_K. Phi._ Peace be to England, if that war return From France to England, there to live in peace. 90 England we love; and for that England's sake With burden of our armour here we sweat. This toil of ours should be a work of thine; But thou from loving England art so far, That thou hast under-wrought his lawful king,[92] 95 Cut off the sequence of posterity, Out-faced infant state and done a rape Upon the maiden virtue of the crown. Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face; These eyes, these brows, were moulded out of his: 100 This little abstract doth contain that large Which died in Geffrey, and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume.[93] That Geffrey was thy elder brother born, And this his son; England was Geffrey's right 105 And this is Geffrey's: in the name of God[94] How comes it then that thou art call'd a king, When living blood doth in these temples beat, Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest? _K. John._ From whom hast thou this great commission, France, 110 To draw my answer from thy articles?[95] _K. Phi._ From that supernal judge, that stirs good thoughts In any breast of strong authority,[96] To look into the blots and stains of right:[97] That judge hath made me guardian to this boy: 115 Under whose warrant I impeach thy wrong And by whose help I mean to chastise it. _K. John._ Alack, thou dost usurp authority.[98] _K. Phi._ Excuse; it is to beat usurping down.[98][99] _Eli._ Who is it thou dost call usurper, France?[98][100] 120 _Const._ Let me make answer; thy usurping son.[98] _Eli._ Out, insolent! thy bastard shall be king,[98] That thou mayst be a queen, and check the world![98] _Const._ My bed was ever to thy son as true[98] As thine was to thy husband; and this boy[98] 125 Liker in feature to his father Geffrey[98] Than thou and John in manners; being as like[98][101] As rain to water, or devil to his dam.[98] My boy a bastard! By my soul, I think[98] His father never was so true begot:[98] 130 It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother.[98][102] _Eli._ There's a good mother, boy, that blots thy father.[98] _Const._ There's a good grandam, boy, that would blot thee.[98][103] _Aust._ Peace![98] _Bast._ Hear the crier.[98] _Aust._ What the devil art thou?[98]