King John by William Shakespeare
Act 5 - Scene 5
The French camp.
Lewis : The sun of heaven methought was loath to set,
[p]But stay'd and made
the western welkin blush,
[p]When English measure backward their own
ground
[p]In faint retire. O, bravely came we off,
[p]When with a
volley of our needless shot,
[p]After such bloody toil, we bid good
night;
[p]And wound our tattering colours clearly up,
[p]Last in the
field, and almost lords of it!
Messenger : Where is my prince, the Dauphin?
Lewis : Here: what news?
Messenger : The Count Melun is slain; the English lords
[p]By his persuasion are
again fall'n off,
[p]And your supply, which you have wish'd so
long,
[p]Are cast away and sunk on Goodwin Sands.
Lewis : Ah, foul shrewd news! beshrew thy very heart!
[p]I did not think to be
so sad to-night
[p]As this hath made me. Who was he that said
[p]King
John did fly an hour or two before
[p]The stumbling night did part our
weary powers?
Messenger : Whoever spoke it, it is true, my lord.
Lewis : Well; keep good quarter and good care to-night:
[p]The day shall not
be up so soon as I,
[p]To try the fair adventure of to-morrow.
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