The glove which I have given him for a favour
May haply purchase him a box o' the ear;
It is the soldier's; I, by bargain, should
Wear it myself. Follow, good cousin Warwick:

[WARWICK crosses to R.

If that the soldier strike him (as, I judge,
By his blunt bearing, he will keep his word,)
Some sudden mischief may arise of it;
For I do know Fluellen valiant,

And, touch'd with choler, hot as gunpowder,

And quickly will return an injury:

Follow, (GLOSTER crosses to R.) and see there be no harm

between them.

[WARWICK and GLOSTER exeunt R.H..

Go you with me, Uncle of Exeter.

Trumpets sound.

[Exeunt Omnes, L.H.

SCENE VI.-BEFORE KING HENRY'S PAVILION. Enter GoWER and WILLIAMS, R.H.

Will. I warrant it is to knight you, captain.

Enter FLUELLEN, R.H.

Flu. Heaven's will and pleasure, captain, I peseech you now, come apace to the king: there is more goot toward you peradventure than is in your knowledge to dream of. Will. Sir, know you this glove?

Flu. (c.) Know the glove! I know, the glove is a glove. Will. (R.c.) I know this; and thus I challenge it. [Strikes him. Flu. 'Sblud, an arrant traitor as any's in the universal 'orld, or in France, or in England! Gow. (L.C.) How now, sir! you Will. Do you think I'll be forsworn?

villain!

Flu. Stand away, Captain Gower; I will give treason his payment in plows, I warrant you.

Will. I am no traitor.

Flu. That's a lie in thy throat.-I charge you in his majesty's name, apprehend him: he's a friend of the duke Alençon's.

Enter WARWICK and GLOSTER, (P) R.H. Glos. (crosses to c.) How now, how now! what's the matter?

Flu. My lord of Gloster, here is (praised be Heaven for it!) a most contagious treason come to light, look you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here is his majesty.

Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, and others, U.E.L.H. K. Hen. (coming down centre.) How now! what's the

matter?

Flu. (L.H.) My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that, look your grace, has struck the glove which your majesty is take out of the helmet of Alençon.

Will. (R.c.) My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of it; and he that I gave it to in change promised to wear it in his cap I promised to strike him, if he did: I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my word.

Flu. Your majesty hear now (saving your majesty's manhood) what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, knave it is : I hope, your majesty is pear me testimony, and witness, and avouchments, that this is the glove of Alençon, that your majesty is give me, in your conscience, now.

K. Hen. Give me thy glove, soldier: Look, here is the fellow of it. 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike ; and thou hast given me most bitter terms.

[WILLIAMS falls on his knee. Flu. An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it, if there is any martial law in the 'orld.

K. Hen. How can'st thou make me satisfaction? Will. All offences, my liege, come from the heart: never came any from mine, that might offend your majesty. K. Hen. It was ourself thou didst abuse.

Will. Your majesty came not like yourself: you appeared to me but as a common man; witness the night, your garments, your lowliness; and what your highness suffered under that shape, I beseech you, take it for your own fault, and not mine for had you been as I took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I beseech your highness, pardon me.

K. Hen. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,

And give it to this fellow.-(WILLIAMS rises.) Keep it,

fellow;

And wear it for an honour in thy cap

Till I do challenge it.-Give him the crowns:

And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.

[The KING goes up the stage with EXETER, BEDFORD, and GLOSTER.

Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle enough in his pelly.-Hold, there is twelve pence for you; and I pray you to serve Heaven, and keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quarrels, and dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the petter for you.

Will. I will none of your money.

Flu. It is with a goot will; I can tell you, it will serve you to mend your shoes: Come, wherefore should you be so pashful? your shoes is not so goot: 'tis a goot silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.

Exit WILLIAMS, R.H.

Enter ENGLISH HERALD, R.H.

K. Hen. (coming down c.) Now, herald, are the dead number'd?

[HERALD uncovers, kneels, and delivers papers. The KING gives one paper to Exeter.

