Dau. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had For England his approaches makes as fierce, been any christom1 child; 'a parted even just be-As waters to the sucking of a gulf. tween twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide It fits us then, to be as provident for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and As fear may teach us, out of late examples play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, Left by the fatal and neglected English knew there was but one way; for his nose was Upon our fields. as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, sir John? quoth I; what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out-God, God, God! three or four times: now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God; hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet: So, 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed, and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and so upward, and upward, and all was as cold as any stone. Nym. They say, he cried out for sack. Boy. Yes, that 'a did; and said, they were devils incarnate. Quick. 'A could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he never liked. Boy. 'A said once, the devil would have him about women. Quick. 'A did in some sort, indeed, handle women: but then he was rheumatic ;2 and talked of the whore of Babylon. Boy. Do you not remember, 'a saw a flea stick upon Bardolph's nose; and 'a said, it was a black soul burning in hell-fire? Bard. Well, the fuel is gone, that maintained that fire: that's all the riches I got in his service. Nym. Shall we shog off? the king will be gone from Southampton. Pist. Come, let's away.-My love, give me thy lips. Look to my chattels, and my moveables: Let senses rule; the word is, Pitch and Pay; For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes, Go, clear thy crystals.3-Yoke-fellows in arms, My most redoubted father, But that defences, musters, preparations, Con. Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable, Fr. King. Think we king Harry strong; The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us; Nym. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but adieu. thee command. keep close, I Pist. Let housewifery appear; Quick. Farewell; adieu. [Exeunt. SCENE IV-France. A room in the French King's palace. Enter the French King attend ed; the Dauphin, the Duke of Burgundy, the Constable, and others. Fr. King. Thus come the English with full And more than carefully it us concerns, (1) A child not more than a month old. Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun,— Mangle the work of nature, and deface Of that victorious stock; and let us fear Scene 1. KING HENRY V. Runs far before them. Good my sovereign, Re-enter Lords, with Exeter and train. From our brother England? you The borrow'd glories, that, by gift of heaven, To him, and to his heirs; namely, the crown, [Gives a paper. In every branch truly demonstrative; Fr. King. Or else what follows? Exe. Bloody constraint; for if you hide the crown Dau. For the dauphin, tempt, And any thing that may not misbecome Dau. Say, if my father render fair reply, (1) Resound, echo. (2) Bank or shore. Exe. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it, Exe. Despatch us with all speed, lest that our Come here himself to question our delay; Fr. King. You shall be soon despatch'd, with A night is but small breath, and little pause, ACT III. Enter Chorus. [Exeunt. Cho. Thus with imagin'd wing our swift scene flies, In motion of no less celerity Than that of thought. Suppose, that you have seen Tells Harry-that the king doth offer him Before Harfleur.— Or close the wall up with our English dead! (4) The staff which holds the match used in firing cannon. (5) Small pieces of ordnance. KING HENRY Y, In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, Act III. Nym. These be good humours!--your honour wins bad humours. [Exeunt Nym, Pistol, and Bardolph, fol lowed by Fluellen. Boy. As young as I am, I have observed these three swashers. I am boy to them all three: but all they three, though they would serve me, could not be man to me; for, indeed, three such antics do Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it, not amount to a man. For Bardolph,-he is white- Be copy now to men of grosser blood, Whose limbs were made in England, show us The mettle of your pasture; let us swear not; For there is none of you so mean and base, [Exeunt. Alarum, and chambers go off Nym. 'Pray thee, corporal, stay; the knocks are too hot; and, for mine own part, I have not a case of lives: the humour of it is too hot, that is the very plain-song of it. Pist. The plain-song is most just; for humours Knocks go and come; God's vassals drop and die; Doth win immortal fame. Boy. 'Would I were in an ale-house in London! If wishes would prevail with me, Boy. As duly, but not as truly, as bird doth sing on bough. Enter Fluellen. Flu. Got's plood!