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les Seigneurs de France, pour tout le monde. Il You dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berry, faut de foot, et de con, neant-moins. Je recite- Alençon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy ; tai une autre fois ma leçon ensemble : De hand, Jaques Chatillion, Rambures, Vaudemont, de fingre, de nails, de arm, de elbow, de neck, Beaumont, Grandpré, Roussi, and Fauconberg, de sin, de foot, de con.
Foix, Lestrale, Bouciqualt, and Charolois; Alice. Ercellent, madame!
High dukes, great princes, barons, lords, and Kath. C'est assez pour une fois ; allons nous a knights, disner.
[Exeunt. For your great seats, now quit you of great shames.
Bar Harry England, thatsweeps through our land SCENE V.-The same. Another room in the With pennons painted in the blood of Harfleur:
Rush on his host, as doth the melted snow
Upon the vallies; whose low vassal seat Enter the French King, the Dauphin, Duke The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon :
of BOURBON, the Constable of France, and Go down upon him,-you have power enough,Others.
And in a captive chariot, into Rouen Fr. King. 'Tis certain, he hath pass'd the Bring him our prisoner. river Some.
Con. This becomes the great. Con. And if he be not fought withal, my lord, Sorry am I, his numbers are so few, Let us not live in France ; let us quit all, His soldiers sick, and famish'd in their march ; And give our vineyards to a barbarous people. For, I am sure, when he shall see our army, Dau. O Dieu vivant! shall a few sprays of He'll drop his heart into the sink of fear, us,
And, for achievement, offer us his ransome. The emptying of our father's luxury,
Fr. King. Therefore, lord constable, haste on Our scions, put in wild and savage stock,
Montjóy; Spirt up so suddenly into the clouds,
And let him say to England, that we send And overlook their grafters ?
To know what willing ransome he will give. Bour. Normans, but bastard Normans, Nor- Prince Dauphin, you shall stay with us in Roüen. man bastards!
Dau. Not so, I do beseech your majesty. Mort de ma vie ! if they march along
Fr. king. Be patient, for you shall remain Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom,
with us. To buy a slobbery and a dirty farm
Now, forth, lord constable, and
princes all; In that nook-shotten isle of Albion.
And quickly bring us word of England's fall. Con. Dieu de battailes! where have they this
[Exeunt. mettle ? Is not their climate foggy, raw, and dull ? SCENE VI.-The English camp in Picardy. On whom, as in despite, the sun looks pale, Killing their fruit with frowns? Can sodden
Enter GOWER and FLUELLEN. water, A drench for sur-rein'd jades, their barley broth, Gow. How now, captain Fluellen, come you Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat ? from the bridge ? And shall our quick blood, spirited with wine, Flu. I assure you, there is very excellent serSeem frosty ? O, for honour of our land, vice committed at the pridge. Let us not hang like roping icicles
Gow. Is the duke of Exeter safe? Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more frosty Flu. The duke of Exeter is as magnanimous
as Agamemnon; and a man, that I love and Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich fields ; honour with my soul, and my
heart, and my Poor-we
call them, in their native lords. duty, and my life, and my livings, and my utDau. By faith and honour,
termost powers: he is not (God be praised, and Our madams mock at us; and plainly say, plessed !) any hurt in the 'orld ; but keeps the Our mettle is bred out; and they will give pridge most valiantly, with excellent discipline. Their bodies to the lust of English youth, There is an ensign there at the pridge,- I think, To new-store France with bastard warriors. in my very conscience, he is as valiant as Mark Bour. They bid us——to the English dancing- Antony; and he is a man of no estimation in schools,
the 'orld: but I did see him do gallant service. And teach lavoltas high, and swift corantos ; Gow. What do you call him ? Saying, our grace is only in our heels,
Flu. He is called-ancient Pistol. And that we are most lofty runaways.
