king john(约翰王)-第13节
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KING JOHN
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SCENE 3。
England。 Before the castle
Enter ARTHUR； on the walls
ARTHUR。 The wall is high； and yet will I leap down。 Good ground；
be pitiful and hurt me not！ There's few or none do know me； if they did；
This ship…boy's semblance hath disguis'd me quite。 I am afraid； and yet I'll
venture it。 If I get down and do not break my limbs； I'll find a thousand
shifts to get away。 As good to die and go； as die and stay。 ＇Leaps down＇ O
me！ my uncle's spirit is in these stones。 Heaven take my soul； and England
keep my bones！ ＇Dies＇
Enter PEMBROKE； SALISBURY； and BIGOT
SALISBURY。 Lords； I will meet him at Saint Edmundsbury； It is our
safety； and we must embrace This gentle offer of the perilous time。
PEMBROKE。 Who brought that letter from the Cardinal？ SALISBURY。
The Count Melun； a noble lord of France； Whose private with me of the
Dauphin's love Is much more general than these lines import。 BIGOT。 To…
morrow morning let us meet him then。 SALISBURY。 Or rather then set
forward； for 'twill be Two long days' journey； lords； or ere we meet。
Enter the BASTARD
BASTARD。 Once more to…day well met； distemper'd lords！ The King
by me requests your presence straight。 SALISBURY。 The King hath
dispossess'd himself of us。 We will not line his thin bestained cloak With
our pure honours； nor attend the foot That leaves the print of blood
where'er it walks。 Return and tell him so。 We know the worst。 BASTARD。
Whate'er you think； good words； I think； were best。 SALISBURY。 Our
griefs； and not our manners； reason now。 BASTARD。 But there is little
reason in your grief； Therefore 'twere reason you had manners now。
PEMBROKE。 Sir； sir； impatience hath his privilege。 BASTARD。 'Tis true…
to hurt his master； no man else。 SALISBURY。 This is the prison。 What is
he lies here？ PEMBROKE。 O death； made proud with pure and princely
beauty！ The earth had not a hole to hide this deed。 SALISBURY。 Murder；
as hating what himself hath done； Doth lay it open to urge on revenge。
BIGOT。 Or； when he doom'd this beauty to a grave； Found it too precious…
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princely for a grave。 SALISBURY。 Sir Richard； what think you？ Have you
beheld； Or have you read or heard； or could you think？ Or do you almost
think； although you see； That you do see？ Could thought； without this
object； Form such another？ This is the very top； The height； the crest； or
crest unto the crest； Of murder's arms； this is the bloodiest shame； The
wildest savagery； the vilest stroke； That ever wall…ey'd wrath or staring
rage Presented to the tears of soft remorse。 PEMBROKE。 All murders past
do stand excus'd in this； And this； so sole and so unmatchable； Shall give a
holiness； a purity； To the yet unbegotten sin of times； And prove a deadly
bloodshed but a jest； Exampled by this heinous spectacle。 BASTARD。 It is
a damned and a bloody work； The graceless action of a heavy hand； If that
it be the work of any hand。 SALISBURY。 If that it be the work of any
hand！ We had a kind of light what would ensue。 It is the shameful work of
Hubert's hand； The practice and the purpose of the King； From whose
obedience I forbid my soul Kneeling before this ruin of sweet life； And
breathing to his breathless excellence The incense of a vow； a holy vow；
Never to taste the pleasures of the world； Never to be infected with delight；
Nor conversant with ease and idleness； Till I have set a glory to this hand
By giving it the worship of revenge。 PEMBROKE。 and BIGOT。 Our souls
religiously confirm thy words。
Enter HUBERT
HUBERT。 Lords； I am hot with haste in seeking you。 Arthur doth live；
the King hath sent for you。 SALISBURY。 O； he is bold； and blushes not at
death！ Avaunt； thou hateful villain； get thee gone！ HUBERT。 I am no
