Richard: sirra speake,
Germany, there with the Emperor
Faulconbridge,
Cordelion,
Robertshis like him,
France.
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<head rend="italic center">Actus Primus, Scæna Prima.</head>
<head type="supplied">[Act 1, Scene 1]</head>
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<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter King Iohn, Queene Elinor, Pembroke, Essex, and Sa
<lb/>lisbury, with the Chattylion of France.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">King Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1">
<c rend="decoratedCapital">N</c>Ow say<hi rend="italic">Chatillion</hi>, what would<hi rend="italic">France</hi>with vs?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-Cha">
<speaker rend="italic">Chat.</speaker>
<l n="2">Thus (after greeting) speakes the King
<lb/>of France,</l>
<l n="3">In my behauior to the Maiesty,</l>
<l n="4">The borrowed Maiesty of<hi rend="italic">England</hi>heere.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Elea.</speaker>
<l n="5">A strange beginning: borrowed Maiesty?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="6">Silenced (good mother) heare the Embassie.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-Cha">
<speaker rend="italic">Chat.</speaker>
<l n="7">
<hi rend="italic">Philip</hi>of<hi rend="italic">France</hi>, in right and true behalfe</l>
<l n="8">Of thy deceased brother,<hi rend="italic">Geffreyes</hi>sonne,</l>
<l n="9">
<hi rend="italic">Arthur Plantaginet</hi>, laies most lawfull claime</l>
<l n="10">To this faire Iland, and the Territories:</l>
<l n="11">To<hi rend="italic">Ireland, Poyctiers, Aniowe, Torayne, Maine</hi>,</l>
<l n="12">Desiring thee to lay aside the sword</l>
<l n="13">Which swaies vsurpingly these seuerall titles,</l>
<l n="14">And put the same into young<hi rend="italic">Arthurs</hi>hand,</l>
<l n="15">Thy Nephew, and right royall Soueraigne.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="16">What followes if we disallow of this?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-Cha">
<speaker rend="italic">Chat.</speaker>
<l n="17">The proud controle of fierce and bloudy warre,</l>
<l n="18">To inforce these rights, so forcibly with‑held,</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Io.</speaker>
<l n="19">Heere haue we war for war, & bloud for bloud,</l>
<l n="20">Controlement for controlement: so answer<hi rend="italic">France</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-Cha">
<speaker rend="italic">Chat.</speaker>
<l n="21">Then take my Kings defiance from my mouth,</l>
<l n="22">The farthest limit of my Embassie.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="23">Beare mine to him, and so depart in peace,</l>
<l n="24">Be thou as lightning in the eies of<hi rend="italic">France</hi>;</l>
<l n="25">For ere thou canst report, I will be there:</l>
<l n="26">The thunder of my Cannon shall be heard,</l>
<l n="27">So hence: be thou the trumpet of our wrath,</l>
<l n="28">And sullen presage of your owne decay:</l>
<l n="29">An honourable conduct let him haue,</l>
<l n="30">
<hi rend="italic">Pembroke</hi>looke too't: farewell<hi rend="italic">Chattillion</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit Chat. and Pem.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Ele.</speaker>
<l n="31">What now my sonne, haue I not euer said</l>
<l n="32">How that ambitious<hi rend="italic">Constance</hi>would not cease</l>
<l n="33">Till she had kindled<hi rend="italic">France</hi>and all the world,</l>
<l n="34">Vpon the right and party of her sonne.</l>
<l n="35">This might haue beene preuented, and made whole</l>
<l n="36">With very easie arguments of loue,</l>
<l n="37">Which now the mannage of two kingdomes must</l>
<l n="38">With fearefull bloudy issue arbitrate.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="39">Our strong possession, and our right for vs.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Eli.</speaker>
<l n="40">Your strong<choice>
<abbr>possessiō</abbr>
<expan>possession</expan>
</choice>much more then your right,</l>
<l n="41">Or else it must go wrong with you and me,</l>
<l n="42">So much my conscience whispers in your eare,</l>
<cb n="2"/>
<l n="43">Which none but heauen, and you, and I, shall heare.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter a Sheriffe.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-ess">
<speaker rend="italic">Essex.</speaker>
<l n="44">My Liege, here is the strangest controuersie</l>
<l n="45">Come from the Country to be iudg'd by you</l>
<l n="46">That ere I heard: shall I produce the men?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="47">Let them approach:</l>
<l n="48">Our Abbies and our Priories shall pay</l>
<l n="49">The expeditious charge<gap extent="1"
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</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Robert Faulconbridge, and Philip.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-fra">
<speaker rend="italic">Philip.</speaker>
<l n="50">Your faithfull subiect, I a gentleman,</l>
<l n="51">Borne in<hi rend="italic">Northamptonshire</hi>, and eldest sonne</l>
<l n="52">As I suppose, to<hi rend="italic">Robert Faulconbridge</hi>,</l>
<l n="53">A Souldier by the Honor‑giuing‑hand</l>
<l n="54">Of<hi rend="italic">Cordelion</hi>, Knighted in the field.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="55">What art thou?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fau">
<speaker rend="italic">Robert.</speaker>
<l n="56">The son and heire to that same<hi rend="italic">Faulconbridge</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="57">Is that the elder, and art thou the heyre?</l>
<l n="58">You came not of one mother then it seemes.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fra">
<speaker rend="italic">Philip.</speaker>
<l n="59">Most certain of one mother, mighty King,</l>
<l n="60">That is well knowne, and as I thinke one father:</l>
<l n="61">But for the certaine knowledge of that truth,</l>
<l n="62">I put you o're to heauen, and to my mother;</l>
<l n="63">Of that I doubt, as all mens children may.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Eli.</speaker>
<l n="64">Out on thee rude man, y<c rend="superscript">u</c>dost shame thy mother,</l>
<l n="65">And wound her honor with this diffidence.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fra">
<speaker rend="italic">Phil.</speaker>
<l n="66">I Madame? No, I haue no reason for it,</l>
<l n="67">That is my brothers plea, and none of mine,</l>
<l n="68">The which if he can proue, a pops me out,</l>
<l n="69">At least from faire fiue hundred pound a yeere:</l>
<l n="70">Heauen guard my mothers honor, and my Land.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="71">A good blunt fellow: why being younger born</l>
<l n="72">Doth he lay claime to thine inheritance?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fra">
<speaker rend="italic">Phi.</speaker>
<l n="73">I know not why, except to get the land:</l>
<l n="74">But once he slanderd me with bastardy:</l>
<l n="75">But where I be as true begot or no,</l>
<l n="76">That still I lay vpon my mothers head,</l>
<l n="77">But that I am as well begot my Liege</l>
<l n="78">(Faire fall the bones that tooke the paines for me)</l>
<l n="79">Compare our faces, and be Iudge your selfe</l>
<l n="80">If old Sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>did beget us both,</l>
<l n="81">And were our father, and this sonne like him:</l>
<l n="82">O old sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>Father, on my knee</l>
<l n="83">I giue heauen thankes I was not like to thee.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="84">Why what a mad‑cap hath heauen lent vs here?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Elen.</speaker>
<l n="85">He hath a tricke of<hi rend="italic">Cordilions</hi>face,</l>
<l n="86">The accent of his tongue affecteth him:</l>
<l n="87">Doe you not read some tokens of my sonne</l>
<l n="88">In the large composition of this man?</l>
</sp>
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<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="89">Mine eye hath well examined his parts,</l>
<l n="90">And findes them perfect<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>: sirra speake,</l>
<l n="91">What doth moue you to claime your brothers land.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fra">
<speaker rend="italic">Philip.</speaker>
<l n="92">Because he hath a half‑face like my father?</l>
<l n="93">With halfe that face would he haue all my land,</l>
<l n="94">A halfe‑fac'd groat, fiue hundred pound a yeere?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fau">
<speaker rend="italic">Rob.</speaker>
<l n="95">My gracious Liege, when that my father liv'd,</l>
<l n="96">Your brother did imploy my father much.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fra">
<speaker rend="italic">Phil.</speaker>
<l n="97">Well sir, by this you cannot get my land,</l>
<l n="98">Your tale must be how he employ'd my mother.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fau">
<speaker rend="italic">Rob.</speaker>
<l n="99">And once dispatch'd him in an Embassie</l>
<l n="100">To<hi rend="italic">Germany</hi>, there with the Emperor</l>
<l n="101">To treat of high affaires touching that time:</l>
<l n="102">Th'advantage of his absence tooke the King,</l>
<l n="103">And in the meane time soiourn'd at my fathers;</l>
<l n="104">Where how he did preuaile, I shame to speake:</l>
<l n="105">But truth is truth, large lengths of seas and shores</l>
<l n="106">Betweene my father, and my mother lay,</l>
<l n="107">As I haue heard my father speake himselfe</l>
<l n="108">When this same lusty gentleman was got:</l>
<l n="109">Vpon his death‑bed he by will bequeath'd</l>
<l n="110">His lands to me, and tooke it on his death</l>
<l n="111">That this my mothers sonne was none of his;</l>
<l n="112">And if he were, he came into the world</l>
<l n="113">Full fourteene weekes before the course of time:</l>
<l n="114">Then good my Liedge let me haue what is mine,</l>
<l n="115">My fathers land, as was my fathers will.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="116">Sirra, your brother is Legittimate,</l>
<l n="117">Your fathers wife did after wedlock beare him:</l>
<l n="118">And if she did play false, the fault was hers,</l>
<l n="119">Which fault lyes on the hazards of all husbands</l>
<l n="120">That marry wiues: tell me, how if my brother</l>
<l n="121">Who as you say, tooke paines to get this sonne,</l>
<l n="122">Had of your father claim'd this sonne for his,</l>
<l n="123">Insooth, good friend, your father might haue kept</l>
<l n="124">This Calfe, bred from his Cow from all the world:</l>
<l n="125">Insooth he might: then if he were my brothers,</l>
<l n="126">My brother might not claime him, nor your father</l>
<l n="127">Being none of his, refuse him: this concludes,</l>
<l n="128">My mothers sonne did get your fathers heyre,</l>
<l n="129">Your father heyre must haue your fathers land.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fau">
<speaker rend="italic">Rob.</speaker>
<l n="130">Shal then my fathers Will be of no force,</l>
<l n="131">To dispossesse that childe which is not his.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-fra">
<speaker rend="italic">Phil.</speaker>
<l n="132">Of no more force to dispossesse me sir,</l>
<l n="133">Then was his will to get me, as I think.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Eli.</speaker>
<l n="134">Whether hadst thou rather be a<hi rend="italic">Faulconbridge</hi>,</l>
<l n="135">And like thy brother to enioy the land:</l>
<l n="136">Or the reputed sonne of<hi rend="italic">Cordelion</hi>,</l>
<l n="137">Lord of thy presence, and no land beside.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="138">Madam and if my brother had my shape</l>
<l n="139">And I had his, sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>his like him,</l>
<l n="140">And if my legs were two such riding rods,</l>
<l n="141">My armes, such eele‑skins stuft, my face so thin,</l>
<l n="142">That in mine eare I durst not sticke a rose,</l>
<l n="143">Lest men should say, looke where three farthings goes,</l>
<l n="144">And to his shape were heyre to all this land,</l>
<l n="145">Would I might neuer stirre from off this place,</l>
<l n="146">I would giue it euery foot to haue this face:</l>
<l n="147">It would not be sir nobbe in any case.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Elinor.</speaker>
<l n="148">I like thee well: wilt thou forsake thy fortune,</l>
<l n="149">Bequeath thy land to him, and follow me?</l>
<l n="150">I am a Souldier, and now bound to<hi rend="italic">France</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="151">Brother, take you my land, Ie take my chance;</l>
<l n="152">Your face hath got fiue hundred pound a yeere,</l>
<l n="153">Yet sell your face for fiue pence and 'tis deere:</l>
<l n="154">Madam, Ile follow you vnto the death.</l>
</sp>
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<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Elinor.</speaker>
<l n="155">Nay, I would haue you go before me thither.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="156">Our Country manners giue our betters way.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="157">What is thy name?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="158">
<hi rend="italic">Philip</hi>my Liege, so is my name begun,</l>
<l n="159">
<hi rend="italic">Philip</hi>, good old Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>wiues eldest sonne.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="160">From henceforth beare his name</l>
<l n="161">Whose forme thou bearest:</l>
<l n="162">Kneele thou downe<hi rend="italic">Philip</hi>, but rise more great,</l>
<l n="163">Arise Sir<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>, and<hi rend="italic">Plantagenet</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="164">Brother by th'mothers side, giue me your hand,</l>
<l n="165">My father gaue me honor, yours gaue land:</l>
<l n="166">Now blessed be the houre by night or day</l>
<l n="167">When I was got, Sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>was away.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-eli">
<speaker rend="italic">Ele.</speaker>
<l n="168">The very spirit of<hi rend="italic">Plantaginet</hi>:</l>
<l n="169">I am thy granddame<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>, call me so.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="170">Madam by chance, but not by truth, what tho;</l>
<l n="171">Something about a little from the right,</l>
<l n="172">In at the window, or else ore the hatch:</l>
<l n="173">Who dares not stirre by day, must walke by night,</l>
<l n="174">And haue is haue, how euer men doe catch:</l>
<l n="175">Neere or farre off, well wonne is still well shot,</l>
<l n="176">And I am I, how ere I was begot.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">K. Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="177">Goe,<hi rend="italic">Faulconbridge</hi>, now hast thou thy desire,</l>
<l n="178">A landlesse Knight, make thee a landed Squire:</l>
<l n="179">Come Madam, and come<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>, we must speed.</l>
<l n="180">For<hi rend="italic">France</hi>, for<hi rend="italic">France</hi>, for it is more then need.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="181">Brother adieu, good fortune come to thee,</l>
<l n="182">For thou wast got i'th way of honesty.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt all but bastard.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="183">A foot of Honor better then I was,</l>
<l n="184">But many a many foot of Land the worse.</l>
<l n="185">Well, now can I make any<hi rend="italic">Ioane</hi>a Lady,</l>
<l n="186">Good den Sir<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>, Godamercy fellow,</l>
<l n="187">And if his name be<hi rend="italic">George</hi>, Ile call him<hi rend="italic">Peter</hi>;</l>
<l n="188">For new made honor doth forget mens names:</l>
<l n="189">'Tis two respectiue, and too sociable</l>
<l n="190">For your conuersion, now your traueller,</l>
<l n="191">Hee and his tooth‑picke at my worships messe,</l>
<l n="192">And when my knightly stomacke is suffis'd,</l>
<l n="193">Why then I sucke my teeth, and catechize</l>
<l n="194">Thus leaning on mine elbow I begin,</l>
<l n="195">I shall beseech you; that isd question now,</l>
<l n="196">And then comes answer like an Absey booke:</l>
<l n="197">O sir, sayes answer, at your best command,</l>
<l n="198">No sir, saies question, I sweet sir at yours,</l>
<l n="199">And so ere answer knowes what question would,</l>
<l n="200">Sauing in Dialogue of Complement,</l>
<l n="201">And talking of the Alpes and Appenines,</l>
<l n="202">The Perennean and the riuer<hi rend="italic">Poe</hi>,</l>
<l n="203">It drawes toward supper in conclusion so.</l>
<l n="204">But this is worshipfull society,</l>
<l n="205">And fits the mounting spirit like my selfe;</l>
<l n="206">For he is but a bastard to the time</l>
<l n="207">That doth not smoake of obseruation,</l>
<l n="208">And so am I whether I smacke or no:</l>
<l n="209">And not alone in habit and deuice,</l>
<l n="210">Exterior forme, outward accoutrement;</l>
<l n="211">But from the inward motion to deliuer</l>
<l n="212">Sweet, sweet, sweet poyson for the ages tooth,</l>
<l n="213">Which though I will not practice to deceiue,</l>
<l n="214">Yet to auoid deceit I meane to learne;</l>
<l n="215">For it shall strew the footsteps of my rising:</l>
<l n="216">But who comes in such haste in riding robes<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
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<l n="217">What woman post is this? hath she no husband</l>
<l n="218">That will take paines to blow a horne before<gap extent="1"
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<l n="219">O me, 'tis my mother: how now good Lady,</l>
<l n="220">What brings you heere to Court so hastily?</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Lady Faulconbridge and Iames Gurney.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-lad">
<speaker rend="italic">Lady.</speaker>
<l n="221">Where is that slaue thy brother? where is he?</l>
<l n="222">That holds in chase mine honour vp and downe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="223">My brother<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>, old Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>sonne:</l>