Gow. I know him not. Fr. King. Where is Montjóy, the herald ? speed him hence;
Enter PISTOL. Let him greet England with our sharp defiance. Flu. Do you not know him ? Here comes the Up, princes; and, with spirit of honour edg’d, More sharper than your swords, hie to the field: Pist. Captain, I thee beseech to do me favours: Charles De-la-bret, high constable of France ; The duke of Exeter doth love thee well.
Flu. Ay, I praise Got; and I have merited horrid suit of the camp, will do among foaming some love at his hands.
bottles, and ale-wash'd wits, is wonderful to be Pist. Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound of thought on! but you must learn to know such heart,
slanders of the age, or else you may be marOf buxom valour, hath-by cruel fate, vellous mistook. And giddy fortune's furious fickle wheel, Flu. I tell you what, captain Gower ;I do That goddess blind,
perceive, he is not the man that he would gladly That stands upon the rolling restless stone, make show to the 'orld he is ; if I find a hole in
Flu. By your patience, ancient Pistol. For- his coat, I will tell him my mind. [Drum heard.] tune is painted plind, with a muffler before her Hark you, the king is coming; and I must speak eyes, to signify to you, that fortune is plind: with him from the pridge. And she is painted also with a wheel ; to signify to you, which is the moral of it, that she is
Enter King Henry, GLOSTER, and Soldiers. turning, and inconstant, and variations, and Flu. Got pless your majesty ! mutabilities : and her foot, look you, is fixed K. Hen. How now, Fluellen ? camest thou upon a spherical stone, which rolls, and rolls, from the bridge ? and rolls ;-In good truth, the poet is make a Flu. Ay, so please your majesty. The duke most excellent description of fortune : fortune, of Exeter has very gallantly maintained the look you, is an excellent moral.
pridge: the French is gone off, look you; and Pist. Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns there is gallant and most prave passages : Marry, on him ;
th'athversary was have possession of the pridge ; For he hath stoln a pix, and hang’d must ’a be. but he is enforced to retire, and the duke of A damned death !
Exeter is master of the pridge: I can tell your Let gallows gape for dog, let man go free; majesty, the duke is a prave man. And let not hemp his wind-pipe suffocate : K. Hen. What men have you lost, Fluellen? But Exeter hath given the doom of death, Flu. The perdition of th'athversary hath been For pix of little price.
very great, very reasonable great: marry, for my * Therefore, go speak, the duke will hear thy voice; part, I think the duke hath lost never a man, And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut but one that is like to be executed for robbing a With edge of penny cord and vile reproach : church, one Bardolph, if your majesty know the Speak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite. man: his face is all bubuckles, and whelks, and Flu. Ancient Pistol, I do partly understand knobs, and flames of fire; and his lips plows at your meaning.
his nose, and it is like a coal of fire, sometimes Pist. Why then rejoice therefore.
plue, and sometimes red; but his nose is exePist. Certainly, ancient, it is not a thing to cuted, and his fire's out. rejoice at: for if, look you, he were my brother, K. Hen. We would have all such offenders so I would desire the duke to use his goot pleasure, cut off:—and we give express charge, that, in and put him to executions ; for disciplines ought our marches through the country, there be noto be used.
thing compelled from the villages, nothing taken Pist. Die and be damn’d; and figo for thy but paid for ; none of the French upbraided, or friendship!
abused in disdainful language ; For when lenity Flu. It is well.
and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler Pist. The fig of Spain ! [Erit Pistol. gamester is the soonest winner. Flu. Very goot. Gow. Why this is an arrant counterfeit ras
Tucket sounds. Enter Montsor. eal ; I remember him now; a bawd; a cutpurse.
Mont. You know me by my habit. Flu. I'll assure you, 'a utter'd as prave 'ords K. Hen. Well then, I know thee; What shall at the pridge, as you shall see in a summer's I know of thee? day : But it is very well; what he has spoke to Mont. My master's mind. me, that is well, I warrant you, when time is K. Hen. Unfold it.
