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    King John

    by William Shakespeare
    MFFE script v5.0 CloudReader v1.05
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  • Act One Scene One

    >>>Start of play
    Enter King John, Queen Eleanor, Pembroke, Essex, and Salisbury, with the Chattillion of France.
    ---!!! First speech of play
    Now, say, Chatillion, what would France with us?
    --- France with us?
    Thus, after greeting, speaks the King of France,
    In my behaviour to the Majesty,
    The borrowed Majesty, of England here.
    --- of England here.
    A strange beginning: "borrowed Majesty"!
    --- beginning: borrowed Majesty?
    Silence, good mother, hear the Embassy.
    --- hear the Embassy.
    Philip of France, in right and true behalf
    Of thy deceased brother Geoffrey's son,
    Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim
    To this fair Island, and the Territories:
    To Ireland, Poitiers, Anjou, Touraine, Maine,
    Desiring thee to lay aside the sword
    Which sways usurpingly these several titles,
    And put the same into young Arthur's hand,
    Thy Nephew, and right royal Sovereign.
    --- right royal Sovereign.
    What follows if we disallow of this?
    --- disallow of this?
    The proud control of fierce and bloody war,
    To enforce these rights, so forcibly withheld.
    --- so forcibly withheld.
    Here have we war for war and blood for blood,
    Controlment for controlment: so answer France.
    --- so answer France.
    Then take my King's defiance from my mouth,
    The farthest limit of my Embassy.
    --- of my Embassy.
    Bear mine to him, and so depart in peace.
    Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France,
    For, ere thou canst report, I will be there:
    The thunder of my Cannon shall be heard.
    So hence! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath
    And sullen presage of your own decay.
    An honourable conduct let him have:
    Pembroke, look too't. Farewell, Chattillion.
    >>> too't. Farewell, Chattillion.
    Exit Chatillion and Pembroke.
    --- too't: farewell Chattillion.
    What now, my son! have I not ever said
    How that ambitious Constance would not cease
    Till she had kindled France, and all the world,
    Upon the right and party of her son?
    This might have been prevented and made whole
    With very easy arguments of love,
    Which now the manage of two kingdoms must
    With fearful bloody issue arbitrate.
    --- bloody issue arbitrate.
    Our strong possession and our right for us.
    --- right for us.
    Your strong possession much more than your right,
    Or else it must go wrong with you and me:
    So much my conscience whispers in your ear,
    Which none but heaven, and you, and I, shall hear.
    >>> I, shall hear.
    Enter a Sheriff.
    --- I, shall hear.
    My Liege, here is the strangest controversy,
    Come from the Country to be judged by you
    That ere I heard: shall I produce the men?
    --- produce the men?
    Let them approach.
    Our Abbeys and our Priories shall pay
    This expedition's charge:
    >>> This expeditions charge:
    Enter Robert Faulconbridge, and Philip the Bastard.
    What men are you?
    --- men are you?
    Your faithful subject I, a gentleman,
    Born in Northamptonshire, and eldest son,
    As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge,
    A Soldier, by the Honour-giving hand
    Of Coeur-de-lion Knighted in the field.
    --- in the field.
    What art thou?
    --- What art thou?
    The son and heir to that same Faulconbridge.
    --- that same Faulconbridge.
    Is that the elder, and art thou the heir?
    You came not of one mother then, it seems.
    --- then it seems.
    Most certain of one mother, mighty King;
    That is well known; and as I think, one father:
    But for the certain knowledge of that truth
    I put you o'er to heaven and to my mother:
    Of that I doubt, as all men's children may.
    --- men's children may.
    Out on thee, rude man! thou dost shame thy mother
    And wound her honour with this diffidence.
    --- with this diffidence.
    I Madam? No, I have no reason for it;
    That is my brother's plea and none of mine;
    The which if he can prove, a pops me out
    At least from fair five hundred pound a year:
    Heaven guard my mother's honour, and my Land!
    --- and my Land.
    A good blunt fellow. Why, being younger born,
    Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance?
    --- to thine inheritance?
    I know not why - except to get the land -
    But once he slandered me with bastardy:
    But whe'r I be as true begot or no,
    That still 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 heaven thanks I was not like to thee!
    --- like to thee!
    Why, what a madcap hath heaven lent us here!
    --- lent us here?
    He hath a trick of Coeur-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?
    --- of this man?
    Mine eye hath well examined his parts
    And finds them perfect Richard. Sirrah, speak,
    What doth move you to claim your brother's land.
    --- your brother's land.
    Because he hath a half-face, like my father!
    With half that face would he have all my land:
    A half-faced groat five hundred pound a year!
    --- pound a year!
    My gracious Liege, when that my father lived,
    Your brother did employ my father much -
    --- my father much -
    Well sir, by this you cannot get my land:
    Your tale must be how he employed my mother.
    --- employed my mother.
    - And once dispatched him in an Embassy
    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 sojourned 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 bequeathed
    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.
    --- my father's will.
    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 lies on the hazards 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.
    --- your father's land.
    Shall then my father's Will be of no force
    To dispossess that child which is not his?
    --- is not his.
    Of no more force to dispossess me, sir,
    Than was his will to get me, as I think.
    --- as I think.
    Whether hadst thou rather be a Faulconbridge,
    And like thy brother, to enjoy thy land,
    Or the reputed son of Coeur-de-lion,
    Lord of thy presence, and no land beside?
