Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Phil. Heauen guard my mothers honor, and my Land.
K. Iohn. K. Iohn.
K. Iohn. A good blunt fellow: why being younger born
K. Iohn. Doth he lay claime to thine inheritance?
Phi. Phi.
Phi. I know not why, except to get the land:
Phi. But once he slanderd me with bastardy:
Phi. But where I be as true begot or no,
Phi. That still I lay vpon my mothers head,
Phi. But that I am as well begot my Liege
Phi. (Faire fall the bones that tooke the paines for me)
Phi. Compare our faces, and be Iudge your selfe
Phi. If old Sir Robert did beget us both,
Phi. And were our father, and this sonne like him:
Phi. O old sir Robert Father, on my knee
Phi. I giue heauen thankes I was not like to thee.
K. Iohn. Why what a mad‑cap hath heauen lent vs here?
Elen. Elen.
Elen. He hath a tricke of Cordilions face,