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His fairest daughter is contaminate.
Gower: What call you the town's name where
Gow. Alexander the great.
Flu. Why, I pray you, is not pig, great? The
phrase is a little variations. Bour. The devil take order now! I'll to the Gow. I think, Alexander the great was born in throng;
Macedon; his father was called - Philip of MaLet life be short; else, shame will be too long. cedon, as I take it.
(Eseunt. Flu. I think, it is in Macedon, where Alexander SCENE VI. - Another part of the field.
is porn. I tell you, captain,- If you look in the Alarums. Enter King Henry and forces; Exe | maps of the orld, I warrant, you shall find, in the
comparisons between Macedon and Monmouth, ter, and others.
that the situations, look you, is both alike. There K. Hen. Well have we done, thrice-valiantis a river in Macedon ; and there is also moreover countrymen :
a river at Monmouth; it is called Wye, at MonBut all's not done, yet keep the French the field. mouth : but it is out of my prains, what is the name Ere. The duke of York commends him to your of the other river ; but 'tis all
one, 'tis so like as majesty.
my fingers is to my fingers, and there is salmons in K. Hen. Lives he, good uncle? thrice, within both. If you mark Alexander's life well, Harry this hour,
of Monmouth's life is come after it indifferent well; I saw him down; thrice up again, and fighting; for there is figures in all things. Alexander (God From helmet to the spur, all blood he was. knows, and you know,) in his rages, and his furies,
Exe. In which array (brave soldier) doth he lie, || and his wraths, and his cholers, and his moods, and
and his angers, look you, kill his pest friend, Clytus.
tales out of my mouth, ere it is made an end and
turn away the fat knight with the great pelly-doub-
Flu. That is he: I can tell you, there is goot
inen porn at Monmouth.
Alarum. Enter King Henry, with a part of the
English forces; Warwick, Gloster, Exeter, and
K. Hen. I was not angry since I came to France
Until this instant.-Take a trumpet, herald ;
Ride thou unto the horsemen on yon hill;
I blame you not ; If they will fight with us, bid them come down,
Besides, we'll cut the throats of those we have;
(Exeunt And not a man of them, that we shall take, SCENE VII - Another part of the field. Alar. Shall taste our mercy :-Go, and tell them so. Enter Fluellen and Gower.
Enter Montjoy. Flu. Kill the poys and the luggage ! 'tis ex- Exe. Here comes the berald of the French, my pressly against the law of arts : 'lis as arrant a liege. piece of knavery, mark you now, as can be offered, Glo. His eyes are humbler than they us'd to be. in the 'orld: In your conscience now, is it not? K. Hen. How now, what means this, herald ? Gow. 'Tis certain, there's not a boy left alive :
know'st thou not, and the cowardly rascals, that ran from the battle, That I have find these bones of mine for ransom? have done this slaughter: besides, they have burned ||Com'st thou again for ransom? and carried away all that was in the king's tent:
No, great king:
To book our dead, and then to bury them;
For many of our princes (wo the while!)
Lie drown'd and soakd in mercenary blood:
(So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbs tation is as arrant a villain, and a Jack sauce, as
Will. So I will, my liege, as I live.
K. Hen. Who servest thou under ? K. Hen.
I tell thee truly, herald, Will. Under captain Gower, my liege. I know not, if the day be ours, or no;
Flu. Gower is a goot captain; and is goot know-
K Hen. Call him hither to me, soldier.
