To dispossess that child which is not his? Bast. Of no more force to dispossess me, sir, Than was his will to get me, as I think. Eli. Whether hadst thou rather be a Faul- And like thy brother, to enjoy thy land, Lord of thy presence and no land beside? 140 Bast. Madam, an if my brother had my shape, And, to his shape, were heir to all this land, *Robert. Eli. I like thee well: wilt thou forsake thy fortune, Bequeath thy land to him and follow me? I am a soldier and now bound to France. 150 Bast. Brother, take you my land, I'll take Your face hath got five hundred pound a year, Eli. Nay, I would have you go before me Bast. Our country manners give our betters way. K. John. What is thy name? Bast. Philip, my liege, so is my name begun; whose form thou bear'st: Kneel thou down Philip, but rise more great, 160 Bast. Brother by the mother's side, give me My father gave me honour, yours gave land. 28775 When I was got, Sir Robert was away! Bast. Madam, by chance but not by truth; what though? Something about, a little from the right, In at the window, or else o'er the hatch: Who dares not stir by day must walk by night, And have is have, however men do catch: Near or far off, well won is still well shot, And I am I, howe'er I was begot. 170 K. John. Go, Faulconbridge: now hast thou thy desire; A landless knight makes thee a landed squire. Come, madam, and come, Richard, we must speed For France, for France, for it is more than need. Bast. Brother, adieu: good fortune come to thee! 180 For thou wast got i' the way of honesty. A foot of honour better than I was; 'Good den,* Sir Richard!'-'God-a-mercy, fel*Good-evening. low!' +Respectful. 190 And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; Chosen. 201 The Pyrenean and the river Po, It draws toward supper in conclusion so. And fits the mounting spirit like myself, For it shall strew the footsteps of my rising. Enter LADY FAULCONBRIDge and James O me! it is my mother. How now, good lady! 210 221 Lady F. Where is that slave, thy brother? where is he, That holds in chase mine honour up and down? Bast. My brother Robert? old Sir Robert's son? Colbrand the giant, that same mighty man? Lady F. Sir Robert's son! Ay, thou unreverend boy, Sir Robert's son: why scorn'st thou at Sir Robert? He is Sir Robert's son, and so art thou. Bast. James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave awhile? Gur. Good leave, good Philip. Bast. 230 Philip! sparrow: James, There's toys* abroad: anon I'll tell thee more. *Idle reports. [Exit Gurney. Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's son: Sir Robert might have eat his part in me Upon Good-Friday and ne'er broke his fast: Sir Robert could do well: marry, to confess, Could he get me? Sir Robert could not do it: honour? 240 What means this scorn, thou most untoward knave? Bast. Knight, knight, good mother, Basiliscolike. What! I am dubb'd! I have it on my shoulder. I have disclaim'd Sir Robert and my land; Then, good my mother, let me know my father; Bast. As faithfully as I deny the devil. 251 Lady F. King Richard Coeur-de-lion was thy father: 260 By long and vehement suit I was seduced *Disposal. And they shall say, when Richard me begot, If thou hadst said him nay, it had been sin: Who says it was, he lies; I say 'twas not. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. France. Before Angiers. Enter AUSTRIA and forces, drums, etc. on one side: on the other KING PHILIP of France and his power; LEWIS, ARTHUR, CONSTANCE and attendants. Lew. Before Angiers well met, brave Austria. At our importance* hither is he come, *Importunity. Of thy unnatural uncle, English John: ΙΟ Embrace him, love him, give him welcome hither. Arth. God shall forgive you Cœur-de-lion's death The rather that you give his offspring life, Lew. A noble boy! Who would not do thee right? 20 Aust. Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss, As seal to this indenture of my love, That to my home I will no more return, Till Angiers and the right thou hast in France, Together with that pale, that white-faced shore, Whose foot spurns back the ocean's roaring tides, And coops from other lands her islanders, Even till that England, hedged in with the main, That water-walled bulwark, still secure And confident from foreign purposes, Even till that utmost corner of the west |