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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