BASTARD. I know not why, except to get the land. But once he slander'd me with bastardy; But whe'er 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!.

I Know Not Why Except To Get the Land

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