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Sound but another, and another shall,
Lewis. Strike up your drums, to find this danger out,
Alarms. Enter King John and Hubert.
Hub.Badly,I fear; how fares your Majefty?:
Enter a Messenger.
K. John. Ah me! this tyrant fever burns me up,
SCENE changes to the French Camp.
Enter Salisbury, Pembroke, and Bigot.
Sal. That mis-begotten devil, Faulconbridge,
Enter Melun, wounded.
Melun. Fly, noble English, you are bought and fold;
(29). Unthread the rude eye of rebellion, ] Tho' all the copies concur in this reading, how poor is the metaphor, of untbreading the eye: of a needle ? And, besides, as there is no mention made of a needle, how remote and obscure is the allusion without it? The text, as I have restor'd it, is easy and natural; and it is the mode of expreffion, which our Author is every where fond of, to tread and untready. the way, path, Steps, &c. So Salisbury, fays afterwards, in this scene;
We will untread the fleps of damned flight.
of glory. Richard IL
But tread the stranger patbs of banishment. Richard HI.
Go, tread the parb that thou shalt ne'er return
Where is the horse, that doth untread again
That he did pace them first ?
Whilft, like a puft and careless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads.
Dear amity and everlasting love.
Sal. May this be possible ! may this be true!
Melun, Have I not hideous death within my view ?
conscience to confess all this.
think the remnant of my thoughts
For I do see the cruel pangs of death
[Exeunt, leading off Melun. SCENE changes to a different part of the
Enter Lewis, and his Train. Lew. T Bet staid, and made the
weltern welkin bluf;
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. The Count Melun is flain; the English Lords
Lewis. Ah foul, shrewd, news! Befhrew thy very heart,
Mes. Who ever spoke it, it is true, my Lord.
Lew.Well; keep good quarter,and good care to-night; . The day shall not be up so soon as I, To try the fair adventure of to-morrow.. [Exeunt.
SCENE, an open Place in the Neighbourhood
of Swinstead Abbey. Enter Faulconbridge, and Hubert, severally. Hu. Ho's therei speak, ho! speak quickly,or I shoot. Faule A friend. What
Hub. What's that to thee?
Paulc. Hubert, I think.
Hub. Thou hast a perfe& thought: I will upon all hazards well believe Thou art my friend, that know'it my tongue so well: Who art thou ?
Fault. Who thou wilt ? and, if thou please, Thou may'st be-friend me so much, as to think, I come one way of the Plantagenets!
Hub.Unkind remembrance! thou and eyeless night (30), Have done me shame ; brave foldier, pardon me, That any accent, breaking from thy tongue, Should 'scape the true acquaintance of mine çar.
Faulc. Come, come; sans complement; what news abroad?:
Hub. Why here walk i, in the black brow of night, To find you out.
Faulo. Brief then : and what's the news !
Hub. O my sweet Sir, news fitting to the night;. Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.
Faul. Shew me the very wound of this ill news, I am no woman, I'll not swoon at it.
Hub. The King, I fear, is, poison'd by a Monk: (30) Urkind remembrance; thou and endless night.
Have done me nume : 1 Why, erdless night? Huberi means no more, than that one dulness of his recollection, and the darkness of the night, had disgraced him in his not knowing Faulconbridge by the tone of his voice. Our Author certainly wrote, eye lefs. Mr. Warburton likewise.concurr'd in starting this emendation.