(Exil. K. Hen. Praised be God, and not our strength, K. Hen. Here, Fluellen; wear thou this favour for it!
me, and stick it in thy cap: When Alençon and What is this castle call'd, that stands hard by? myself were down together, I plucked this glove Mont. They call it-Agincourt.
from his helm: if any man challenge this, he is a K. Hen. Then call we this--the field of Agin- friend to Alençon and an enemy to our person ; if court,
thou encounter any such, apprebend him, an thou Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus.
dost love me. Flu. Your grandfather of famous memory, an't! Flu. Your grace does me as great honours, as please your majesty, and your great-uncle Edward || can be desired in the hearts of his subjects: I would the plack prince of Wales, as I have read in the fain see the man, that has but two legs, that shall chronicles, fought a most prave pattle here in find himself aggriefed at this glove, that is all; but France.
i I would fain see it once; an please Got of his grace, K. Hen. They did, Fluellen.
that I might see it. Flu. Your majesty says very true : if your ma- K. Hen. Knowest thou Gower? jesties is remembered of it, the Welshman did goot Flu. He is my dear friend, an please you. service in a garden where leeks did grow, wearing K. Hen. Pray thee, go seek him, and bring him leeks in their Monmouth caps; which, your majesty to my tent. knows, to this hour is an honourable padge of the Flu. I will fetch him.
(Exit. service; and, I do believe, your majesty takes no K. Hen. My lord of Warwick, -and my brother scorn to wear the leek upon Saint Tavy's day.
Gloster, K. Hen. I wear it for a memorable honour : Follow Fluellen closely at the heels : For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman. The glove, which I have given him for a favour,
Flu. All the water in Wye cannot wash your May, haply, purchase him a box o'the ear; majesty's Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell | It is the soldier's; I, by bargain, should you that : Got pless it and preserve it, as long as Wear it myself. Follow, good cousin Warwick: it pleases his grace, and his majesty too! If that the soldier strike him (as, 1 judge
K. Hen. Thanks, good my countryman. By his blunt bearing, he will keep his word)
Flu. By Cheshu, I am your majesty's country. Some sudden mischief may arise of it; man, I care not who know it; I will confess it to For I do know Fluellen valiant, all the 'orld : I need not to be ashamed of your And, touch'd with choler, hot as gunpowder, majesty, praised be Got, so long as your majesty | And quickly will return an injury : is an honest man.
Follow, and see there be no barm between them. K. Hen. God keep me so !-Our heralds go with ||Go you with me, uncle of Exeter. (Exeunt.
SCENE VIII.-Before King Henry's Pavilior. Bring me just notice of the numbers dead
Enter Gower and Williams. On both our parts.--Call yonder fellow hither. (Points to Williams. Ere. Mont. and others.
Will. I warrant, it is to knight you, captain. Exe. Soldier, you must come to the king.
Enter Fluellen. K. Hen. Soldier, why wear'st thou that glove Flu. Got's will and his pleasure, captain, I pe
in thy cap? Will. An't please your majesty, 'tis the gage of seech you now, come apace to the king : there is
more goot toward you, peradventure, than is in your one that I should fight withal, if he be alive.
knowledge to dream of. K. Hen. An Englishman?
Wil. Sir, know you this glove? Will. An't please your majesty, a rascal, that Flu. Know the glove? I know, the glove is a gwaggered with me last night who, if 'a live, and
glove. ever dare to challenge this glove, I have sworn to
Wil. I know this; and thus I challenge it. take him a box o'the ear: or, if I can see my
(Strikes him. glove in his cap (which he swore, as he was a sol.
Flu. 'Sblud, an arrant traitor, as any's in the dier, he would wear, if alive,) I will strike it out universal 'orld, or in France, or in England. soundly.
Gine. How now, sir ? you villain! K. Hen. What think you, captain Fluellen? is
Will. Do you think I'll be forsworn ? it fit this soldier keep his oath? Flu. He is a cravenl and a villain else, an't || treason his payment into plows, I warrant you.
Flu. Stand away, captain Gower; I will give please your majesty, in my conscience.
Will. I am no traitor. K. Hen. It may be, his enemy is a gentleman of
Flu. That's a lie in thy throat.-I charge you in great sort,2 quite from the answer of his degree. Flu. Though he be as goot a gentleman as the
his majesty's name, apprehend him; he's a friend
of the duke Alençon's. tevil is, as Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is necessary, look your grace, that he keep his vow and
Enter Warwick and Gloster. his oath : if be be perjured, see you now, his repu- War. How now, how now! what's the matter? (1) Coward. (2) High rank.