-Up to the preaches, you rascals! will you not up to the preaches? Pist. Be merciful, great duke,5 to men of mould !6 Good bawcock, bate thy rage! use lenity, sweet (1) A mole to withstand the encroachment of the tide. (2) Worn, wasted. (3) Fetched. livered, and red-faced; by the means whereof, a faces it out, but fights not. For Pistol,-he hath a killing tongue, and a quiet sword; by the means whereof 'a breaks words, and keeps whole weapons. are the best? men; and therefore he scorns to say For Nym,-he hath heard, that men of few words his prayers, lest 'a should be thought a coward; but deeds; for 'a never broke any man's head but his his few bad words are match'd with as few good own; and that was against a post, when he was purchase. Bardolph stole a lute-case; bore it drunk. They will steal any thing, and call it,twelve leagues, and sold it for three halfpence. and in Calais they stole a fire-shovel: I knew, by Nym and Bardolph, are sworn brothers in filching; They would have me as familiar with men's pockets, that piece of service, the men would carry coals, as their gloves or their handkerchiefs: which makes another's pocket, to put into mine; for it is plain much against my manhood, if I should take from pocketing up of wrongs. I must leave them, and seek some better service: their villany goes against my weak stomach, and therefore I must cast it up. [Exit Boy. Re-enter Fluellen, Gower following. to the mines; the duke of Gloster would speak Gow. Captain Fluellen, you must come presently with you. Flu. To the mines! tell you the duke, it is not mines is not according to the disciplines of the war; so good to come to the mines: For, look you, the you, th' athversary (you may discuss unto the duke, the concavities of it is not sufficient; for, look look you,) is dight himself four yards under the countermines: by Cheshu, I think, 'a will plow 10 up all if there is not better directions. Gow. The duke of Gloster, to whom the order Flu. It is captain Macmorris, is it not? will verify as much in his peard: he has no more Enter Macmorris and Jamy, at a distance. captain Jamy, with him. Flu. Captain Jamy is a marvellous falorous gen- Jamy I say, gud-day, captain Fluellen. Flu. God-den to your worship, goot captain Jamy. Gow. How now, captain Macmorris? have you quit the mines? have the pioneers given o'er? (4) Matter, subject. (5) Commander. (10) Blow. (8) Pocket affronts. Mac. By Chrish la, tish ill done: the work ish | And the flesh'd soldier,-rough and hard of heart,— give over, the trumpet sound the retreat. By my in liberty of bloody hand, shall range hand, I swear, and by my father's soul, the work With conscience wide as hell; mowing like grass ish ill done; itish give over: I would have blowed Your fresh-air virgins, and your flowering infants. up the town, so Chrish save me, la, in an hour. What is it then to me, if impious war,O, tish ill done, tish ill done; by my hand, tish ill Array'd in flames, like to the prince of fiends,-done! Do, with his smirch'd2 complexion, all fell3 feats Enlink'd to waste and desolation? What is't to me, when you yourselves are cause, If your pure maidens fall into the hand Of hot and forcing violation? What rein can hold licentious wickedness, When down the hill he holds his fierce career? We may as bootless spend our vain command Upon the enraged soldiers in their spoil, As send precepts to the Leviathan To come ashore. Therefore, you men of Harfleur, Take pity of your town, and of your people, Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command; Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace Flu. Captain Macmorris, I peseech you now, will you vouchsafe me, look you, a few disputations with you? as partly touching or concerning the disciplines of the war, the Roman wars, in the way of argument, look you, and friendly communication; partly, to satisfy my opinion, and partly, for the satisfaction, look you, of my mind, as touching the direction of the military discipline; that is the point. Jamy. It sall be very gud, gud feith, gud cap-|| tains both and I sall quit you with gud leave, as I may pick occasion; that sall I, marry. Mac. It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save me, the day is hot, and the weather, and the wars, and the king, and the dukes; it is no time to dis-O'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds course. The town is beseeched, and the trumpet calls us to the breach; and we talk, and, by Chrish, do nothing; 'tis shame for us all so God sa' me, 'tis shame to stand still; it is shame, by my hand: and there is throats to be cut, and works to be done: and there ish nothing done, so Chrish sa' me, la. Jamy. By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves to slumber, aile do gude service, or aile ligge i'the grund for it; ay, or go to death; and aile pay it as valorously as I may, that sal I surely do, that is the breff and the long: Mary, I wad full fain heard some question 'tween you tway. Flu. Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, under your correction, there is not many of your nation Mac. Of my nation? What ish my nation? ish a villain, and a bastard, and a knave, and a rascal? What ish my nation? Who talks of my nation? Flu. Look you, if you take the matter otherwise than is meant, captain Macmorris, peradventure, I shall think you do not use me with that affability as in discretion you ought to use me, look you; being as goot a man as yourself, both in the disciplines of wars, and in the derivation of my birth, and in other particularities. Of deadly murder, spoil, and villany. Gov. Our expectation hath this day an end: K. Hen. Open your gates.