Act III · Scene II
The same. Plains near Angiers.
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Alarums, excursions. Enter the BASTARD, with AUSTRIA'S head
BASTARD
Now, by my life, this day grows wondrous hot;Some airy devil hovers in the skyAnd pours down mischief. Austria's head lie there,While Philip breathes.
Enter KING JOHN, ARTHUR, and HUBERT
KING JOHN
Hubert, keep this boy. Philip, make up:My mother is assailed in our tent,And ta'en, I fear.
BASTARD
My lord, I rescued her;Her highness is in safety, fear you not:But on, my liege; for very little painsWill bring this labour to an happy end.
Exeunt