(3) For saucy Jack.
Flu. My lord of Warwick, here is (praised be Got || One hundred twenty-six : added to chese, for it!) a most contagious treason come to light, of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen, look you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. | Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which, Here is his majesty.
Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights:
So that, in these ten thousand they have lost,
There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries;
'squires, look your grace, has struck the glove which your || And gentlemen of blood and quality. majesty is take out of the helmet of Alençon. The names of those their nobles that lie dead,
Wiú. My liege, this was my glove; here is the Charles De-la-bret, high constable of France ; fellow of it; and he, that I gave it to in change, | Jaques of Chatillon, andmiral of France; promised to wear it in his cap; I promised 10 The master of the cross-bows, lord Rambures ; strike him, if he did : I met this man with my gloveGreat-master of France, the brave sir Guischarry in his cap, and I have been as good as my word.
Dauphin ; Flu. Your majesty hear now (saving your ma- John duke of Alençon ; Antony duke of Brabant, jesty's manhood,) what an arrant, rascally, beg-|| The brother to the duke of Burgundy; garly, lowsy knave it is: I hope, your majesty is || And Edward duke of Bar: of lusty earls, pear me testimony, and witness, and arouchments, Grandpre, and Roussi, Fauconberg, and Foix, that this is the glove of Alençon, that your majes-Beaumont, and Marle, Vaudemoni, and Lestrale. ty is give me, in your conscience now.
Here was a royal fellowship of death !K. Hen. Give me thy glove, soldier: Look, here Where is the number of our English dead? is the fellow of it. 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st
(Herald presents another paper. to strike; and thou hast given me most bitter terms. Edward the duke of York, the earl of Suffolk,
Flu. An please your majesty, let his neck answer | Sir Richard Ketley, Davy Gam, esquire : for it, if there is any martial law in the 'orld. None else of name ; and, of all other men,
K. Hen. How canst thou make me satisfaction?||But five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here,
Will. All offences, my liege, come from the heart : | And not to us, but to thy arm alone, never came any from mine, that might offend your Ascribe we all.-When, without stratagem, majesty.
But in plain shock, and even play of battle, K. Hen. It was ourself thou didst abuse. Was ever known so great and little loss,
Will. Your majesty came not like yourself: you On one part and on the other?- Take it, God, appeared to me but as a common man; witness the For it is only thine ! night, your garments, your lowliness; and what
'Tis wonderful ! your highness suffered under that shape, I beseech K. Hen. Come, go we in procession to the you, take it for your own fault, and not mine : for
village : had you been as I took you for, I made no offence ; || And be it death proclaimed through our host, therefore, I beseech your highness, pardon me. To boast of this, or take that praise from God, K. Hen. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with Which is his only. crowns,
Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to And give it to this fellow.-Keep it, fellow; tell how many is killed? And wear it for an honour in thy cap,
K. Hen. Yes, captain; but with this acknowTill I do challenge it.-Give him the crowns:
ledgement, And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. That God fought for us.
Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has Flu. Yes, my conscience, he did us great goot. mettle enough in his pelly :-Hold, there is twelve K. Hen. Do we all holy rites; pence for you, and I pray you to serve Got, and keep Let there be sung Non nobis, and Te Deum. you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quarrels, and the dead with charity enclos'd in clay, dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the petter for We'll then to Calais; and to England then ; you.
Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy men. Will. I will none of your money.
Exeunt. 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 good silling, I warrant you, or I will
ACT V. change it.
the K. Hen. Now, herald; are the dead number'd?
story, Her. Here is the number of the slaughter'd | That I may prompt them; and of such as have, French.
[Delivers a paper. || humbly pray them to admit the excuse K. Hen. What prisoners of good sort are taken, of time, of numbers, and due course of things, uncle?
