Act 3, Scene 1

France. The FRENCH KING'S tent.

  1. [Enter CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and SALISBURY.]
  2. Constance
  3. 890 Gone to be married! gone to swear a peace!
  4. 891 False blood to false blood join'd! gone to be friends!
  5. 892 Shall Louis have Blanch? and Blanch those provinces?
  6. 893 It is not so; thou hast misspoke, misheard;
  7. 894 Be well advis'd, tell o'er thy tale again:
  8. 895 It cannot be; thou dost but say 'tis so;
  9. 896 I trust I may not trust thee; for thy word
  10. 897 Is but the vain breath of a common man:
  11. 898 Believe me, I do not believe thee, man;
  12. 899 I have a king's oath to the contrary.
  13. 900 Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me,
  14. 901 For I am sick and capable of fears;
  15. 902 Oppress'd with wrongs, and therefore full of fears;
  16. 903 A widow, husbandless, subject to fears;
  17. 904 A woman, naturally born to fears;
  18. 905 And though thou now confess thou didst but jest,
  19. 906 With my vex'd spirits I cannot take a truce,
  20. 907 But they will quake and tremble all this day.
  21. 908 What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head?
  22. 909 Why dost thou look so sadly on my son?
  23. 910 What means that hand upon that breast of thine?
  24. 911 Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum,
  25. 912 Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds?
  26. 913 Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words?
  27. 914 Then speak again,—not all thy former tale,
  28. 915 But this one word, whether thy tale be true.
  29. Earl of Salisbury
  30. 916 As true as I believe you think them false
  31. 917 That give you cause to prove my saying true.
  32. Constance
  33. 918 O, if thou teach me to believe this sorrow,
  34. 919 Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die;
  35. 920 And let belief and life encounter so
  36. 921 As doth the fury of two desperate men,
  37. 922 Which in the very meeting fall and die!—
  38. 923 Louis marry Blanch! O boy, then where art thou?
  39. 924 France friend with England! what becomes of me?—
  40. 925 Fellow, be gone: I cannot brook thy sight;
  41. 926 This news hath made thee a most ugly man.
  42. Earl of Salisbury
  43. 927 What other harm have I, good lady, done,
  44. 928 But spoke the harm that is by others done?
  45. Constance
  46. 929 Which harm within itself so heinous is,
  47. 930 As it makes harmful all that speak of it.
  48. Arthur, Duke of Bretagne
  49. 931 I do beseech you, madam, be content.
  50. Constance
  51. 932 If thou, that bid'st me be content, wert grim,
  52. 933 Ugly, and slanderous to thy mother's womb,
  53. 934 Full of unpleasing blots and sightless stains,
  54. 935 Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious,
  55. 936 Patch'd with foul moles and eye-offending marks,
  56. 937 I would not care, I then would be content;
  57. 938 For then I should not love thee; no, nor thou
  58. 939 Become thy great birth, nor deserve a crown.
  59. 940 But thou art fair; and at thy birth, dear boy,
  60. 941 Nature and fortune join'd to make thee great:
  61. 942 Of nature's gifts thou mayst with lilies boast,
  62. 943 And with the half-blown rose; but Fortune, O!
  63. 944 She is corrupted, chang'd, and won from thee;
  64. 945 She adulterates hourly with thine uncle John;
  65. 946 And with her golden hand hath pluck'd on France
  66. 947 To tread down fair respect of sovereignty,
  67. 948 And made his majesty the bawd to theirs.
  68. 949 France is a bawd to Fortune and king John—
  69. 950 That strumpet Fortune, that usurping John!—
  70. 951 Tell me, thou fellow, is not France forsworn?
  71. 952 Envenom him with words; or get thee gone,
  72. 953 And leave those woes alone, which I alone
  73. 954 Am bound to under-bear.
  74. Earl of Salisbury
  75. 955 Pardon me, madam,
  76. 956 I may not go without you to the kings.
  77. Constance
  78. 957 Thou mayst, thou shalt; I will not go with thee:
  79. 958 I will instruct my sorrows to be proud;
  80. 959 For grief is proud, and makes his owner stout.
  81. 960 To me, and to the state of my great grief,
  82. 961 Let kings assemble; for my grief's so great
  83. 962 That no supporter but the huge firm earth
  84. 963 Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit;
  85. 964 Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.
  86. [Seats herself on the ground.]
  87. [Enter KING JOHN, KING PHILIP, LOUIS, BLANCH, ELINOR, BASTARD, AUSTRIA, and attendants.]
