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William Shakespeare (1564–1616).  The Oxford Shakespeare.  1914.
 
The Life and Death of King John
 
Act V. Scene VI.
 
An open Place in the neighbourhood of Swinstead Abbey.
 
Enter the BASTARD and HUBERT, severally.
  Hub.  Who’s there? speak, ho! speak quickly, or I shoot.
  Bast.  A friend. What art thou?
  Hub.        Of the part of England.        5
  Bast.  Whither dost thou go?
  Hub.  What’s that to thee? Why may not I demand
Of thine affairs as well as thou of mine?
  Bast.  Hubert, I think?
  Hub.        Thou hast a perfect thought:        10
I will upon all hazards well believe
Thou art my friend, that know’st my tongue so well.
Who art thou?
  Bast.        Who thou wilt: and if thou please,
Thou mayst befriend me so much as to think        15
I come one way of the Plantagenets.
  Hub.  Unkind remembrance! thou and eyeless night
Have done me shame: brave soldier, pardon me,
That any accent breaking from thy tongue
Should ’scape the true acquaintance of mine ear.        20
  Bast.  Come, come; sans compliment, what news abroad?
  Hub.  Why, here walk I in the black brow of night,
To find you out.
  Bast        Brief, then; and what’s the news?
  Hub.  O! my sweet sir, news fitting to the night,        25
Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.
  Bast.  Show me the very wound of this ill news:
I am no woman; I’ll not swound at it.
  Hub.  The king, I fear, is poison’d by a monk:
I left him almost speechless; and broke out        30
To acquaint you with this evil, that you might
The better arm you to the sudden time
Than if you had at leisure known of this.
  Bast.  How did he take it? who did taste to him?
  Hub.  A monk, I tell you; a resolved villain,        35
Whose bowels suddenly burst out: the king
Yet speaks, and peradventure may recover.
  Bast.  Whom didst thou leave to tend his majesty?
  Hub.  Why, know you not? the lords are all come back,
And brought Prince Henry in their company;        40
At whose request the king hath pardon’d them,
And they are all about his majesty.
  Bast.  Withhold thine indignation, mighty heaven,
And tempt us not to bear above our power!
I’ll tell thee, Hubert, half my power this night,        45
Passing these flats, are taken by the tide;
These Lincoln Washes have devoured them:
Myself, well-mounted, hardly have escap’d.
Away before! conduct me to the king;
I doubt he will be dead or ere I come.  [Exeunt.        50
 
 
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