Which cannot in their huge and proper life Ere. Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the king: || Be here presented. Now we bear the king John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt: Toward Calais : grant him there ; there seen, Of other lords, and barons, knights, and 'squires, Heave him away upon your winged thoughts, Full fifteen hundred, besides common men. \thwart the sea : Behold, the English beach K. Hen. This note doth tell me of ten thousand | Pales in the flood with men, with wives, and boys, French,
Whose sbouts and claps out-voice the deep-mouth'd That in the field lie slain : of princes, in this number,
Which, like a mighty whiffler! 'fore the king, And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead Seems to prepare his way: so let him land;
And, solemnly, see him set on to London. (1) An other who wallis first in processions. So swift a pace hath thought, that even now
You may imagine him upon Blackheath :
Pist. Not for Cadwallader, and all his goats. Where that his lords desire him to have bornel Flu. There is one goat for you. (Strikes him.) His bruised helmet, and his bended sword, Will
you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it? Before him, through the city: he forbids it, Pist. Base Trojan, thou shalt die. Being free from vainness and self-glorious pride ; Flu. You say very true, scald knave, when Got's Giving full trophy, signal, and ostent,
will is: I will desire you to live in the mean time, Quite from himself, to God. But now behold, and eat your victuals; come, there is sauce for it. In the quick forge and workinghouse of thought, | Striking him again.) You called me yesterday, How London doth pour out her citizens ! mountain- quire; but I will make you to day a The mayor, and all his brethren, in best sort, squire of low degree. I pray you, fall to; if you Like to the senators of the antique Rome, can mock a leek, you can eat a leek. With the plebeians swarming at their heels,- Gow. Enough, captain ; you have astonished Go forth, and fetch their conquering Cesar in: him. As, by a lower but by loving likelihood,3
Flu. I say, I will make him rat some part of Were now the general of our gracious empress my leek, or I will peat his pate four days :-Pite, (As, in good time, he mav.) from Ireland coming. I pray you ; it is goot for your green wound, and Bringing rebellion broached on bis sword, your ploody coxcomb. How many would the peaceful city quit,
Pist Must I bite? To welcome him? much more, and much more Fhu. Yes, certainly; and out of doubt, and out cause,
of questions 100, and ambiguities. Did they this Harry. Now in London place him ; Pist. By this leek, I will most horribly revenge ; (As yet the lamentation of the French
I eat, and eke I swear Invites the king of England's stay at home: Flu. Eat, I pray you: Will you have some more The emperor's coming in behalf France, sauce to your leek ? there is not enough leek to To order peace between them;) and omit swear by. All the occurrences, whatever chanc'd,
Pist. Quiet thy cudgel; thou dost see, I eat. Till Harry's back-return again to France;
Flu Much goot do you, scald knave, heartily. There must we bring him; and myself have Nay, 'pray you, throw none away; the skin is goot play'd
for your proken coxcomb. When you take occaThe interim, by remembering you—'tis past. sions to see leeks hereafter, I pray you, mock at Then brook abridgement; and your eyes advance them; that is all. After your thoughis, straight back again to France. Pist. Good
(Exit. Flu Ay, leeks is goot :-Hold you, there is a
groat to heal your pate. SCENE I.-France. An English court of Pist. Me a groat! guard. Enter Fluellen and Gower.
Fhu. Yes, verily, and in truth, you shall take it; Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you your shall eat.
or I have another leek in my pocket, which you leek to-day? Saint Davy's day is past. Flu. There is occasions and causes why and
Pist. I take thy groat, in earnest of revenge wherefore in all things : I will tell you, as my friend. || cudgels; you shall be a woodmonger, and buy
Flu. If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in captain Gower; The rascally, scald, beggarly, lowsy, pragging knave, Pistol-which you and nothing of me but cudgels. God be wi' you, and yourself, and all the 'orld, know to be no petter
keep you, and heal your pate.
