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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))

    The troublesome Raigne
    As Io from the iealous Iunos eye, -- renumber from here
    When in the morning our troupes did gather head,
    Passing the washes with our carriages,
    The impartiall tyde deadly and inexorable,
    2775Came raging in with billowes threatning death,
    And swallowed vp the most of all our men,
    My selfe vpon a Galloway right frée, well pacde,
    Out stript the flouds that followed waue by waue,
    I so escapt to tell this tragick tale.
    2780Iohn Griefe vpon griefe, yet none so great a griefe,
    To end this life, and thereby rid my griefe.
    Was euer any so infortunate,
    The right Idea of a curssed man,
    As I, poore I, a triumph for despight,
    2785My feuer growes, what ague shakes me so?
    How farre to Swinsteed, tell me do you know,
    Present vnto the Abbot word of my repaire.
    My sicknesse rages, to tirannize vpon me,
    I cannot liue vnlesse this feuer leaue me.
    2790Phillip. Good cheare my Lord, the Abbey is at hand,
    Behold my Lord the Churchmen come to meete you.
    Enter the Abbot, and certayne Monks.
    Abbot All health & happines to our soueraigne Lord the (King,
    Iohn Nor health nor happines hath Iohn at all.
    2795Say Abbot am I welcome to thy house.
    Abbot Such welcome as out Abbey can affoord,
    Your Maiesty shalbe assured of.
    Phillip The King thou seest is weake and very faint,
    What victuals hast thou to refresh his Grace.
    2800Abbot Good store my Lord, of that you neede not feare,
    For Lincolneshire, and these our Abbey grounds
    Were neuer fatter, nor in better plight.
    Iohn Phillip, thou neuer needst to doubt of cates,
    Nor King nor Lord is seated halfe so well,
    2805As are the Abbeys throughout all the land,
    If any plot of ground do passe another,
    The