villain。 SALISBURY。 Must I rob the law？ ＇Drawing his sword＇
BASTARD。 Your sword is bright； sir； put it up again。 SALISBURY。 Not
till I sheathe it in a murderer's skin。 HUBERT。 Stand back； Lord Salisbury；
stand back； I say； By heaven； I think my sword's as sharp as yours。 I
would not have you； lord； forget yourself； Nor tempt the danger of my true
defence； Lest I； by marking of your rage； forget Your worth； your
greatness and nobility。 BIGOT。 Out； dunghill！ Dar'st thou brave a
nobleman？ HUBERT。 Not for my life； but yet I dare defend My innocent
life against an emperor。 SALISBURY。 Thou art a murderer。 HUBERT。 Do
not prove me so。 Yet I am none。 Whose tongue soe'er speaks false； Not
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truly speaks； who speaks not truly； lies。 PEMBROKE。 Cut him to pieces。
BASTARD。 Keep the peace； I say。 SALISBURY。 Stand by； or I shall gall
you； Faulconbridge。 BASTARD。 Thou wert better gall the devil； Salisbury。
If thou but frown on me； or stir thy foot； Or teach thy hasty spleen to do
me shame； I'll strike thee dead。 Put up thy sword betime； Or I'll so maul
you and your toasting…iron That you shall think the devil is come from hell。
BIGOT。 What wilt thou do； renowned Faulconbridge？ Second a villain
and a murderer？ HUBERT。 Lord Bigot； I am none。 BIGOT。 Who kill'd this
prince？ HUBERT。 'Tis not an hour since I left him well。 I honour'd him； I
lov'd him； and will weep My date of life out for his sweet life's loss。
SALISBURY。 Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes； For villainy is
not without such rheum； And he； long traded in it； makes it seem Like
rivers of remorse and innocency。 Away with me； all you whose souls abhor
Th' uncleanly savours of a slaughter…house； For I am stifled with this smell
of sin。 BIGOT。 Away toward Bury； to the Dauphin there！ PEMBROKE。
There tell the King he may inquire us out。 Exeunt LORDS BASTARD。
Here's a good world！ Knew you of this fair work？ Beyond the infinite and
boundless reach Of mercy； if thou didst this deed of death； Art thou
damn'd； Hubert。 HUBERT。 Do but hear me； sir。 BASTARD。 Ha！ I'll tell
thee what： Thou'rt damn'd as black…nay； nothing is so black… Thou art more
deep damn'd than Prince Lucifer； There is not yet so ugly a fiend of hell
As thou shalt be； if thou didst kill this child。 HUBERT。 Upon my soul…
BASTARD。 If thou didst but consent To this most cruel act； do but despair；
And if thou want'st a cord； the smallest thread That ever spider twisted
from her womb Will serve to strangle thee； a rush will be a beam To hang
thee on； or wouldst thou drown thyself； Put but a little water in a spoon
And it shall be as all the ocean； Enough to stifle such a villain up I do
suspect thee very grievously。 HUBERT。 If I in act； consent； or sin of
thought； Be guilty of the stealing that sweet breath Which was embounded
in this beauteous clay； Let hell want pains enough to torture me！ I left him
well。 BASTARD。 Go； bear him in thine arms。 I am amaz'd； methinks； and
lose my way Among the thorns and dangers of this world。 How easy dost
thou take all England up！ From forth this morsel of dead royalty The life；
the right； and truth of all this realm Is fled to heaven； and England now is
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left To tug and scamble； and to part by th' teeth The unowed interest of
proud…swelling state。 Now for the bare…pick'd bone of majesty Doth
dogged war bristle his angry crest And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace；
Now powers from home and discontents at home Meet in one line； and
vast confusion waits； As doth a raven on a sick…fall'n beast； The imminent
decay of wrested pomp。 Now happy he whose cloak and cincture can Hold
out this tempest。 Bear away that child； And follow me with speed。 I'll to
the King； A thousand businesses are brief in hand； And heaven itself doth
frown upon the land。 Exeunt
