Page 180 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2
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Law cannot give my child his kingdom here,
For he that holds his kingdom holds the law;
Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong,
How can the law forbid my tongue to curse? [190]
PANDULPH
Philip of France, on peril of a curse,
Let go the hand of that arch-heretic;
And raise the power of France upon his head,
Unless he do submit himself to Rome.
ELEANOR
Look’st thou pale, France? do not let go thy hand. [195]
CONSTANCE
Look to that, devil, lest that France repent,
And by disjoining hands, hell lose a soul.
AUSTRIA
King Philip, listen to the cardinal.
BASTARD
And hang a calve’s-skin on his recreant limbs.
AUSTRIA
Well, ruffian, I must pocket up these wrongs, [200]
Because −
BASTARD
Your breeches best may carry them.
KING JOHN
Philip, what say’st thou to the cardinal?
CONSTANCE
What should he say, but as the cardinal?
