Edward III
Act IV, Scene 5
Poitou. Fields near Poitiers. The French camp.
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Enter King John and Charles.
John de Valois, King of France
1 - 8
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A sudden darkness hath defaced the sky,
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The winds are crept into their caves for fear,
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The leaves move not, the world is hushed and still,
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The birds cease singing, and the wandering brooks
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Murmur no wonted greeting to their shores;
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Silence attends some wonder and expecteth
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That heaven should pronounce some prophecy:
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Where, or from whom, proceeds this silence, Charles?
Charles
9 - 13
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Our men, with open mouths and staring eyes,
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Look on each other, as they did attend
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Each other’s words, and yet no creature speaks;
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A tongue-tied fear hath made a midnight hour,
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And speeches sleep through all the waking regions.
John de Valois, King of France
14 - 19
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But now the pompous sun, in all his pride,
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Looked through his golden coach upon the world,
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And, on a sudden, hath he hid himself,
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That now the under earth is as a grave,
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Dark, deadly, silent, and uncomfortable.
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A clamor of ravens.
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Hark, what a deadly outcry do I hear?
Charles
20
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Here comes my brother Philip.
John de Valois, King of France
21 - 22
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All dismayed:
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Enter Philip.
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What fearful words are those thy looks presage?
Philip
23
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A flight, a flight!
John de Valois, King of France
24
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Coward, what flight? Thou liest, there needs no flight.
John de Valois, King of France
26 - 29
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Awake thy craven powers, and tell on
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The substance of that very fear indeed,
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Which is so ghastly printed in thy face:
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What is the matter?
Philip
30 - 40
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A flight of ugly ravens
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Do croak and hover o’er our soldiers’ heads,
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And keep in triangles and cornered squares,
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Right as our forces are embattled;
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With their approach there came this sudden fog,
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Which now hath hid the airy floor of heaven
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And made at noon a night unnatural
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Upon the quaking and dismayed world:
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In brief, our soldiers have let fall their arms,
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And stand like metamorphosed images,
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Bloodless and pale, one gazing on another.
John de Valois, King of France
41 - 57
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Aye, now I call to mind the prophecy,
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But I must give no entrance to a fear.—
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Return, and hearten up these yielding souls:
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Tell them, the ravens, seeing them in arms,
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So many fair against a famished few,
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Come but to dine upon their handy work
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And prey upon the carrion that they kill:
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For when we see a horse laid down to die,
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Although he be not dead, the ravenous birds
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Sit watching the departure of his life;
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Even so these ravens for the carcasses
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Of those poor English, that are marked to die,
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Hover about, and, if they cry to us,
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’Tis but for meat that we must kill for them.
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Away, and comfort up my soldiers,
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And sound the trumpets, and at once dispatch
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This little business of a silly fraud.
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Another noise. Salisbury brought in by the Second French
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Captain.
Second French Captain
58 - 62
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Behold, my liege, this knight and forty mo,
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Of whom the better part are slain and fled,
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With all endeavor sought to break our ranks,
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And make their way to the encompassed prince:
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Dispose of him as please your majesty.
John de Valois, King of France
63 - 66
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Go, and the next bough, soldier, that thou seest,
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Disgrace it with his body presently;
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For I do hold a tree in France too good
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To be the gallows of an English thief.
Earl of Salisbury
67 - 68
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My lord of Normandy, I have your pass
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And warrant for my safety through this land.
Charles
69
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Villiers procured it for thee, did he not?
Earl of Salisbury
70
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He did.
Charles
71
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And it is current; thou shalt freely pass.
John de Valois, King of France
72 - 74
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Aye, freely to the gallows to be hanged,
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Without denial or impediment.
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Away with him!
Charles
75 - 81
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I hope your highness will not so disgrace me,
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And dash the virtue of my seal at arms:
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He hath my never broken name to shew,
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Charactered with this princely hand of mine:
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And rather let me leave to be a prince
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Than break the stable verdict of a prince:
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I do beseech you, let him pass in quiet.
John de Valois, King of France
82 - 93
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Thou and thy word lie both in my command:
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What canst thou promise that I cannot break?
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Which of these twain is greater infamy,
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To disobey thy father or thyself?
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Thy word, nor no mans, may exceed his power;
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Nor that same man doth never break his word,
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That keeps it to the utmost of his power.
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The breach of faith dwells in the soul’s consent:
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Which if thyself without consent do break,
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Thou art not charged with the breach of faith.
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Go, hang him: for thy license lies in me,
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And my constraint stands the excuse for thee.
Charles
94 - 104
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What, am I not a soldier in my word?
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Then, arms, adieu, and let them fight that list!
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Shall I not give my girdle from my waste,
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But with a guardian I shall be controlled,
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To say I may not give my things away?
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Upon my soul, had Edward, prince of Wales,
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Engaged his word, writ down his noble hand
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For all your knights to pass his father’s land,
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The royal king, to grace his warlike son,
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Would not alone safe conduct give to them,
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But with all bounty feasted them and theirs.
John de Valois, King of France
105 - 106
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Dwell’st thou on precedents? Then be it so!
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Say, Englishman, of what degree thou art.
Earl of Salisbury
107 - 108
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An Earl in England, though a prisoner here,
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And those that know me, call me Salisbury.
John de Valois, King of France
109
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Then, Salisbury, say whether thou art bound.
Earl of Salisbury
110
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To Callice, where my liege, King Edward, is.
John de Valois, King of France
111 - 128
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To Callice, Salisbury? Then, to Callice pack,
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And bid the king prepare a noble grave,
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To put his princely son, black Edward, in.
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And as thou travelst westward from this place,
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Some two leagues hence there is a lofty hill,
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Whose top seems topless, for the embracing sky
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Doth hide his high head in her azure bosom;
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Upon whose tall top when thy foot attains,
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Look back upon the humble vale beneath—
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Humble of late, but now made proud with arms—
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And thence behold the wretched prince of Wales,
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Hooped with a bond of iron round about.
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After which sight, to Callice spur amain,
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And say, the prince was smothered and not slain:
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And tell the king this is not all his ill;
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For I will greet him, ere he thinks I will.
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Away, be gone; the smoke but of our shot
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Will choke our foes, though bullets hit them not.