William Shakespeare (1564–1616). The Oxford Shakespeare. 1914.
Act III. Scene II.The Life and Death of King John
The Same.Plains near Angiers.
Alarums; excursions.Enter the B
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.
Enter K
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.