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But truth is truth; large lengths of seas and shores
K. John. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate ;
father claim'd this son for his ?
Rob. Shall then my father's will be of no force,
Phil. Of no more force to difpoffefs me, sir, Than was his will to get me, as I think.
Eli. Whether hadît chou rather,-be a Faulconbridge, And like thy brother to enjoy thy land ;
This cercludes-]-Is a decisive argument. VOL. III.
Or the reputed fon of Coeur-de-lion,
Pbil. Madam, an if my brother had my shape,
Eli. I like thee well; Wilt thou forsake thy fortune,
Phil. Brother, take you my land, I'll take my chance:
Eli. Nay, I would have you go before me thither.
Pbil. Philip, my liege ; fo is my name begun;
Pbil. Brother by the mother's side, give me your hand; My father gave me honour, yours gave land:
& Lord of the presence,)-Master of shy own dignity, of that princely appearance; great in thy own person.
three-farthings)—a álver coin of that value, with a rose on the reverse.
for Nob).- cant word for head, w Bab for Robert; alluding to his brother both as Knight and Robert.
Now blessed be the hour, by night or day,
Eli. The very spirit of Plantagener !
In at the window, or else o'er the hatch :
And have is have, however men do catch :
K. John. Go, Faulconbridge ; now hast thou thy desire, A landlefs knight makes thee a landed 'squire. Come, madam, and come, Richard; we muft speed For France, for France ; for it is more than need.
Pbil. Brother, adieu ; good fortune come to thee, For thou wast got i' the way of honesty !
[Exeunt all but Philip. "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 :"Good den, fir Richard, God-a-mercy, fellow ;And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter : For new-made honour doth forget men's names-; • 'Tis too respective, and too sociable, For your conversion. Now
traveller, He and his tooth-pick at my worship's mess;
by truth: What ibongb?]-by honefty-What then? ebout,]—irregularly-these proverbial phrases allude to his base birth, and extraordinary advancement.
A foor]- A step or degree. . Good den, fir Ricbard, --God-a-mercy, follow ;)-Good day, the Salutation of an inferiorthe knight's reply.
'Tis too refpetive, and too sociable, &c.]'Tis too respectful and familiar, for your newly-created knight, to pay attention to such mat. P mefs;]-dinner. T 2
7 And when my nightly stomach is suffic'd, Why then I suck my teeth, and catechise
My piked man of countries: My dear fir,
9 My piked man of countries:]-My fantastic guest, with pointed beard or shoes.—My picked man. i like an ABC-book :]-in the form of a catechisın.
• would, (faving in dialogue of compliment;}-propound to him, excepting the occafion given for compliments, and some flight common place remarks on the Alps, &c.
a baftard to the time, ]-held now-a-days in low esteem. *fmack of obfervation ; &c.]-exhibit some spice of foreign manners ; and that not only by his outward habit and address, but also by the infallible criterion of politeness, a perpetual propensity to flatterju that sweet poifon, fo highly palatable to the age's footb. Arew ibe footsteps of my rising.)-facilitate my promotion,
But who comes in such hafte, in riding robes ?
Enter Lady Faulconbridge and James Gurney.
Lady. Where is that save, thy brother? where is he? That holds in chase mine honour up and down?
Phil. My brother Robert? old sir Robert's fon? * Colbrand the giant, that same mighty man? Is it fir Robert's son, that you seek so ?
Lady. Sir Robert's fon! Ay, thou unreyerend boy, Sir Robert's fon: Why scorn'st thou at sir Robert ? He is fir Robert's son; and so art thou.
Pbil. James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave a while ? Gur. Good leave, good Philip.
Pbil. ' Philip ?-parrow !- James, * There's toys abroad; anon I'll tell thee more.
[Exit James, Madam, I was not old fir Robert's fon; Sir Robert might have eat his part in me Upon Good-friday, and ne'er broke his faft : Sir Robert could do well; Marry, confess! Could he get me ? Sir Robert could not do it ; We know his handy-work : Therefore, good mother, To whom am I beholden for these limbs ? Sir Robest never holp to make this leg.:
Lady. Halt thou conspired with thy brother too, That for thine own gain should'st defend mine honour ? What means this fcorn, thou most untoward knave?
* Colbrand the giant, ]-flain by Guy Earl of Warwick, in the presence of K. Atbelftan.
Pbilip-parrow ! ]-the nickname of that bird—Do you call, or take me for a sparrow, James ? ? There's soys abroad;}-Some idle stories have got wind. T 3