The Life and Death of King John The Same. Plains near Angiers.
The Same. Plains near Angiers. |
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Alarums; excursions. Enter the BASTARD, with the DUKE OF AUSTRIA'S head. |
| Bast. Now, by my life, this day grows wondrous hot; |
| Some airy devil hovers in the sky |
| And pours down mischief. Austria's head lie there, |
| While Philip breathes. |
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Enter KING JOHN, ARTHUR, and HUBERT. |
| K. John. Hubert, keep this boy. Philip, make up, |
| My mother is assailed in our tent, |
| And ta'en, I fear. |
| Bast. My lord, I rescu'd her; |
| Her highness is in safety, fear you not: |
| But on, my liege; for very little pains |
| Will bring this labour to a happy end. [Exeunt. |
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