Mont. Thus says my king :-Say thou to Gow. Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue ; that Harry of England, Though we seemed dead, we now and then goes to the wars, to grace him- did but sleep; Advantage is a better soldier, self, at his return into Lo under the form than rashness. Tell him, we could have reof a soldier. And such fellows are perfect in buked him at Harfleur ; but that we thought great commanders' names: and they will learn not good to bruise an injury, till it were full you by rote, where services were done ;-at such ripe : -now we speak upon our cue, and our and such a sconce, at such a breach, at such a voice is imperial: England shall repent his folly, convoy; who came off bravely, who was shot, see his weakness, and admire our sufferance. who disgraced, what terms the enemy stood on; Bid him, therefore, consider of his ransome; and this they con perfectly in the phrase of war, which must proportion the losses we have borne, which they trick up with new-tuned oaths : the subjects we have lost, the disgrace we have And what a beard of the general's cut, and a digested; which, in weight to re-answer, his
pettiness would bow under. For our losses, his Orl. You have an excellent armour ; but let exchequer is too poor ; for the effusion of our my horse have his due. blood, the muster of his kingdom too faint a ‘Con. It is the best horse of Europe. number; and for our disgrace, his own person, Orl. Will it never be morning ? kneeling at our feet, but a weak and worthless Dau. My lord of Orleans, and my
lord high satisfaction. To this add-defiance: and tell constable, you talk of horse and armour,hin, for conclusion, he hath betrayed his fol- Orl. You are as well provided of both, as any lowers, whose condemnation is pronounced. So prince in the world. far my king and master; so much my office. Dau. What a long night is this !-I will not K. Hen. What is thy name? I know thy change my horse with any that treads but on quality.
four pasterns. Ca, ha! He bounds from the Mont. Montjoy.
earth, as if his entrails were hairs : le cheval voK. Hen. Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn lant, the Pegasus, qui a les narines de feu ! thee back,
When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he And tell thy king, I do not seek him now; trots the air; the earth sings, when he touches But could be willing to march on to Calais it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical Without impeachment: for, to say the sooth, than the pipe of Hermes. (Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much Orl. He's of the colour of the nutmeg. Unto an enemy of craft and vantage,)
Dau. And of the heat of the ginger. It is a My people are with sickness much enfeebled ; beast for Perseus : he is pure air and fire; and My numbers lessened; and those few I have, the dull elements of earth and water never apAlmost no better than so many French ; pear in him, but only in patient stillness, while Who, when they were in health, I tell thee, herald, his rider mounts him: he is, indeed, a horse; I thought, upon one pair of English legs and all other jades you may callbeasts. Did march three Frenchmen.-Yet, forgive me, Con. Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute God,
and excellent horse. That I do brag thus !-this your air of France Dau. It is the prince of palfreys; his neigh Hath blown that vice in me; I must repent. is like the bidding of a monarch, and his counGo, therefore, tell thy master, here I am ; tenance enforces homage. My ransome, is this frail and worthless trunk; Orl. No more, cousin. My army, but a weak and sickly guard ;
Duu. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot, Yet, God before, tell him we will come on, from the rising of the lark to the lodging of the Though France himself, and such another neigh- lamb, vary deserved praise on my palfrey: it is bour,
a theme as fluent as the sea ; turn the sands Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, into eloquent tongues, and my horse is arguMontjoy.
ment for them all : 'tis a subject for a sovereign Go, bid thy master well advise himself: to reason on, and for a sovereign's sovereign to If we may pass, we will; if we be hinder'd, ride on; and for the world (familiar to us, We shall your tawny ground with your red blood and unknown,) to lay apart their particular Discolour': and so, Montjoy, fare you well. functions, and wonder at him. I once writ a The sum of all our answer is but this :
sonnet in his praise, and began thus: Wonder We would not seek a battle, as we are ;
of nature, Nor, as we are, we say, we will not shun it : Orl. I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's So tell your master.
mistress. Moni. I shall deliver so.
Thanks to your
Dau. Then did they imitate that which I highness.
[Erit Montjoy. composed to my courser ; for my horse is my Glo. I hope, they will not come upon us now. mistress. K. Hen. We are in God's hand, brother, not Orl. Your mistress bears well, in theirs.