  88. King Philip of France
  89. 965 'Tis true, fair daughter; and this blessed day
  90. 966 Ever in France shall be kept festival:
  91. 967 To solemnize this day the glorious sun
  92. 968 Stays in his course and plays the alchemist,
  93. 969 Turning, with splendour of his precious eye,
  94. 970 The meagre cloddy earth to glittering gold:
  95. 971 The yearly course that brings this day about
  96. 972 Shall never see it but a holiday.
  97. [Rising.]
  98. Constance
  99. 973 A wicked day, and not a holy day!
  100. 974 What hath this day deserv'd? what hath it done
  101. 975 That it in golden letters should be set
  102. 976 Among the high tides in the calendar?
  103. 977 Nay, rather turn this day out of the week,
  104. 978 This day of shame, oppression, perjury:
  105. 979 Or, if it must stand still, let wives with child
  106. 980 Pray that their burdens may not fall this day,
  107. 981 Lest that their hopes prodigiously be cross'd:
  108. 982 But on this day let seamen fear no wreck;
  109. 983 No bargains break that are not this day made:
  110. 984 This day, all things begun come to ill end,—
  111. 985 Yea, faith itself to hollow falsehood change!
  112. King Philip of France
  113. 986 By heaven, lady, you shall have no cause
  114. 987 To curse the fair proceedings of this day.
  115. 988 Have I not pawn'd to you my majesty?
  116. Constance
  117. 989 You have beguil'd me with a counterfeit
  118. 990 Resembling majesty; which, being touch'd and tried,
  119. 991 Proves valueless; you are forsworn, forsworn:
  120. 992 You came in arms to spill mine enemies' blood,
  121. 993 But now in arms you strengthen it with yours:
  122. 994 The grappling vigour and rough frown of war
  123. 995 Is cold in amity and painted peace,
  124. 996 And our oppression hath made up this league.—
  125. 997 Arm, arm, you heavens, against these perjur'd kings!
  126. 998 A widow cries: be husband to me, heavens!
  127. 999 Let not the hours of this ungodly day
  128. 1000 Wear out the day in peace; but, ere sunset,
  129. 1001 Set armed discord 'twixt these perjur'd kings!
  130. 1002 Hear me, O, hear me!
  131. Archduke of Austria
  132. 1003 Lady Constance, peace!
  133. Constance
  134. 1004 War! war! no peace! peace is to me a war.
  135. 1005 O Lymoges! O Austria! thou dost shame
  136. 1006 That bloody spoil: thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!
  137. 1007 Thou little valiant, great in villainy!
  138. 1008 Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!
  139. 1009 Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight
  140. 1010 But when her humorous ladyship is by
  141. 1011 To teach thee safety!—thou art perjur'd too,
  142. 1012 And sooth'st up greatness. What a fool art thou,
  143. 1013 A ramping fool, to brag, and stamp. and swear
  144. 1014 Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded slave,
  145. 1015 Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side?
  146. 1016 Been sworn my soldier? bidding me depend
  147. 1017 Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength?
  148. 1018 And dost thou now fall over to my foes?
  149. 1019 Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame,
  150. 1020 And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs!
  151. Archduke of Austria
  152. 1021 O that a man should speak those words to me!
  153. Philip the Bastard (Faulconbridge)
  154. 1022 And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs.
  155. Archduke of Austria
  156. 1023 Thou dar'st not say so, villain, for thy life.
  157. Philip the Bastard (Faulconbridge)
  158. 1024 And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs.
  159. King John
  160. 1025 We like not this: thou dost forget thyself.
  161. King Philip of France
  162. 1026 Here comes the holy legate of the Pope.
  163. [Enter PANDULPH.]
  164. Cardinal Pandulph
  165. 1027 Hail, you anointed deputies of heaven!—
  166. 1028 To thee, King John, my holy errand is.
  167. 1029 I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal,
  168. 1030 And from Pope Innocent the legate here,
  169. 1031 Do in his name religiously demand
  170. 1032 Why thou against the church, our holy mother,
  171. 1033 So wilfully dost spurn; and, force perforce
  172. 1034 Keep Stephen Langton, chosen Archbishop
  173. 1035 Of Canterbury, from that holy see?
  174. 1036 This, in our foresaid holy father's name,
  175. 1037 Pope Innocent, I do demand of thee.
  176. King John
  177. 1038 What earthly name to interrogatories
  178. 1039 Can task the free breath of a sacred king?
