Mont. The day is yours.

K. Henry. Praised be God, and not our strength, for it!— What is this caftle call'd, that ftands hard by?

Mont. They call it-Agincourt.

K. Henry. Then call we this-the field of Agincourt, Fought on the day of Crifpin Crifpianus.

Flu. Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your majesty, and your great-uncle Edward the plack prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles, fought a most prave pattle here in France.

K. Henry. They did, Fluellen.

Flu. Your majefty fays very true: If your majefties is remember'd of it, the Welfhmen did goot fervice in a garden where leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their Monmouth caps; which, your majesty knows, to this hour is an honourable padge of the fervice: and, I do believe, your majesty takes no fcorn to wear the leek upon faint Tavy's day.

K. Henry. I wear it for a memorable honour: For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman.

Flu. All the water in Wye cannot wash your majefty's Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that: Got pless and preserve it, as long as it pleases his grace and his majesty too!

K. Henry. Thanks, good my countryman.

Flu. By Chefhu, I am your majefty's countryman, I care not who know it; I will confefs it to all the 'orld: I need not be ashamed of your majefty, praised be God, fo long as your majesty is an honest man.

K. Henry. God keep me fo!-Our heralds go with him;

Enter Williams.

Bring me juft notice of the numbers dead

On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither.

[Exeunt Montjoy and others.

Exe. Soldier, you must come to the king.

K. Henry. Soldier, why wear'st thou that glove in thy cap?

Will. An't please your majefty, 'tis the gage of one that I fhould fight withal, if he be alive.

K. Henry. An Englishman?

Will. An't please your majefty, a rascal, that swagger'd with me last night: who, if 'a live, and ever dare to challenge this glove, I have fworn to take him a box o'the ear: or, if I can see my glove in his cap (which, he swore, as he was a foldier, he would wear, if alive) I will strike it out foundly.

K. Henry. What think you, captain Fluellen ? is it fic this foldier keep his oath?

Fiu. He is a craven and a villain elfe, an't please your majefty, in my confcience.

K. Henry. It may be, his enemy is a gentleman of great fort, quite from the answer of his degree.

Flu. Though he be as goot a gentleman as the tevil is,' as Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is neceffary, look your grace, that he keep his vow and his oath: if he be perjur'd, fee you now, his reputation is as arrant a villain, and a jack-fawce, as ever his plack shoe trod upon Got's ground and his earth, in my conscience, la.

K. Henry. Then keep thy vow, firrah, when thou meet'st the fellow.

Will. So I will, my liege, as I live.

K. Henry. Who ferveft thou under?
Will. Under captain Gower, my liege.

Flu. Gower is a goot captain; and is good knowledge and literature in the wars.

K. Henry. Call him hither to me, foldier.

z of great fort, quite from the answer of his degree.]—of high rank, and above anfwering, not bound to accept his challenge.

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Will.

Will. I will, my liege.

[Exit. K. Henry. Here Fluellen; wear thou this favour for me, and stick it in thy cap: When Alençon and myself were down together, I pluck'd this glove from his helm: if any man challenge this, he is a friend to Alençon and an enemy to our perfon; if thou encounter any fuch, apprehend him, an thou doft love me.

Flu. Your grace does me as great honours, as can be defir'd in the hearts of his fubjects: I would fain fee the man, that has but two legs, that fhall find himself aggrief'd at this glove, that is all; but I would fain fee it once; an please Got of his grace, that I might fee it. K. Henry. Know'ft thou Gower?

Flu. He is my dear friend, an please you.

K. Henry. Pray thee, go feek him, and bring him to my tent.

Flu. I will fetch him.

[Exit.

K. Henry. My lord of Warwick,-and my brother

Glofter,

Follow Fluellen closely at his heels:

The glove, which I have given him for a favour,

May, haply, purchase him a box o'the ear;

It is the foldier's; I, by bargain, should

Wear it myself. Follow, good coufin Warwick:
If that the foldier strike him, (as, I judge
By his blunt bearing, he will keep his word)
Some fudden mischief may arife of it;

For I do know Fluellen valiant,

And, touch'd with choler, hot as gun-powder,
And quickly he'll return an injury :

Follow, and see there be no harm between them.

with me,

uncle of Exeter.

[Exeunt.

SCENE

SCENE III.

Before king Henry's Pavilion.

Enter Gower, and Williams

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

Enter Fluellen.

Flu. Got's will and his pleasure, captain, I pefeech 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. Know the glove? I know, the glove is a glove. Will. I know this; and thus I challenge it. [Strikes him. Flu, 'Sblud, an arrant taitor, as any's in the univerfal 'orld, or in France, or in England.

Gow. How now, Sir? you villain !

Will. Do you think I'll be forfworn?

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 lye 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 Glofter.

War. How now, how now! what's the matter?

Flu. My lord of Warwick, here is (praised be Got for it) a moft contagious treafon come to light, look you, as you would defire in a fummer's day. Here is his majesty.

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• in plows,]—into plows—in two plows—a good drubbing.

Enter king Henry and Exeter.

K. Henry. How now! What's the matter?

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

Will. 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 promifed to ftrike 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 majefty hear you, (faving your majesty's manhood) what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lowfy knave it is: I hope, your majefty is pear me teftimonies, and witneffes, and avouchments, that this is the glove of Alençon, that your majefty is give me, in your conscience

now.

K. Henry. Give me thy glove, foldier: Look, here is the fellow of it. 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised❜ft to ftrike; and thou haft given me most bitter terms.

Flu. An please your majefty, let his neck anfwer for it, if there is any martial law in the 'orld.

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

Will. Your majefty came not like yourself: you appear'd to me but as a common man; witness the night, your garments, your lowlinefs; and what your highness fuffer'd under that fhape, 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 highnefs, pardon me.

thy glove,]-the glove in thy cap-in thy poffeffion, though really mine. & Twas me.

K. Henry.