Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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K. Iohn. What art thou?
Robert. Robert.
Robert. The son and heire to that same Faulconbridge.
K. Iohn. K. Iohn.
K. Iohn. Is that the elder, and art thou the heyre?
K. Iohn. You came not of one mother then it seemes.
Philip. Philip.
Philip. Most certain of one mother, mighty King,
Philip. That is well knowne, and as I thinke one father:
Philip. But for the certaine knowledge of that truth,
Philip. I put you o're to heauen, and to my mother;
Philip. Of that I doubt, as all mens children may.
Eli. Eli.
Eli. Out on thee rude man, yu dost shame thy mother,
Eli. And wound her honor with this diffidence.
Phil. Phil.
Phil. I Madame? No, I haue no reason for it,
Phil. That is my brothers plea, and none of mine,
Phil. The which if he can proue, a pops me out,
Phil. At least from faire fiue hundred pound a yeere: