And so, e'er answer knows what question would 200 (Saving in dialogue of compliment; And talking of the Alps, and Apennines, It draws toward supper in conclusion so. 210 And fits the mounting spirit, like myself: 221 Lady. Where is that slave, thy brother? where is he? That holds in chase mine honour up and down? Phil. My brother Robert? old Sir Robert's son ? Colbrand the giant, that same mighty man? Is it Sir Robert's son, that you seek so? Lady. Lady. 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. Phil. James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave a while? Gur. Good leave, good Philip. Phil. Philip-sparrow!—James, There's toys abroad; anon I'll tell thee more. 230 [Exit JAMES. Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's son ; Sir Robert might have eat his part in me To whom am I beholden for these limbs Sir Robert never holp to make this leg. 240 Lady. Hast thou conspired with thy brother too, That for thine own gain should'st defend mine ho nour? What means this scorn, thou most untoward knave? Phil. Knight, knight, good mother-Basilisco like: What! I am dub'd; I have it on my shoulder. But, mother, I am not Sir Robert's son; I have disclaim'd Sir Robert, and my land; Legitimation, name, and all is gone: Then, good my mother, let me know my father; Some proper man, I hope; Who was it, mother? Lady. Hast thou deny'd thyself a Faulconbridge? 249 Phil. As faithfully as I deny the devil. Lady. King Richard Cœur-de-lion was thy father; By long and vehement suit I was seduc'd To make room for him in my husband's bed: Which was so strongly urg'd, past my defence. Some sins do bear their privilege on earth, Come, lady, I will shew thee to my kin; 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. 270 [Exeunt. ACT ACT II. SCENE I. Before the Walls of Angiers in France. Enter PHILIP King of France, LEWIS the Dauphin, the Arch-Duke of Austria, CONSTANCE, and ARTHUR. Lewis. BEFORE Angiers well met, brave Austria.— At our importance hither is he come, To spread his colours, boy, in thy behalf; Of thy unnatural uncle, English John: 10 Embrace him, love him, give him welcome hither. Arthur. God shall forgive you Coeur-de-lion's death, The rather, that you give his offspring life, Lewis. A noble boy! Who would not do thee right? Aust. Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss, As seal to this indenture of my love; 20 That That to my home I will no more return, 'Till Angiers, and the right thou hast in France, And confident from foreign purposes, 30 Const. O, take his mother's thanks, a widow's thanks, 'Till your strong hand shall help to give him strength, To make a more requital to your love. Aust. The peace of heaven is theirs, that lift their swords In such a just and charitable war. K. Phil. Well then, to work; our cannon shall be bent Against the brows of this resisting town. Const. Stay for an answer to your embassy, 40 And |