Arth. Good my mother, peace![112]
I would that I were low laid in my grave:[112]
I am not worth this coil that's made for me.[112]165
Eli. His mother shames him so, poor boy, he weeps.[112]
Const. Now shame upon you, whether she does or no![112][115]
His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's shames,[112][116]
Draws those heaven-moving pearls from his poor eyes,[112][117]
Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee;[112]170
Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be bribed[112][118]
To do him justice and revenge on you.[112]
Eli. Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven and earth![112]
Const. Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and earth![112]
Call not me slanderer; thou and thine usurp[112][119]175
The dominations, royalties and rights[112][120]
Of this oppressed boy: this is thy eld'st son's son,[112][121]
Infortunate in nothing but in thee:[112]
Thy sins are visited in this poor child;[112][122]
The canon of the law is laid on him,[112]180
Being but the second generation[112]
Removed from thy sin-conceiving womb.[112]
K. John. Bedlam, have done.[112][123]
Const. I have but this to say,[112]
That he is not only plagued for her sin,[112]
But God hath made her sin and her the plague[112]185
On this removed issue, plagued for her[112]
And with her plague; her sin his injury,[112][124]
Her injury the beadle to her sin,[112][125]
All punish'd in the person of this child,[112]
And all for her; a plague upon her![112][126]190
Eli. Thou unadvised scold, I can produce[112]
A will that bars the title of thy son.[112]
Const. Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked will;[112]
A woman's will; a canker'd grandam's will![112]
K. Phi. Peace, lady! pause, or be more temperate:[112]195
It ill beseems this presence to cry aim[112][127]
To these ill-tuned repetitions.[112]
Some trumpet summon hither to the walls
These men of Angiers: let us hear them speak
Whose title they admit, Arthur's or John's.200