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K. John. A good blunt fellow; why, being younger

born, Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance?

Phil. I know not why, except to get the land ;
But, once, he Nander'd me with bastardy :
But whether I be true begot or no,
That ftill I lay upon my mother's head;
But that I am as well begot, my Liege,
(Fair fall the bones, that took the pains for me!)
Compare our faces, and be judge yourself.
If old Sir Robert did beget us both,
And were our father, and this son like him;
O old Sir Robert, father, on my knee
I give heav'n thanks, I was not like to thee.
K. John. Why, what a mad-cap hath heav'n lent

us here?
Eli. He hath a trick of Cæur-de-lion's face,
The accent of his tongue affecteth him :
Do you not read some tokens of my son
In the large composition of this man?

K. John. Mine eye hath well examined his parts, And finds them perfect Richard : Sirrah, speak, What doth move you to claim your brother's land?

Phil. Because he hath a half-face, like my father, With chat half-face would he have all my land? A half-fac'd groat, five hundred pound a year!

Rob. My gracious Liege, when that my father livid, Your brother did imploy my father much ;

Phil. Well, Sir, by this you cannot get my, land. Your tale must be, how he imploy'd my mother.

Rob. And once dispatch'd him in an embassie
To Germany; there with the Emperor
To treat of high affairs, touching that time :
Th' advantage of his absence took the King,
And in the mean time fojourn'd at my father's;
Where, how he did prevail, I shame to speak :
But truth is truth; large lengths of seas and shores


Between my father and my mother lay,
(As I have heard my father speak himself)
When this same lusty gentleman was got.
Upon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd
His lands to me; and took it on his death,
That this, my mother's son, was none of his;
And if he were, he came into the world
Full fourteen weeks before the course of time:
Then, good my Liege, let me have what is mine,
My father's land, as was my father's will.

K. John. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate ;
Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him:
And if she did play false, the fault was hers ;
Which fault lyes on the hazard of all husbands,
That marry wives. Tell me, how if my brother,
Who, as you say, took pains to get this son,
Had of your father claim'd this son for his ?
In sooth, good friend, your father might have kept
This calf, bred from his cow, from all the world.
In sooth, he might ; then, if he were my brother's,
My brother might not claim him; nor your father,
Being none of his, refuse him ; this concludes,
My mother's son did get your father's heir,
Your father's heir must have your father's land.

Rob. Shall then my father's Will be of no force To dispofless that child, which is not his ?

Phil. Of no more force to difpoffefs me, Sir, Than was his will to get me, as I think.

Eli. Whether hadst thou rather be a Faulconbridge, And, like thy brother, to enjoy thy land: Or the reputed Son of Cæur-de-lion, 2 Lord of the presence, and no land beside ?

2 Lord of the presence, and no land befide ?] Lord of thy prefence can lignify only, Master of thyself; and it is a strange expression to fignify even that. However that he might be, without parting with his land. We should read,

Lord of the presence, i.e. Prince of the Blood.

Phil. Madam, and if my brother had my shape, And I had his, Sir Robert his, like him ; And if my legs were two such riding rods, My arms such eel-skins stuft ; 3 my face so thin, 4 That in mine ear I durft not stick a rose, Left men should say, “ look, where three farthings


“ And to his Ihape were heir to all this land;"
'Would, I might never stir from off this place,
I'd give it ev'ry foot to have this face :
I would not be Sir Nobbe in any case.

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.
Phil. Brother, take you my land, I'll take my

chance ; Your face hath got five hundred pound a year, Yet sell your face for five pence, and 'tis dear. Madam, I'll follow you unto the death. Eli. Nay, I would have you go before me thither. 3

my face so thin,
That in mine ear I durft not fick a rose,

Left men fhould say, look, where three-farthings goes'] We must observe, to explain this allusion, that Queen Elizabetb was the first, and indeed the only Prince who coin'd in England three-half. pence, and three-farthing pieces. She at one and the same time coin'd shillings, fixpences, groats, three-pences, twopences, three half-pence, pence, three-Farthings, and half-pence: And these pieces all had her head, and were alternately with the Rose behind, and without the Rose. The filling, groat, twopence, penny, and half-penny had' it not: The other intermediate coins, viz, the fix-pence, three-pence, three-half-pence, and three-farthings had the Rofe.

Mr. Theobald. 4. That in mine ear I durft not flick a rose.] The fticking Roses about them was then all the court-fashion, as appears from this pallage of the Confefion Catholique du S. de Sancy, l. 2. c. 1, Je luy ay appris à mettre des Roses par tous les coins, i. e. in every place about him, says the Speaker, of one to whom he had taught all the court-fashions,


Phil. Our country manners give our betters way. K. John. What is thy name?

Phil. Pbilip, my Liege, so is my name begun ; Philip, good old Sir Robert's wife's eldest son. K. Job. From henceforth bear his name, whose

form thou bear'ft:
Kneel thou down Pbilip, but rise up more great ;
Arise Sir Richard, and Plantagenet.
Phil. Brother by th' mother's side, give me your

My father gave me honour, yours gave land.
Now blefled be the hour, by night or day,
When I was got, Sir Robert was away!

Eli. The very fpirit of Plantagenet !
I am thy grandam ; Richard, call me fo.
Phil. 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 ftir by day, muft walk by night,

And have his have, however men do catch;
Near or far off, well won is still well shot;
And I am I, howe'er I was begot.

K. John. Go, Faulconbridge, now hast thou thy defire; 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.

Pbil. Brother, adieu ; good fortune come to thee, For thou was got i'ch way of honesty.

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A foot of honour better than I was,
But many a many foot of land the worse!
Well, now can I make any Joan a lady.

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“ Good-den, Sir Richard, Godamercy, fellow; “ And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter ; “ For new-made honour doth forget mens' names: “ 'Tis too respective and unfociable For your conversing. Now your traveller, “ He and his tooth-pick at my worship's mess; “ And when my knightly stomach is suffic'd, “ Why then I fuck my teeth, and catechise “ My Spiked man of countries ;—My dear Sir, “ (Thus leaning on mine elbow, I begin) “ ì shall beseech you,

that is question now ; " And then comes answer like an ABC-book: “ O Sir, says answer, at your best command, " At your employment, at your service, Sir :" No, Sir, says question, I, sweet Sir, at yours, « 6 And so e'er answer knows what question would, “ Saving in dialogue of compliment; " And talking of the Alps and Apennines, “ The Pyrenean and the river Po; “ It draws towards supper in conclusion, fo.

But 5 Piked man,] i.e. formally bearded. 6 And so i'er answer knows what question would,

Saving in dialogue of compliments in this fine speech, Faal conbridge would shew the advantages and prerogatives of mis on worship. He observes, particularly, that he has the Traveller at command; (people at that time, when a new world was discovering, in the highest estimation) At the first intimation of his defire, to hear Atrange stories, the Traveller complies, and will scarce give him leave to make his question, but e'er answer knows what que tion would - What then, why, according to the present reading, it grows towards supper-time: And is not this worshipful faciety? To spend all the time between dinner and supper before either of them knows what the other would be at. Read SERVING inftead of saving, and all this nonsense is avoided ; and the account stands thus, “ E'er answer knows what question would be at, my travel“ ler ferves in his dialogue of compliment, which is his standing “ dish at all tables ; then he comes to talk of the Alps and sp nines, &c. and, by the time this discourse concludes, it drawi

or cowards,

Mr. Pope.

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