and made whole
With very easy arguments of love,
Which now the manage of two kingdoms must
fearful bloody issue arbitrate.
Our strong possession and our right for us.
Your strong possession much more than your right,
Or else it must go wrong with you and me:
my conscience whispers in your ear,
Which none but heaven and you and I shall hear.
Enter a Sheriff
My liege, here is the strangest controversy
Come from country to be judged by you,
That e'er I heard: shall
I produce the men?
Let them approach.
Our abbeys and our priories shall pay
This expedition's charge.
Enter ROBERT and the BASTARD
What men are you?
Your faithful subject I, a gentleman
Born in Northamptonshire and eldest son,
As I suppose, to Robert
A soldier, by the honour-giving hand
Of Coeur-de-lion knighted in the field.
What art thou?
The son and heir to that same Faulconbridge.
Is that the elder, and art thou the heir?
You came not of one mother 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
Out on thee, rude man! thou dost shame thy mother
And wound her honour with this diffidence.
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