K. Hen. (c.) What prisoners of good sort are taken, uncle?

Exe. (L.C.) Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the king ; John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt:

Of other lords and barons, knights and 'squires,

Full fifteen hundred, besides common men.

K. Hen. (c.) This note doth tell me of ten thousand French That in the field lie slain of princes, in this number, And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead

One hundred twenty-six: added to these,

Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,

Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,
Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights :32

So that, in these ten thousand they have lost,

32 Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights:] In ancient times, the distribution of this honor appears to have been customary on the eve of a battle.

There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries:33

The rest are-princes, barons, lords, knights, 'squires,
And gentlemen of blood and quality.

Here was a royal fellowship of death!

What is the number of our English dead?

-(0)

Exe. (L.C.) Edward the duke of York, the earl of Suffolk, Sir Richard Ketley, Davy Gam, esquire:

None else of name; and of all other men
But five and twenty.

K. Hen. O Heaven, thy arm was here;
And not to us, but to thy arm alone,
Ascribe we all! When, without stratagem,
But in plain shock and even play of battle,
Was ever known so great and little loss

On one part and on the other?-Take it, Heaven,
For it is only thine!

Exe.

[Returns papers to HERALD, who rises and stands L. 'Tis wonderful!

K. Hen. Come, go we in procession to the village:
And be it death proclaimed through our host

To boast of this, or take that praise from Heaven
Which is his only.

Flu. (R.c.) Is it not lawful, and please your majesty, to tell how many is killed?

K. Hen. (up the stage c.) Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgment,

That Heaven fought for us.

Flu. Yes, my conscience, he did us great goot.

K. Hen. Do we all holy rites: (R)

[The curtains of the Royal Pavilion are drawn aside, and discover an Altar and Priests.

Let there be sung Non nobis and Te Deum;

The dead with charity enclos'd in clay :

We'll then to Calais; and to England then;

Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy men.

[Organ music; all kneel, and join in Song of Thanksgiving.

END OF ACT FOUR.

33 Sixteen hundred mercenaries ;] i.e., common soldiers, hired soldiers.

HISTORICAL NOTES TO ACT FOURTH.

(A) The English Camp at Agincourt.] The French were about a quarter of a mile from them at Agincourt and Ruisseauville, and both armies proceeded to light their fires, and to make the usual arrangements for a bivouack. The night was very rainy, and much inconvenience is said to have been experienced in each camp from wet and cold, accompanied, among the English, by hunger and fatigue. It was passed in a manner strictly consistent with their relative situations. The French, confident in their numbers, occupied the hours not appropriated to sleep in calculating upon their success; and in full security of a complete victory, played at dice with each other for the disposal of their prisoners, an archer being valued at a blank, and the more important persons in proportion; whilst the English were engaged in preparing their weapons, and in the most solemn acts of religion. The Chronicler in the text states, that from the great stillness which prevailed throughout the English camp, the enemy imagined they were panic-struck, and intended to decamp. Monstrelet relates that the English much fatigued and oppressed by cold, hunger, and other annoyances; that they made their peace with God, by confessing their sins with tears, and numbers of them taking the sacrament; for, as it was related by some prisoners, they looked for certain death on the morrow."

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(B) Enter Erpingham.] Sir Thomas Erpingham came over with Bolingbroke from Bretagne, and was one of the commissioners to receive King Richard's abdication. In Henry the Fifth's time Sir Thomas was warden of Dover Castle, and at the battle of Agincourt, was commander of the Archers. This venerable knight is described by Monstrelet to have grown grey with age and honour; and when orders were given for the English army to march toward the enemy, by Henry crying aloud, "Advance banners," Sir Thomas threw his truncheon in the air as a signal to the whole field, exclaiming, "Now strike;" and loud and repeated shouts testified the readiness with which they obeyed the command.

(c) I Richard's body have interred new;] Henry was anxious not only to repair his own misconduct, but also to make amends for