    --- no land beside.
    Madam, and if my brother had my shape,
    And I had his, Sir Robert's his like him;
    And if my legs were two such riding rods,
    My arms such eel-skins stuffed, my face so thin,
    That in mine ear I durst not stick a rose,
    Lest men should say "Look, where three-farthings goes!"
    And, to his shape, were heir to all this land,
    Would I might never stir from off this place,
    I would give it every foot to have this face;
    It would not be Sir Knob in any case.
    --- in any case.
    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.
    --- bound to France.
    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.
    --- unto the death.
    Nay, I would have you go before me thither.
    --- before me thither.
    Our Country manners give our betters way.
    --- our betters way.
    What is thy name?
    --- is thy name?
    Philip, my Liege, so is my name begun;
    Philip, good old Sir Robert's wive's eldest son.
    --- wive's eldest son.
    From henceforth bear his name whose form thou bearest:
    Kneel thou down Philip, but rise more great,
    Arise Sir Richard, and Plantagenet.
    --- Richard, and Plantagenet.
    Brother by th' mother's side, give me your hand:
    My father gave me honour, yours gave land.
    Now blessed be the hour, by night or day,
    When I was got, Sir Robert was away!
    --- Robert was away!
    The very spirit of Plantagenet!
    I am thy grandam, Richard; call me so.
    --- call me so.
    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 stir by day must walk by night,
    And have is have, however men do catch.
    Near or far off, well won is still well shot,
    And I am I, howe'er I was begot.
    --- I was begot.
    Go, Faulconbridge, now hast thou thy desire;
    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.
    --- more than need.
    Brother adieu: good fortune come to thee!
    For thou wast got i'th way of honesty.
    >>> way of honesty.
    Exeunt all but bastard.
    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, Sir Richard" - "Godamercy 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 your traveller,
    He and his toothpick at my worship's mess,
    And when my knightly stomach is sufficed,
    Why then I suck my teeth, and catechize
    My picked man of Countries: "My dear sir," -
    Thus, leaning on mine elbow, I begin,
    "I shall beseech you," - that is Question now;
    And then comes Answer like an Absey 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:"
    And so, ere Answer knows what Question would,
    Saving in Dialogue of Compliment,
    And talking of the Alps and Appenines,
    The Pyrennean and the river Po,
    It draws toward supper in conclusion so.
    But this is worshipful society,
    And fits the mounting spirit like myself;
    For he is but a bastard to the time
    That doth not smack of observation;
    And so am I, whether I smoke or no.
    And not alone in habit and device,
    Exterior form, outward accoutrement,
    But from the inward motion to deliver
    Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth:
    Which, though I will not practise to deceive,
    Yet, to avoid deceit, I mean to learn;
    For it shall strew the footsteps of my rising.
    But who comes in such haste in riding robes?
    What woman-post is this? hath she no husband
    That will take pains to blow a horn before her?
    O me, 'tis my mother: how now good Lady,
    What brings you here to Court so hastily?
    >>> Court so hastily?
    Enter Lady Faulconbridge and James Gurney.
    --- Court so hastily?
    Where is that slave, thy brother? where is he,
    That holds in chase mine honour up and down?
    --- up and down.
    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?
    --- you seek so?
    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.
    --- so art thou.
    James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave awhile?
    --- leave a while?
    Good leave, good Philip.
    --- leave good Philip.
    Philip? - sparrow! - James,
    There's toys abroad: anon I'll tell thee more.
    >>> tell thee more.
    Exit James.
    Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's son,
    Sir Robert might have ate his part in me
    Upon good Friday, and ne'er broke his fast:
    Sir Robert could do - well, marry, to confess -
    Could... get me? Sir Robert could not do it.
    We know his handiwork: therefore, good mother,
    To whom am I beholding for these limbs?
    Sir Robert never holp to make this leg.
    --- make this leg.
    Hast thou conspired with thy brother too,
    That for thine own gain shouldst defend mine honour?
    What means this scorn, thou most untoward knave?
    --- most untoward knave?
    Knight, knight, good mother, Basilisco-like:
    What, I am dubbed! I have it on my shoulder.
    But, mother, I am not Sir Robert's son:
    I have disclaimed 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?
    --- was it, mother?
    Hast thou denied thyself a Faulconbridge?
    --- thyself a Faulconbridge?
    As faithfully as I deny the devil.
    --- deny the devil.
    King Richard Coeur-de-lion was thy father:
    By long and vehement suit I was seduced
    To make room for him in my husband's bed:
    Heaven, lay not my transgression to my charge
    That art the issue of my dear offence,
    Which was so strongly urged past my defence!
    --- past my defence.
    Now, by this light, were I to get again,
    Madam, I would not wish a better father.
    Some sins do bear their privilege on earth,
    And so doth yours: your fault, was not your folly,
    Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose,
    Subjected tribute to commanding love,
    Against whose fury and unmatched force,
    The aweless Lion could not wage the fight,
    Nor keep his Princely heart from Richard's hand.
    He that perforce robs Lions of their hearts
    May easily win a woman's. Ay, my mother,
    With all my heart I thank thee for my father:
    Who lives and dares but say thou didst not well
    When I was got, I'll send his soul to hell.
    Come, Lady, I will show 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.
    >>> say 'twas not.
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