--Corne, uncle Exeter, Mac. I do not know you so good a man as my-To-night in Harfleur will we be your guest; self: so Chrish save me, I will cut off bead. your Gow. Gentlemen both, you will mistake each other. Jamy. Au! that's a foul fault. [A parley sounded. To-morrow for the march are we addrest.5 [Flourish. The King, &c. enter the town. SCENE IV-Rouen. A room in the palace. Enter Katharine and Alice. Kath. Alice, tu as esté en Angleterre, et tu par Flu. Captain Macmorris, when there is more better opportunity to be required, look you, I willes bien le language. be so bold as to tell you, I know the disciplines of war; and there is an end. [Exeunt. SCENE III-The same. Before the gates of Harfleur. The Governor and some citizens on the walls; the English forces below. Enter King Henry and his train. Alice. Un peu, madame. Kath. Je te prie, m'enseignez; il faut que j'ap prenne à parler. Comment appellez vous la main, en Anglois? Alice. La main? elle est appellée, de hand. Alice. Les doigts? ma foy, je oublie les doigts; K. Hen. How yet resolves the governor of the mais je me souviendray. Les doigts? je pense, town? This is the latest parle we will admit : (A name, that, in my thoughts, becomes me best,) I will not leave the half-achieved Harfleur, Till in her ashes she lie buried. The gates of mercy shall be all shut up; (1) Requite, answer. (2) Soiled. (3) Cruel. qu'ils sont appellé de fingres; ouy, de fingres. Kath. La main, de hand: les doigts, de fingres. Je pense, que je suis le bon escolier. J'ay gagné deux mots d'Anglois vistement. Comment appellez vous les ongles? Alice. Les ongles? les appellons, de nails. Kath. De nails. Escoutez; dites moy, si je parle bien; de band, de fingres, de nails. Alice. C'est bien dit, madame; il est fort bon Anglois. (4) Without success. (5) Prepared. Kath. Dites moy en Anglois, le bras. Kath. De elbow. Je m'en faitz la repetition de tous les mots, que vous m'avez appris dès a present. Alice. Il est trop difficile, madame, comme je pense. Kath. Excusez moy, Alice; escoutez: De hand, de fingre, de nails, de arm, de bilbow. Alice. De elbow, madame. Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat? Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich fields; Our madams mock at us; and plainly say, Kath. O Seigneur Dieu! je m'en oublie ; De el-Their bodies to the lust of English youth, bow. Comment appellez vous le col? sin. Alice. De neck, madame. Kath. De neck: Et le menton ? Alice. De chin. Kath. De sin. Le col, de neck: le menton, de Alice. Ouy. Sauf vostre honneur; en verité vous prononces les mots aussi droict que les natifs d'Angleterre. Kath. Je ne doute point d'apprendre par la grace de Dieu; et en peu de temps. Alice. N'avez vous pas deja oublié ce que je vous ay enseignée? Kath. Non, je reciteray à vous promptement. De hand, de fingre, de mails. Alice. De nails, madame. Kath. De nails, de arme, de ilbow. Alice. Sauf vostre honneur, de elbow. Kath. Ainsi dis je; de elbow, de neck, et de sin : Comment appellez vous le pieds et la robe? Alice. De foot, madame; et de con. Kath. De foot, et de con? O Seigneur Dieu! ces sont mots de son mauvais, corruptible, grosse, et impudique, et non pour les dames d'honneur d'user: Je ne voudrois prononcer ces mots devant les seigneurs de France, pour tout le monde. faut de foot, et de con. neant-moins. Je reciterai une autre fois ma leçon ensemble: De hand, de fingre, de nails, de arm, de elbow, de neck, de sin, de foot, de con. Alice. Excellent, madame! Kath. C'est assez pour une fois; allons nous a disner. [Exeunt. SCENE V-The same. Another room in the Enter the French King, the Dauphin, Duke of Bourbon, the Constable of France, and same. others. Fr. King. 'Tis certain, he hath pass'd the river Some. Con. And if he be not fought withal, my lord, Let us not live in France; let us quit all, And give our vineyards to a barbarous people. Dau. O Dieu vivant! shall a few sprays of us, The emptying of our fathers' luxury,! Our scions, put in wild and savage stock, Spirt up so suddenly into the clouds, And overlook their grafters? Bour. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman bastards! Mort de ma vie! if they march along Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom, m In that nook-shotten? isle of Albion. To new-store France with bastard warriors. schools, And teach lavoltas4 high, and swift corantos; Fr. King. Where is Montjoy, the herald? speed him hence; Let him greet England with our sharp defiance.- For your great seats, now quit you of great shames. Con. Fr. King. Therefore, lord constable, haste on And let him say to England, that we send Montjoy: To know what willing ransom he will give.Prince dauphin, you shall stay with us in Rouen. Dau. Not so, I do beseech your majesty. Fr. King. Be patient, for you shall remain with Con. Dieu de battailes! where have they this Agamemnon; and a man that I love and honour mettle? Is not their climate foggy, raw, and dull? (1) Lust. (2) Projected. (3) Over-strained. with my soul, and my heart, and my duty, and my fe, and my livings, and my uttermost powers: he - not (Got be praised, and plessed!) any hurt in 'orld; but keeps the pridge most valiantly, with xcellent discipline. There is an ensign there at (4) Dances, P (5) Pendants, small flags |