_K. John._ Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so yet,[344] 30 But thou shalt have; and creep time ne'er so slow, Yet it shall come for me to do thee good. I had a thing to say, but let it go: The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day, Attended with the pleasures of the world, 35 Is all too wanton and too full of gawds[345] To give me audience: if the midnight bell Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth,[346] Sound on into the drowsy race of night;[346][347] If this same were a churchyard where we stand, 40 And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs, Or if that surly spirit, melancholy, Had baked thy blood and made it heavy-thick,[348] Which else runs tickling up and down the veins,[349] Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes[350] 45 And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, A passion hateful to my purposes, Or if that thou couldst see me without eyes, Hear me without thine ears, and make reply Without a tongue, using conceit alone, 50 Without eyes, ears and harmful sound of words; Then, in despite of brooded watchful day,[351] I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts: But, ah, I will not! yet I love thee well; And, by my troth, I think thou lovest me well. 55 _Hub._ So well, that what you bid me undertake, Though that my death were adjunct to my act, By heaven, I would do it.[352] _K. John._ Do not I know thou wouldst? Good Hubert, Hubert, Hubert, throw thine eye On yon young boy: I'll tell thee what, my friend, 60 He is a very serpent in my way; And wheresoe'er this foot of mine doth tread, He lies before me: dost thou understand me? Thou art his keeper. _Hub._ And I'll keep him so, That he shall not offend your majesty.[353] _K. John._ Death.[65] 65 _Hub._ My lord?[354] _K. John._ A grave. _Hub._ He shall not live. _K. John._ Enough. I could be merry now. Hubert, I love thee; Well, I'll not say what I intend for thee: Remember. Madam, fare you well:[355] I'll send those powers o'er to your majesty. 70 _Eli._ My blessing go with thee! _K. John._ For England, cousin, go:[356] Hubert shall be your man, attend on you[357] With all true duty. On toward Calais, ho! [_Exeunt._ SCENE IV. _The same. The_ FRENCH KING'S _tent_. _Enter_ KING PHILIP, LEWIS, PANDULPH, _and_ Attendants.[358] _K. Phi._ So, by a roaring tempest on the flood, A whole armado of convicted sail[359] Is scattered and disjoin'd from fellowship.[360]