  179. 1040 Thou canst not, cardinal, devise a name
  180. 1041 So slight, unworthy, and ridiculous,
  181. 1042 To charge me to an answer, as the pope.
  182. 1043 Tell him this tale; and from the mouth of England
  183. 1044 Add thus much more,—that no Italian priest
  184. 1045 Shall tithe or toll in our dominions:
  185. 1046 But as we under heaven are supreme head,
  186. 1047 So, under him, that great supremacy,
  187. 1048 Where we do reign, we will alone uphold,
  188. 1049 Without the assistance of a mortal hand:
  189. 1050 So tell the pope, all reverence set apart
  190. 1051 To him and his usurp'd authority.
  191. King Philip of France
  192. 1052 Brother of England, you blaspheme in this.
  193. King John
  194. 1053 Though you and all the kings of Christendom
  195. 1054 Are led so grossly by this meddling priest,
  196. 1055 Dreading the curse that money may buy out;
  197. 1056 And by the merit of vile gold, dross, dust,
  198. 1057 Purchase corrupted pardon of a man,
  199. 1058 Who in that sale sells pardon from himself;
  200. 1059 Though you and all the rest, so grossly led,
  201. 1060 This juggling witchcraft with revenue cherish;
  202. 1061 Yet I, alone, alone do me oppose
  203. 1062 Against the pope, and count his friends my foes.
  204. Cardinal Pandulph
  205. 1063 Then by the lawful power that I have,
  206. 1064 Thou shalt stand curs'd and excommunicate:
  207. 1065 And blessed shall he be that doth revolt
  208. 1066 From his allegiance to an heretic;
  209. 1067 And meritorious shall that hand be call'd,
  210. 1068 Canonized, and worshipp'd as a saint,
  211. 1069 That takes away by any secret course
  212. 1070 Thy hateful life.
  213. Constance
  214. 1071 O, lawful let it be
  215. 1072 That I have room with Rome to curse awhile!
  216. 1073 Good father Cardinal, cry thou amen
  217. 1074 To my keen curses: for without my wrong
  218. 1075 There is no tongue hath power to curse him right.
  219. Cardinal Pandulph
  220. 1076 There's law and warrant, lady, for my curse.
  221. Constance
  222. 1077 And for mine too: when law can do no right,
  223. 1078 Let it be lawful that law bar no wrong:
  224. 1079 Law cannot give my child his kingdom here;
  225. 1080 For he that holds his kingdom holds the law:
  226. 1081 Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong,
  227. 1082 How can the law forbid my tongue to curse?
  228. Cardinal Pandulph
  229. 1083 Philip of France, on peril of a curse,
  230. 1084 Let go the hand of that arch-heretic,
  231. 1085 And raise the power of France upon his head,
  232. 1086 Unless he do submit himself to Rome.
  233. Queen Elinor
  234. 1087 Look'st thou pale, France; do not let go thy hand.
  235. Constance
  236. 1088 Look to that, devil; lest that France repent
  237. 1089 And, by disjoining hands, hell lose a soul.
  238. Archduke of Austria
  239. 1090 King Philip, listen to the cardinal.
  240. Philip the Bastard (Faulconbridge)
  241. 1091 And hang a calf's-skin on his recreant limbs.
  242. Archduke of Austria
  243. 1092 Well, ruffian, I must pocket up these wrongs,
  244. 1093 Because—
  245. Philip the Bastard (Faulconbridge)
  246. 1094 Your breeches best may carry them.
  247. King John
  248. 1095 Philip, what say'st thou to the cardinal?
  249. Constance
  250. 1096 What should he say, but as the cardinal?
  251. Louis the Dauphin
  252. 1097 Bethink you, father; for the difference
  253. 1098 Is, purchase of a heavy curse from Rome,
  254. 1099 Or the light loss of England for a friend:
  255. 1100 Forgo the easier.
  256. Blanch of Spain
  257. 1101 That's the curse of Rome.
  258. Constance
  259. 1102 O Louis, stand fast! The devil tempts thee here
  260. 1103 In likeness of a new uptrimmed bride.
  261. Blanch of Spain
  262. 1104 The Lady Constance speaks not from her faith,
  263. 1105 But from her need.
  264. Constance
  265. 1106 O, if thou grant my need,
  266. 1107 Which only lives but by the death of faith,
  267. 1108 That need must needs infer this principle,—
  268. 1109 That faith would live again by death of need!