Dau. Me well ; which is the prescript praise March to the bridge ; it now draws toward and perfection of a good and particular mistress. night:
Côn. Ma foy! the other day, methought, your Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves ; mistress shrewdly shook your back. And on to-morrow bid them march away. Dau. So, perhaps, did yours.
[Ereunt. Con. Mine was not bridled,
Dau. O ! then, belike, she was old and gentle ; SCENE VII.-The French camp, near Agin- and you rode, like a Kerne of Ireland, your court,
French hose off, and in your strait trossers.
Con. You have good judgment in horsemanEnter the Constable of FRANCE, the Lord Ram
ship. BERES, the Duke of ORLEANS, Dauphin, and Dau. Be warned by me then : they, that ride others.
so, and ride not warily, fall into foul bogs; I Con. Tut! I have the best armour of the had rather have my horse to my mistress. world.—'Would, it were day!
Conho I had as lief have my mistress a jade. VOL. II.
Dau. I tell thee, constable, my mistress wears Con. By my faith, sir, but it is; never any her own hair.
body saw it, but his lackey : 'tis a hooded valour; Con. I could make as true a boast as that, if and, when it appears, it will bate. I had a sow to my mistress.
Orl. Ill will never said well. Dau. Le chien est retournè à son propre vo- Con. I will cap that proverb with—There is missement, et la truie lavée au bourbier: thou flattery in friendship. makest use of any thing.
Orl. And I will take up that with Give the Con. Yet do I not use my horse for my mis- devil his due. tress ; or any such proverb, so little kin to the Con. Well placed ; there stands your friend purpose.
for the devil : have at the very eye of that proRam. My lord constable, the armour that I verb, with-A pox of the devil. saw in your tent to-night, are those stars, or Orl. You are the better at proverbs, by how suns, upon it?
much-A fool's bolt is soon shot. Con. Stars, my lord.
Con. You have shot over. Dau. Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope. Orl. 'Tis not the first time you were overshot. Con. And yet my sky shall not want. Dau. That may be, for you bear a many su
Enter a Messenger. perfluously; and 'twere more honour, some were Mess. My lord high constable, the English away.
lie within fifteen hundred paces of your tent. Con. Even as your horse bears your praises ; Con. Who hath measured the ground? who would trot as well, were some of your brags Mess. The lord Grandpré. dismounted.
Con. A valiant and most expert gentleman. Dau. 'Would, I were able to load him with Would it were day !-Alas, poor Harry of Enghis desert ! Will it never be day? I will trot land ! he longs not for the dawning, as we do. to-morrow a mile, and my way shall be paved Orl. What a wretched and peevish fellow is with English faces.
this king of England, to mope with his fatCon. I will not say so, for fear I should be brained followers so far out of his knowledge ! faced out of my way: But I would it were Con. If the English had any apprehension, morning, for I would fajn be about the ears of they would run away. the English.
Orl. That they lack; for if their heads had Ram. Who will go to hazard with me for any intellectual armour, they could never wear twenty English prisoners ?
such heavy head-pieces. Con. You must first go yourself to hazard, Ram. That island of England breeds very have them.
valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchDau. 'Tis midnight, I'll go arm myself. [Erit. able courage. Orl. The Dauphin longs for morning.
Orl. Foolish curs ! that run winking into the Ram. He longs to eat the English.
mouth of a Russian bear, and have their heads Con. I think, he will eat all he kills.
crushed like rotten apples : You may as well Orl. By the white hand of my lady, he's a say,--that's a valiant flea, that dare eat his breakgallant prince.
fast on the lip of a lion. .Con. Swear by her foot, that she may tread Con. Just, just; and the men do sympathize out the oath.
with the mastiffs, in robustious and rough coming Orl. He is, simply, the most active gentleman on, leaving their wits with their wives : and then of France.
give them great meals of beef, and iron and steel, Con. Doing is activity: and he will still be they will eat like wolves, and fight like devils. doing.
Örl. Ay, but these English are shrewdly out Orl. He never did harm, that I heard of. of beef.
