king john(约翰王)-第9节
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soul counts thee her creditor； And with advantage means to pay thy love；
And； my good friend； thy voluntary oath Lives in this bosom； dearly
cherished。 Give me thy hand。 I had a thing to say… But I will fit it with
some better time。 By heaven； Hubert； I am almost asham'd To say what
good respect I have of thee。 HUBERT。 I am much bounden to your
Majesty。 KING JOHN。 Good friend； thou hast no cause to say so yet； But
thou shalt have； and creep time ne'er so slow； Yet it shall come for me to
do thee good。 I had a thing to say…but let it go： The sun is in the heaven；
and the proud day； Attended with the pleasures of the world； Is all too
wanton and too full of gawds To give me audience。 If the midnight bell
Did with his iron tongue and brazen mouth Sound on into the drowsy race
of night； If this same were a churchyard where we stand； And thou
possessed with a thousand wrongs； Or if that surly spirit； melancholy； Had
bak'd thy blood and made it heavy…thick； Which else runs tickling up and
down the veins； Making that idiot； laughter； keep men's eyes And strain
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their cheeks to idle merriment； A passion hateful to my purposes； Or if that
thou couldst see me without eyes； Hear me without thine cars； and make
reply Without a tongue； using conceit alone； Without eyes； ears； and
harmful sound of words… Then； in despite of brooded watchful day； I
would into thy bosom pour my thoughts。 But； ah； I will not！ Yet I love thee
well； And； by my troth； I think thou lov'st me well。 HUBERT。 So well that
what you bid me undertake； Though that my death were adjunct to my act；
By heaven； I would do it。 KING JOHN。 Do not I know thou wouldst？
Good Hubert； Hubert； Hubert； throw thine eye On yon young boy。 I'll tell
thee what； my friend； He is a very serpent in my way； And wheresoe'er
this foot of mine doth tread； He lies before me。 Dost thou understand me？
Thou art his keeper。 HUBERT。 And I'll keep him so That he shall not
offend your Majesty。 KING JOHN。 Death。 HUBERT。 My lord？ KING
JOHN。 A grave。 HUBERT。 He shall not live。 KING JOHN。 Enough！ I
could be merry now。 Hubert； I love thee。 Well； I'll not say what I intend for
thee。 Remember。 Madam； fare you well； I'll send those powers o'er to your
Majesty。 ELINOR。 My blessing go with thee！ KING JOHN。 ＇To ARTHUR＇
For England； cousin； go； Hubert shall be your man； attend on you With all
true duty。 On toward Calais； ho！ Exeunt
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SCENE 4。
France。 The FRENCH KING's camp
Enter KING PHILIP； LEWIS； PANDULPH； and attendants
KING PHILIP。 So by a roaring tempest on the flood A whole armado
of convicted sail Is scattered and disjoin'd from fellowship。 PANDULPH。
Courage and comfort！ All shall yet go well。 KING PHILIP。 What can go
well； when we have run so ill。 Are we not beaten？ Is not Angiers lost？
Arthur ta'en prisoner？ Divers dear friends slain？ And bloody England into
England gone； O'erbearing interruption； spite of France？ LEWIS。 he hath
won； that hath he fortified； So hot a speed with such advice dispos'd； Such
temperate order in so fierce a cause； Doth want example； who hath read or
heard Of any kindred action like to this？ KING PHILIP。 Well could I bear
that England had this praise； So we could find some pattern of our shame。
Enter CONSTANCE
Look who comes here！ a grave unto a soul； Holding th' eternal spirit；
against her will； In the vile prison of afflicted breath。 I prithee； lady； go
away with me。 CONSTANCE。 Lo now！ now see the issue of your peace！
KING PHILIP。 Patience； good lady！ Comfort； gentle Constance！
CONSTANCE。 No； I defy all counsel； all redress； But that which ends all
counsel； true redress… Death； death； O amiable lovely death！ Thou
odoriferous stench！ sound rottenness！ Arise forth from the couch of lasting
night； Thou hate and terror to prosperity； And I will kiss thy detestable
bones； And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows； And ring these fingers
with thy household worms； And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust；
And be a carrion monster like thyself。 Come； grin on me； and I will think
thou smil'st； And buss thee as thy wife。 Misery's love； O； come to me！
KING PHILIP。 O fair affliction； peace！ CONSTANCE。 No； no； I will not；
having breath to cry。 O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth！ Then
with a passion would I shake the world； And rouse from sleep that fell
anatomy Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice； Which scorns a modern
invocation。 PANDULPH。 Lady； you utter madness and not sorrow。
CONSTANCE。 Thou art not holy to belie me so。 I am not mad： this hair I
tear is mine； My name is Constance； I was Geffrey's wife； Young Arthur is
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my son； and he is lost。 I am not mad…I would to heaven I were！ For then
'tis like I should forget myself。 O； if I could； what grief should I forget！
Preach some philosophy to make me mad； And thou shalt be canoniz'd；
Cardinal； For； being not mad； but sensible of grief； My reasonable part
produces reason How I may be deliver'd of these woes； And teaches me to
kill or hang myself。 If I were mad I should forget my son； Or madly think
a babe of clouts were he。 I am not mad； too well； too well I feel The
different plague of each calamity。 KING PHILIP。 Bind up those tresses。 O；
what love I note In the fair multitude of those her hairs！ Where but by a
chance a silver drop hath fall'n； Even to that drop ten thousand wiry
friends Do glue themselves in sociable grief； Like true； inseparable；
faithful loves； Sticking together in calamity。 CONSTANCE。 To England； if
you will。 KING PHILIP。 Bind up your hairs。 CONSTANCE。 Yes； that I
will； and wherefore will I do it？ I tore them from their bonds； and cried
aloud 'O that these hands could so redeem my son； As they have given
these hairs their liberty！' But now I envy at their liberty； And will again
commit them to their bonds； Because my poor child is a prisoner。 And；
father Cardinal； I have heard you say That we shall see and know our
friends in heaven； If that be true； I shall see my boy again； For since the
birth of Cain； the first male child； To him that did but yesterday suspire；
There was not such a gracious creature born。 But now will canker sorrow
eat my bud And chase the native beauty from his cheek； And he will look
as hollow as a ghost； As dim and meagre as an ague's fit； And so he'll die；
and； rising so again； When I shall meet him in the court of heaven I shall
not know him。 Therefore never； never Must I behold my pretty Arthur
more。 PANDULPH。 You hold too heinous a respect of grief。
CONSTANCE。 He talks to me that never had a son。 KING PHILIP。 You
are as fond of grief as of your child。 CONSTANCE。 Grief fills the room
up of my absent child； Lies in his bed； walks up and down with me； Puts
on his pretty looks； repeats his words； Remembers me of all his gracious
parts； Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form； Then have I reason to
be fond of grief。 Fare you well； had you such a loss as I； I could give
better comfort than you do。 I will not keep this form upon my head；
＇Tearing her hair＇ When there is such disorder in my wit。 O Lord！ my boy；
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my Arthur； my fair son！ My life； my joy； my food； my ail the world！ My
widow…comfort； and my sorrows' cure！ Exit KING PHILIP。 I fear some
outrage； and I'll follow her。 Exit LEWIS。 There's nothing in this world can
make me joy。 Life is as tedious as a twice…told tale Vexing the dull ear of a
drowsy man； And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste； That it
yields nought but shame an
