Reading The life and death of King Iohn — William Shakespeare

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Iohn.

Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so yet,

But thou shalt haue: and creepe time nere so slow,

Yet it shall come, for me to doe thee good.

I had a thing to say, but let it goe:

The Sunne is in the heauen, and the proud day,

Attended with the pleasures of the world,

Is all too wanton, and too full of gawdes

To giue me audience: If the mid‑night bell

Did with his yron tongue, and brazen mouth

Sound on into the drowzie race of night:

If this same were a Church‑yard where we stand,

And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs:

Or if that surly spirit melancholy

Had bak'd thy bloud, and made it heauy, thicke,

Which else runnes tickling vp and downe the veines,

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