Con. Nor will do none to-morrow; he will Con. Then we shall find to-morrow they keep that good name still.
have only stomachs to eat, and none to fight. Orl. I know him to be valiant.
Now is it time to arm : Come, shall we about it? Con. I was told that, by one that knows him Orl. It is now two o'clock : but, let me see, better than you.
by ten, Orl. What's he?
We shall have each a hundred Englishmen. Con. Marry, he told me so himself: and he
[Ereunt. said, he cared not who knew it.
Orl. He needs not, it is no hidden virtue in him.
The name of Agincourt: Yet, sit and sec; Enter CHORUS.
Minding true things by what their mockeries bz. Chor. Now entertain conjecture of a time,
[Erit. When creeping murmur, and the poring dark, Fills the wide vessel of the universe.
SCENE 1.—The English camp at Agincourt. From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night,
Enter King Henry, Bedford, and Gloster. The hum of either army stilly sounds,
K. Hen. Gloster, 'tis true, that we are in great That the fix'd sentinels almost receive
danger; The secret whispers of each other's watch: The greater therefore should our courage be. Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Good-morrow, brother Bedford.--God Almighty! Each battle sees the other's umber'd face: There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Would men observingly distil it out; Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents, For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers, The armourers, accomplishing the knights, Which is both healthful, and good husbandry: With busy hammers closing rivets up,
Besides, they are our outward consciences, Give dreadful note of preparation.
And preachers to us all ; admonishing, The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll, That we should dress us fairly for our end. And the third hour of drowsy morning name. Thus may we gather honey from the weed, Proud of their numbers, and secure in soul, And make a moral of the devil himself. The confident and over-lusty French Do the low-rated English play at dice ;
Enter ERPINGHAM. And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night, Good-morrow, old sir Thomas Erpingham: Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp A good soft pillow for that good white head So tediously away. The poor condemned English, Were better than a churlish turf of France. Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires
Erp. Not so, my liege; this lodging likes me Sit patiently, and inly ruminate
better, The morning's danger; and their gesture sad, Since I may say-now lie I like a king. Investing lank-lean cheeks, and war-worn coats, K. Hen. 'Tis good for men to love their prePresenteth them unto the gazing moon
sent pains, So many horrid ghosts. 0, now, who will be- Upon example; so the spirit is eased : hold
And, when the mind is quicken'd, out of doubt, The royal captain of this ruin'd band,
The organs, though defunct and dead before, Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent, Break up their drowsy grave, and newly move Let him cry-Praise and glory on his head ! With casted slough and fresh legerity, For forth he goes, and visits all his host; Lend me thy cloak, sir Thomas. --Brothers both, Bids them good-morrow, with a modest smile; Commend me to the princes in our camp ; And calls them-brothers, friends, and country- Do my good-morrow to them; and, anon, men.
Desire them all to my pavilion. Upon his royal face there is no note,
Glo. We shall, my liege. How dread an army hath enrounded him ;
[Exeunt Gloster and Bedford. Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour
Erp. Shall I attend your grace ? Unto the weary and all-watched night:
K. Hen. No, my good knight; But freshly looks, and over-bears attaint, Go with my brothers to my lords of England : With cheerful semblance, and sweet majesty ; I and my bosom must debate a while, That every wretch, pining and pale before, And then I would no other company. Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks : Erp. The lord in heaven_bless thee, noble A largess universal, like the sun,
[Erit Erpingham. His liberal eye doth give to every one,
K. Hen. God-a-mercy, old heart, thou speakThawing cold fear. Then, mean and gentle all, est cheerfully. Behold, as may unworthiness define, A little touch of Harry in the night :
Enter PISTOL. And so our seene must to the battle fly;
Pist. Qui va lá ? Where, (O for pity !) we shall much disgrace K. Hen. A friend. With four or five most vile and ragged foils, Pist. Discuss unto me; Art thou officer ? Right ill dispos’d, in brawl ridiculous,- Or art thou base, common, and popular ?