at for if, look you, he were my brother, I would desire the duke to use his goot pleasure, and put him to executions; for disciplines ought to be used.

Pist. Die and be damn'd ; and figo for thy friendship! Flu. It is well.

Pist. The fig of Spain !

Flu. Very good.

[Exit PISTOL.

Gow. Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rascal; I remember him now; a bawd; a cut-purse.

Flu. I'll assure you, 'a utter'd as prave 'ords at the pridge, as you shall see in a summer's day: But it is very well; what he has spoke to me, that is well, I warrant you, when time is serve.

Gow. Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue; that now and then goes to the wars, to grace himself, at his return into London, under the form of a soldier. And such fellows are perfect in great commanders' names; and they will learn you by rote, where services were done; at such and such a sconce, 3 at such a breach, at such a convoy ; who came off bravely, who was shot, who disgraced, what terms the enemy stood on ; and this they con perfectly in the phrase of war, which they trick up with new-tuned oaths: And what a beard of the general's cut, 4 and a horrid suit of the camp, will do among foaming bottles, and ale-washed wits, is wonderful to be thought on ! 5 But you must learn to know such slanders of the age, or else you may be marvellous mistook.

Flu. I tell you what, captain Gower;-I do perceive, he is not the man that he would gladly make show to the 'orld he is; if I find a hole in his coat, I will tell him my mind. [Drum heard.] Hark you, the king is coming; and I must speak with him from the pridge.

Enter King HENRY, GLOSTER, and Soldiers. Flu. Got pless your majesty!

K.Hen.How now, Fluellen? cam'st thou from the bridge? Flu. Ay, so please your majesty. The duke of Exeter has very gallantly maintained the pridge: the French is

[3] A sconce appears to have been some hasty, rude inconsiderable kind of fortification. STEEV,

[4] It appears that our ancestors were very curious in the fashion of their beards, and that a certain cut or form was appropriated to the soldier, the bishop, the judge, the clown, &c MAL.

[5] This was a character very troublesome to wise men in our author's time. "It is the practice with him (says Ascham) to be warlike, though he never looked enemy in the face; yet some warlike sign must be used, as a slovenly buskin, or an over-staring frowncing head, as though out of every hair's top should suddenly start a good big oath." JOHN'S.

gone off, look you; and there is gallant and most prave passages: Marry, th' athversary was have possession of the pridge; but he is enforced to retire, and the duke of Exeter is master of the pridge: I can tell your majesty, the duke is a prave man.

K.Hen. What men have you lost, Fluellen ?

Flu. The perdition of th' athversary hath been very great, very reasonable great: marry, for my part, I think the duke hath lost never a man, but one that is like to be executed for robbing a church, one Bardolph, if your majesty know the man: his face is all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames of fire; and his lips plows at his nose, and it is like a coal of fire, sometimes plue, and sometimes red; but his nose is executed, and his fire's out."

K.Hen. We would have all such offenders so cut off : -and we give express charge, that, in our marches through the country, there be nothing compelled from the villages, nothing taken but paid for; none of the French upbraided, or abused in disdainful language; for when lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.

Tucket sounds. Enter MONTJOY.7

Mont. You know me by my habit.

K.Hen. Well then, I know thee: What shall I know of thee?

Mont. My master's mind.
K.Hen. Unfold it.

Mont. Thus says my king;-Say thou to Harry of England, Though we seemed dead, we did but sleep : Advantage is a better soldier, than rashness. Tell him, we could have rebuked him at Harfleur; but that we thought not good to bruise an injury, till it were full ripe;-now we speak upon our cue, and our voice is imperial: England shall repent his folly, see his weak

[6] This is the last time that any sport can be made with the red face of Bardolph, which, to confess the truth, seems to have taken more hold on Shakspeare's imagination than on any other. The conception is very cold to the solitary reader, though it may be somewhat invigorated by the exhi bition on the stage. The poet is always more careful about the present than the future, about his audience than his readers. JOHNS.

[7] Mont-joie is the title of the first king at arms in France, as Garter is in England. STEEV.

[8] That is, by his herald's coat. The person of a herald being inviolable, was distinguished in those times of formality by a peculiar dress, which is likewise yet worn on particular occasions. JOHNS.

[9] In our turn. This phrase the author learned among players, and has imparted it to kings.

JOHNS.

ness, and admire our sufferance. Bid him, therefore, consider of his ransome; which must proportion the losses we have borne, the subjects we have lost, the disgrace we have digested; which, in weight to re-answer, his pettiness would bow under. For our losses, his exchequer is too poor; for the effusion of our blood, the muster of his kingdom too faint a number; and for our disgrace, his own person, kneeling at our feet, but a weak and worthless satisfaction. To this add-defiance: and tell him, for conclusion, he hath betrayed his followers, whose condemnation is pronounced. So far my king and master; so much my office.