  269. 1110 O then, tread down my need, and faith mounts up;
  270. 1111 Keep my need up, and faith is trodden down!
  271. King John
  272. 1112 The king is mov'd, and answers not to this.
  273. Constance
  274. 1113 O be remov'd from him, and answer well!
  275. Archduke of Austria
  276. 1114 Do so, King Philip; hang no more in doubt.
  277. Philip the Bastard (Faulconbridge)
  278. 1115 Hang nothing but a calf's-skin, most sweet lout.
  279. King Philip of France
  280. 1116 I am perplex'd, and know not what to say.
  281. Cardinal Pandulph
  282. 1117 What canst thou say, but will perplex thee more,
  283. 1118 If thou stand excommunicate and curs'd?
  284. King Philip of France
  285. 1119 Good reverend father, make my person yours,
  286. 1120 And tell me how you would bestow yourself.
  287. 1121 This royal hand and mine are newly knit,
  288. 1122 And the conjunction of our inward souls
  289. 1123 Married in league, coupled and link'd together
  290. 1124 With all religious strength of sacred vows;
  291. 1125 The latest breath that gave the sound of words
  292. 1126 Was deep-sworn faith, peace, amity, true love,
  293. 1127 Between our kingdoms and our royal selves;
  294. 1128 And even before this truce, but new before,—
  295. 1129 No longer than we well could wash our hands,
  296. 1130 To clap this royal bargain up of peace,—
  297. 1131 Heaven knows, they were besmear'd and overstain'd
  298. 1132 With slaughter's pencil, where revenge did paint
  299. 1133 The fearful difference of incensed kings:
  300. 1134 And shall these hands, so lately purg'd of blood,
  301. 1135 So newly join'd in love, so strong in both,
  302. 1136 Unyoke this seizure and this kind regreet?
  303. 1137 Play fast and loose with faith? so jest with heaven,
  304. 1138 Make such unconstant children of ourselves,
  305. 1139 As now again to snatch our palm from palm;
  306. 1140 Unswear faith sworn; and on the marriage-bed
  307. 1141 Of smiling peace to march a bloody host,
  308. 1142 And make a riot on the gentle brow
  309. 1143 Of true sincerity? O, holy sir.
  310. 1144 My reverend father, let it not be so!
  311. 1145 Out of your grace, devise, ordain, impose,
  312. 1146 Some gentle order; and then we shall be bless'd
  313. 1147 To do your pleasure, and continue friends.
  314. Cardinal Pandulph
  315. 1148 All form is formless, order orderless,
  316. 1149 Save what is opposite to England's love.
  317. 1150 Therefore, to arms! be champion of our church,
  318. 1151 Or let the church, our mother, breathe her curse,—
  319. 1152 A mother's curse,—on her revolting son.
  320. 1153 France, thou mayst hold a serpent by the tongue,
  321. 1154 A chafed lion by the mortal paw,
  322. 1155 A fasting tiger safer by the tooth,
  323. 1156 Than keep in peace that hand which thou dost hold.
  324. King Philip of France
  325. 1157 I may disjoin my hand, but not my faith.
  326. Cardinal Pandulph
  327. 1158 So mak'st thou faith an enemy to faith;
  328. 1159 And, like a civil war, sett'st oath to oath,
  329. 1160 Thy tongue against thy tongue. O, let thy vow
  330. 1161 First made to heaven, first be to heaven perform'd,—
  331. 1162 That is, to be the champion of our church.
  332. 1163 What since thou swor'st is sworn against thyself
  333. 1164 And may not be performed by thyself:
  334. 1165 For that which thou hast sworn to do amiss
  335. 1166 Is not amiss when it is truly done;
  336. 1167 And being not done, where doing tends to ill,
  337. 1168 The truth is then most done not doing it:
  338. 1169 The better act of purposes mistook
  339. 1170 Is to mistake again; though indirect,
  340. 1171 Yet indirection thereby grows direct,
  341. 1172 And falsehood falsehood cures, as fire cools fire
  342. 1173 Within the scorched veins of one new-burn'd.
  343. 1174 It is religion that doth make vows kept;
  344. 1175 But thou hast sworn against religion,
  345. 1176 By what thou swear'st against the thing thou swear'st;
  346. 1177 And mak'st an oath the surety for thy truth
  347. 1178 Against an oath: the truth thou art unsure
  348. 1179 To swear, swears only not to be forsworn;
  349. 1180 Else what a mockery should it be to swear!