<l n="224">
<hi rend="italic">Colbrand</hi>the Gyant, that same mighty man,</l>
<l n="225">Is it Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>sonne that you seeke so?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-lad">
<speaker rend="italic">Lady.</speaker>
<l n="226">Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>sonne, I thou vnreuerend boy,</l>
<l n="227">Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>sonne? why scorn'st thou at sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>?</l>
<l n="228">He is Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>sonne, and so art thou.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="229">
<hi rend="italic">Iames Gournie</hi>, wilt thou giue vs leaue a while?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-gou">
<speaker rend="italic">Gour.</speaker>
<l n="230">Good leaue good<hi rend="italic">Philip</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="231">
<hi rend="italic">Philip</hi>, sparrow,<hi rend="italic">Iames</hi>,</l>
<l n="232">There's toyes abroad, anon Ile tell thee more.</l>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit Iames.</stage>
<l n="233">Madam, I was not old Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>sonne,</l>
<l n="234">Sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>might haue eat his part in me</l>
<l n="235">Vpon good Friday, and nere broke his fast:</l>
<l n="236">Sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>could doe well, marrie to confesse</l>
<l n="237">Could get me sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>could not doe it;</l>
<l n="238">We know his handy‑worke, therefore good mother</l>
<l n="239">To whom am I beholding for these limmes?</l>
<l n="240">Sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>neuer holpe to make this legge.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-lad">
<speaker rend="italic">Lady.</speaker>
<l n="241">Hast thou conspired with thy brother too,</l>
<l n="242">That for thine owne gaine shouldst defend mine honor?</l>
<l n="243">What meanes this scorne, thou most vntoward knaue?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="244">Knight, knight good mother, Basilisco‑like:</l>
<l n="245">What, I am dub'd, I haue it on my shoulder:</l>
<l n="246">But mother, I am not Sir<hi rend="italic">Roberts</hi>sonne,</l>
<l n="247">I haue disclaim'd Sir<hi rend="italic">Robert</hi>and my land,</l>
<l n="248">Legitimation, name, and all is gone;</l>
<l n="249">Then good my mother, let me know my father,</l>
<l n="250">Some proper man I hope, who was it mother<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-lad">
<speaker rend="italic">Lady.</speaker>
<l n="251">Hast thou denied thy selfe a<hi rend="italic">Faulconbridge</hi>?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="252">As faithfully as I denie the deuil.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-lad">
<speaker rend="italic">Lady.</speaker>
<l n="253">
<hi rend="italic">King Richard Cordelion</hi>was thy father,</l>
<l n="254">By long and vehement suit I was seduc'd</l>
<l n="255">To make roome for him in my husbands bed:</l>
<l n="256">Heauen lay not my transgression to my charge,</l>
<l n="257">That art the issue of my deere offence</l>
<l n="258">Which was so strongly vrg'd past my defence.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="259">Now by this light were I to get againe,</l>
<l n="260">Madam I would not wish a better father:</l>
<l n="261">Some sinnes doe beare their priuiledge on earth</l>
<l n="262">And so doth yours: your fault, was not your follie,</l>
<l n="263">Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose,</l>
<l n="264">Subiected tribute to commanding loue,</l>
<l n="265">Against whose furie and vnmatched force,</l>
<l n="266">The awlesse Lion could not wage the fight,</l>
<l n="267">Nor keepe his Princely heart from<hi rend="italic">Richards</hi>hand:</l>
<l n="268">He that perforce robs Lions of their hearts,</l>
<l n="269">May easily winne a womans: aye my mother,</l>
<l n="270">With all my heart I thanke thee for my father:</l>
<l n="271">Who liues and dares but say, thou didst not well</l>
<l n="272">When I was got, Ile send his soule to hell.</l>
<l n="273">Come Lady I will shew thee to my kinne,</l>
<l n="274">And they shall say, when<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>me begot,</l>
<l n="275">If thou hadst sayd him nay, it had beene sinne;</l>
<l n="276">Who says it was, he lyes, I say twas not.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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