KING JOHN
PRINCE HENRY,
his son
ARTHUR,
DUKE OF BRITAINE,
son of Geffrey,
late Duke of Britaine,
the elder brother
of King John
EARL OF PEMBROKE
EARL OF ESSEX
EARL OF SALISBURY
LORD BIGOT
HUBERT DE BURGH
ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE,
son to Sir Robert Faulconbridge
PHILIP THE BASTARD,
his half-brother
JAMES GURNEY,
servant to Lady Faulconbridge
PETER OF POMFRET,
a prophet
KING PHILIP OF FRANCE
LEWIS,
the Dauphin
LYMOGES,
Duke of Austria
CARDINAL PANDULPH,
the Pope's legate
MELUN,
a French lord
CHATILLON,
ambassador from France
to King John
QUEEN ELINOR,
widow of King Henry II
and mother
to King John
CONSTANCE,
Mother to Arthur
BLANCH OF SPAIN,
daughter to the King
of Castile
and niece
to King John
LADY FAULCONBRIDGE,
widow of Sir Robert Faulconbridge
Lords,
Citizens of Angiers,
Sheriff,
Heralds,
Officers,
Soldiers,
Executioners,
Messengers,
Attendants
SCENE:
England and France
ACT I. SCENE 1
KING JOHN's palace
Enter KING JOHN,
QUEEN ELINOR,
PEMBROKE,
ESSEX,
SALISBURY,
and others,
with CHATILLON
KING JOHN.
Now,
say,
Chatillon,
what would France with us?
CHATILLON.
Thus,
after greeting,
speaks the King of France
In my behaviour
to the majesty,
The borrowed majesty,
of England here.
ELINOR.
A strange beginning-
'borrowed majesty'!
KING JOHN.
Silence,
good mother;
hear the embassy.
CHATILLON.
Philip of France,
in right
and true behalf Of thy
deceased brother Geffrey's son,
Arthur Plantagenet,
lays most lawful claim
To this fair island
and the territories,
To Ireland,
Poictiers,
Anjou,
Touraine,
Maine,
Desiring thee
to lay aside the sword
Which sways usurpingly these
several titles,
And put the same
into young Arthur's hand,
Thy nephew
and right royal sovereign.
KING JOHN.
What follows
if we disallow of this?
CHATILLON.
The proud control of fierce
and bloody war,
To enforce
these rights so forcibly withheld.
KING JOHN.
Here have
we war for war,
and blood for blood,
Controlment for controlment-
so answer France.
CHATILLON.
Then take my king's defiance
from my mouth-
The farthest limit
of my embassy.
KING JOHN.
Bear mine to him,
and so depart in peace;
Be thou
as lightning
in the eyes of France;
For ere
thou canst report I
will be there,
The thunder of my cannon
shall be heard.
So hence!
Be thou the trumpet
of our wrath