  350. 1181 But thou dost swear only to be forsworn;
  351. 1182 And most forsworn, to keep what thou dost swear.
  352. 1183 Therefore thy latter vows against thy first
  353. 1184 Is in thyself rebellion to thyself;
  354. 1185 And better conquest never canst thou make
  355. 1186 Than arm thy constant and thy nobler parts
  356. 1187 Against these giddy loose suggestions:
  357. 1188 Upon which better part our prayers come in,
  358. 1189 If thou vouchsafe them; but if not, then know
  359. 1190 The peril of our curses fight on thee,
  360. 1191 So heavy as thou shalt not shake them off,
  361. 1192 But in despair die under the black weight.
  362. Archduke of Austria
  363. 1193 Rebellion, flat rebellion!
  364. Philip the Bastard (Faulconbridge)
  365. 1194 Will't not be?
  366. 1195 Will not a calf's-skin stop that mouth of thine?
  367. Louis the Dauphin
  368. 1196 Father, to arms!
  369. Blanch of Spain
  370. 1197 Upon thy wedding-day?
  371. 1198 Against the blood that thou hast married?
  372. 1199 What, shall our feast be kept with slaughter'd men?
  373. 1200 Shall braying trumpets and loud churlish drums,—
  374. 1201 Clamours of hell,—be measures to our pomp?
  375. 1202 O husband, hear me!—ay, alack, how new
  376. 1203 Is husband in my mouth!—even for that name,
  377. 1204 Which till this time my tongue did ne'er pronounce,
  378. 1205 Upon my knee I beg, go not to arms
  379. 1206 Against mine uncle.
  380. Constance
  381. 1207 O, upon my knee,
  382. 1208 Made hard with kneeling, I do pray to thee,
  383. 1209 Thou virtuous Dauphin, alter not the doom
  384. 1210 Forethought by heaven.
  385. Blanch of Spain
  386. 1211 Now shall I see thy love: what motive may
  387. 1212 Be stronger with thee than the name of wife?
  388. Constance
  389. 1213 That which upholdeth him that thee upholds,
  390. 1214 His honour:—O, thine honour, Louis, thine honour!
  391. Louis the Dauphin
  392. 1215 I muse your majesty doth seem so cold,
  393. 1216 When such profound respects do pull you on.
  394. Cardinal Pandulph
  395. 1217 I will denounce a curse upon his head.
  396. King Philip of France
  397. 1218 Thou shalt not need.—England, I will fall from thee.
  398. Constance
  399. 1219 O fair return of banish'd majesty!
  400. Queen Elinor
  401. 1220 O foul revolt of French inconstancy!
  402. King John
  403. 1221 France, thou shalt rue this hour within this hour.
  404. Philip the Bastard (Faulconbridge)
  405. 1222 Old Time the clock-setter, that bald sexton Time,
  406. 1223 Is it as he will? well, then, France shall rue.
  407. Blanch of Spain
  408. 1224 The sun's o'ercast with blood: fair day, adieu!
  409. 1225 Which is the side that I must go withal?
  410. 1226 I am with both: each army hath a hand;
  411. 1227 And in their rage, I having hold of both,
  412. 1228 They whirl asunder and dismember me.
  413. 1229 Husband, I cannot pray that thou mayst win;
  414. 1230 Uncle, I needs must pray that thou mayst lose;
  415. 1231 Father, I may not wish the fortune thine;
  416. 1232 Grandam, I will not wish thy wishes thrive:
  417. 1233 Whoever wins, on that side shall I lose;
  418. 1234 Assured loss before the match be play'd.
  419. Louis the Dauphin
  420. 1235 Lady, with me: with me thy fortune lies.
  421. Blanch of Spain
  422. 1236 There where my fortune lives, there my life dies.
  423. King John
  424. 1237 Cousin, go draw our puissance together.—
  425. [Exit BASTARD.]
  426. King John
  427. 1238 France, I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath;
  428. 1239 A rage whose heat hath this condition,
  429. 1240 That nothing can allay, nothing but blood,—
  430. 1241 The blood, and dearest-valu'd blood of France.
  431. King Philip of France
  432. 1242 Thy rage shall burn thee up, and thou shalt turn
  433. 1243 To ashes, ere our blood shall quench that fire:
  434. 1244 Look to thyself, thou art in jeopardy.
  435. King John
  436. 1245 No more than he that threats.—To arms let's hie!
  437. [Exeunt severally.]