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  • Title: The Troublesome Reign of King John ((Quarto, 1581))
  • Editor: Karen Oberer

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    The Troublesome Reign of King John ((Quarto, 1581))

    of King Iohn.
    2735Why liue I not, life hates so sad a prize.
    I sue to both to be retaynd of either,
    But both are deafe, I can be heard of neither.
    Nor death nor life, yet life and neare the neere,
    Ymixt with death biding I wot not where.
    2740Philip. How fares my Lord that he is caryed thus,
    Not all the aukward fortunes yet befalne,
    Made such impression of lament in me.
    Nor euer did my eye attaynt my heart
    With any obiect mouing more remorse,
    2745Than now beholding of a mighty King,
    Borne by his Lords in such distressed state.
    Iohn What news with thee, if bad, report if straite:
    If good, be mute, it doth but flatter me.
    Phillip Such as it is, and heauie though it be
    2750To glut the world with tragick elegies,
    Once will I breath to agrauate the rest,
    Another moane to make the measure full.
    The brauest bowman had not yet sent forth
    Two arrowes from the quiuer at his side,
    2755But that a rumor went throughout our Campe,
    That Iohn was fled, the King had left the field.
    At last the rumor scald these eares of mine,
    Who rather chose as sacrifice for Mars,
    Than ignominious scandall by retyre.
    2760I cheerd the troupes as did the Prince of Troy
    His weery followers gainst the Mirmidons,
    Crying alowde S. George, the day is ours.
    But feare had captiuated courage quite,
    And like the Lamb before the greedie Wolfe,
    2765So hartlesse fled our warmen from the feeld.
    Short tale to make, my selfe amongst the rest,
    Was faine to flie before the eager foe.
    By this time night had shadowed all the earth,
    With sable curteines of the blackest hue,
    2770And fenst vs from the fury of the French,
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