K.Hen. What is thy name? I know thy quality.
Mont. Montjoy.

K.Hen. Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee back, And tell thy king,-I do not seek him now;

But could be willing to march on to Calais
Without impeachment: for, to say the sooth,
(Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much
Unto an enemy of craft and vantage,)

My people are with sickness much enfeebled;
My numbers lessen'd; and those few I have,
Almost no better than so many French;

Who, when they were in health, I tell thee, herald,
I thought, upon one pair of English legs

Did march three Frenchmen.-Yet, forgive me, God,
That I do brag thus! this your air of France
Hath blown that vice in me; I must repent.
Go, therefore, tell thy master, here I am ;
My ransome is this frail and worthless trunk ;
My army, but a weak and sickly guard;
Yet, God before,2 tell him we will come on,

Though France himself, and such another neighbour,
Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, Montjoy.
Go, bid thy master well advise himself:

If we may pass, we will: if we be hinder'd,
We shall your tawny ground with your red blood
Discolour and so, Montjoy, fare you well.
The sum of all our answer is but this:
We would not seek a battle as we are;

without

[1] That is, hindrance. Empechement, Fr. STEEV.Impeachment, in the same sense. has always been used as a legal word in deeds, as impeachment of w. ste;" i.e. without restraint or hindrance of waste.REED. [2] This was an expression in that age for God being my guide, or, when ased to another. God be thy guide. JOHNS.

Nor, as we are, we say, we will not shun it;
So tell your master.

Mon. I shall deliver so. Thanks to your highness. [Ex.
Glos. I hope, they will not come upon us now.

K.Hen. We are in God's hand, brother, not in their's. March to the bridge; it now draws toward night :Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves; And on to-morrow bid them march away.

SCENE VII.

[Exeunt.

The French Camp near Agincourt. Enter the Constable of France, the Lord RAMBURES, the Duke of ORLEANS, Dauphin, and others.

Con. Tut! I have the best armour of the world.'Would, it were day!

Orl. You have an excellent armour; but let my horse have his due.

Con. It is the best horse of Europe.

Orl. Will it never be morning?

Dau. My lord of Orleans, and my lord high constable, you talk of horse and armour,

Orl. You are as well provided of both, as any prince in the world.

Dau. What a long night is this '—I will not change my horse with any that treads but on four pasterns; fa, ha! He bounds from the earth, as if his entrails were hairs 3 le cheval volant, the Pegasus, qui a les narines de feu! When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.

Orl. He's of the colour of the nutmeg.

Dau. And of the heat of the ginger. It is a beast for Perseus; he is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness, while his rider mounts him : he is, indeed, a horse; and all other jades you may call-beasts.

Con. Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute and excellent horse.

Dau. It is the prince of palfreys, his neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.

Q. No more, cousin.

[3] Alluding to the boanding of tennis-balls, which were stuffed with hair

Dau. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot, from the rising of the lark to the lodging of the lamb, vary deserved praise on my palfrey: it is a theme as fluent as the sea; turn the sands into eloquent tongues, and my horse is argument for them all: 'tis a subject for a sovereign to reason on, and for a sovereign's sovereign to ride on ; and for the world (familiar to us, and unknown) to lay apart their particular functions, and wonder at him. I once writ a sonnet in his praise, and began thus: Wonder of nature,4.

Orl. I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's mistress. Dau. Then did they imitate that which I composed to my courser; for my horse is my mistress.

Orl. Your mistress bears well.

Dau. Me well;-which is the prescript praise and perfection of a good and particular mistress.

Con. Ma foy! the other day, methought, your mistress shrewdly shook your back.

Dau. So, perhaps, did yours.

Con. Mine was not bridled.

Dau. O then, belike, she was old and gentle; and you rode, like a kerne of Ireland, your French hose off, and in your strait trossers.5

Con. You have good judgment in horsemanship.

Dau. Be warned by me then they that ride so, and ride not warily, fall into foul bogs; I had rather have my horse to my mistress.

Con. I had as lief have my mistress a jade.

Dau. I tell thee, constable, my mistress wears her own hair.

Con. I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a sow to my mistress.

Dau. Le chien est retournè à son propre, vomissement, & la truie lavée au bourbier: thou mak'st use of any thing.

Con. Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress; or any such proverb, so little kin to the purpose.

Ram. My lord constable, the armour, that I saw in your tent to-night, are those stars, or suns, upon it ? Con. Stars, my lord.

[4] Here, I suppose, some foolish poem of our author's time is ridiculed ; which indeed partly appears from the answer. WARB

[5] Trossers appear to have been loose breeches. The kerns of Ireland anciently rode without breeches, and therefore strait trossers, I believe, means only their naked skin, which sits close to them.-The word is still preserved, but now written-trowsers. STEEV.