country had been searched from end to end to find him out. 2. The French king, Philip, refused to acknowledge the right of John to his new dignity, and declared in favor of Arthur. You must not suppose that he had any generosity of feeling for the fatherless boy; it merely suited his ambitious schemes to oppose the king of England. So John and the French king went to war about Arthur. 3. He was a handsome boy, at that time only twelve years old. He was not born when his father, Geoffrey, had his brains trampled out at the tournament;' and, besides the misfortune of never having known a father's guidance and protection, he had the additional misfortune to have a foolish mother (Constance by name), lately married to her third husband. She took Arthur, upon John's accession, to the French king, who pretended to be very much his friend, and made him a knight, and promised him his daughter in marriage; but who cared so little about him in reality, that, finding it his interest to make peace with King John for a time, he did so without the least consideration for the poor little prince, and heartlessly sacrificed all his in terests. 4. Young Arthur, for two years afterward, lived quictly; and in the course of that time his mother died. But the French king, then finding it his interest to quarrel with King John again, again made Arthur his pretense, and invited the orphan boy to court. "You know your rights, prince," said the French king, "and you would like to be a king. Is it not so?" " Truly," said Prince Arthur, "I should greatly like to be a king!" Tournament (ter' na ment), a mock fight by men on horseback, practiced as a sport in the middle ages.—2 Accession (ak såsh' un), coming to the throne; becoming king.— Knight, a military dignity; an officer of rank in old times.- Sacrificed (såk' ri fizd), destroyed, or given up for something else.-- Pre tense', a show of what is not real; a holding out of something feigned or false. 4 |