But truth is truth; large lengths of feas and fhores Full fourteen weeks before the course of time. K. John. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate; Than was his will to get me, as I think. Eli. Whether hadft thou rather,-be a Faulconbridge, And like thy brother to enjoy thy land; This concludes-]-Is a decifive argument. VOL. III. T Or Or the reputed fon of Coeur-de-lion, Lord of thy prefence, and no land befide? Phil. Madam, an if my brother had my shape, Left men fhould fay, Look, where three-farthings goes! I would not be ' fir Nob in any cafe. Eli. I like thee well; Wilt thou forfake thy fortune, Bequeath thy land to him, and follow me? I am a foldier, and now bound to France. Phil. Brother, take you my land, I'll take my chance: Eli. Nay, I would have you go before me thither. Phil. Philip, my liege; fo is my name begun; K. John. From henceforth bear his name whofe form thou bear'ft: Kneel thou down Philip, but arife more great; Arife fir Richard, and Platagenet. Phil. Brother by the mother's fide, give me your hand; My father gave me honour, yours gave land :— 8 Lord of thy prefence,]-Master of thy own dignity, of that princely appearance; great in thy own person. verfe. three-farthings]-a filver coin of that value, with a rofe on the re i fir Nob]-a cant word for head, as Bob for Robert; alluding to hiz brother both as Knight and Robert. Now Now bleffed be the hour, by night or day, Eli. The very spirit of Plantagenet !— Phil. Madam, by chance, but not by truth: What though? 1 Something about, a little from the right, In at the window, or else o'er the hatch: And have is have, however men do catch: K. John. Go, Faulconbridge; now haft thou thy defire, A landless knight makes thee a landed 'squire.— Come, madam, and come, Richard; we muft fpeed For France, for France; for it is more than need. Phil. Brother, adieu; good fortune come to thee, For thou waft 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. For your converfion. Now your traveller,- k by truth: What though ?]-by honefty-What then? 1 about,]-irregularly-thefe proverbial phrafes allude to his bafe birth, and extraordinary advancement. m A foot]-A ftep or degree. Good den, fir Richard,-God-a-mercy, fellow-Good day, the falutation of an inferior-the knight's reply. 'Tis too refpective, and too fociable, &c.]'Tis too respectful and familiar, for your newly-created knight, to pay attention to fuch mat ters. P mefs;]-dinner. T 2 And And when my nightly ftomach is fuffic❜d, And talking of the Alps, and Apennines, S And fits the mounting fpirit like myself: W For it shall strew the footsteps of my rifing. My piked man of countries:]-My fantastic gueft, with pointed beard or fhoes.-My picked man. like an ABC-book:]-in the form of a catechifm. • would, (faving in dialogue of compliment ;]-propound to him, excepting the occafion given for compliments, and fome 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 fome spice of foreign manners; and that not only by his outward habit and addrefs, but also by the infallible criterion of politenefs, a perpetual propenfity to flattery, that sweet poifon, fo highly palatable to the age's tooth. W frew the footsteps of my rifing.]-facilitate my promotion. But But who comes in fuch hafte, in riding robes? Enter Lady Faulconbridge and James Gurney. O me! it is my mother:-How now, good lady? Lady. Where is that flave, thy brother? where is he? That holds in chase mine honour up and down? Phil. My brother Robert? old fir Robert's fon? 'Colbrand the giant, that fame mighty man? Is it fir Robert's fon, that you feek fo? Lady. Sir Robert's fon! Ay, thou unreverend boy, Sir Robert's fon: Why fcorn'ft thou at fir Robert? He is fir Robert's fon; and fo art thou, Phil. James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave a while? Gur. Good leave, good Philip. Phil. Philip?-fparrow!-James, 'There's toys abroad; anon I'll tell thee more. [Exit James, Madam, I was not old fir Robert's fon; Sir Robert never holp to make this leg. Lady. Haft thou confpired with thy brother too, That for thine own gain fhould'ft defend mine honour? What means this fcorn, thou moft untoward knave? Colbrand the giant,]-flain by Gay Earl of Warwick, in the prefence of K. Athelstan. Philip?-Sparrow !]-the nickname of that bird-Do you call, or take me for a fparrow, James? There's toys abroad;]-Some idle ftories have got wind. |