Pist. All hell shall stir for this. than a fellow, look you now, of no merits, -he is come to me, and prings me pread and salt yester
Gow. Go, go; you are a counterfeit cowardly
knave. day, look you, and pid me eat my leek : it was in begun upon an honourable respect, and worn as a
Will you mock at an ancient tradition, a place where I could not breed no contentions with him ; but I will be so pold as to wear it in my
memorable trophy of predeceased valour, - and cap till I see him once again, and then I will tell | I have seen you gleeking and galling at this gen
dare not avouch in your deeds any of your words? him a little piece of my desires.
tleinan twice or thrice. You though, because he Enter Pistol.
could not speak English in the native garb, he
could not therefore bandle an English cudgel : you Gow. Why, here he comes, swelling like a tur- || find it otherwise ; and, henceforth, let a Welsh corkey-cock.
rection teach you a good English condition.Fare Flu. 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his ye well.
(Exit. turkey-cocks.--Got pless you, ancient Pistol! you Pist. Doth fortune play the huswife10 with me scurvy, lowsy knave, Got pless you!
now? Pist. Ha! art thou Bedlam? dost thou thirst, News have I, that my Nell is dead i'the spital II base Trojan,
Of malady of France ; To have me fold up Parca's fatal web 6
And there my rendezvous is quite cut off. Hence! I am qualmish at the smell of leek. Old I do wax; and from my wearr limbs
Flu. I peseech you heartily, scurvy lowsy knave. Honour is cudgell'd. Well, bawd will I turn, at my desires, and my requests, and my petitions. And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand. to eat, look you, this leek; because, look you, youl To England will I steal, and there I'll steal : do not love it, nor your affections, and your appe. || And patches will I get unto these scars, tites, and your digestions, does not agree with it, 1|| And swear, I got them in the Gallia wars. would desire you to eat it.
(Exi. (1) i. e. To order it to be borne.
(5) Spitted, transfixed. (2) Transferring all the honours of conquest ) Dost thou desire to have me put thee to from himself to God.
death?" (3) Similitude.
(7) Stunned. (8) Scoffing, sneering: 4) The earl of Essex in the reign of Elizabeth. (9) Temper. (10) For jilt. (11) Hospital
SCENE II.—Troyes in Champagne. An apart-1 To swearing, and stern looks, diffus'dé attire,
ment in the French King's palace. Enter, at And every thing that seems unnatural. one door, King Henry, Bedford, Gloster, Exeter, || Which to reduce into our former favour, 5 Warwick, Westmoreland, and other lords; at You are assembled : and my speech entreats, another, the French king, queen Isabel, the That I may know the let, why gentle peace princess Katharine, lords, ladies, &c. the duke Should not expel these inconveniences, of Burgundy, and his train.
And bless us with her former qualities.
K. Hen. If, duke of Burgundy, you would the K. Hen. Peace to this meeting, wherefore we
Whose want gives growth to the imperfections Unto our brother France,--and to our sister, Which you have cited, you must buy that peace Health and fair time of day :-joy and good wishes with full accord to all our just demands ; To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine ; Whose tenors and particular effects And (as a branch and member of this royalty, You have, enschedul'd briefly, in your hands. By whom this great assembly is contriv'd,) Bur. The king hath heard them; to the which, We do salute you, duke of Burgundy ;
as yet, And, princes French, and peers, health to you all ! There is no answer made. Fr. King. Right joyous are we to behold your K. Hen.
Well then, the peace, face,
Which before so urg'd, lies in his answer. Most worthy brother England; fairly met :- Fr. King. I have but with a cursorary eye So are you princes English, every one.
O'er-glanc'd the articles : pleaseth your grace Q. Isa. So happy be the issue, brother England, To appoint some of your council presently of this good day, and of this gracious meeting, To sit with us once more, with better heed As we are now glad to behold your eyes ; To re-survey them, we will, suddenly, Your eyes, which hitherto have borne in them Pass our accept, and peremptory answer. Against the French, that met them in their bent, K. Hen Brother, we shall.-Go, uncle Exeter,-The fatal balls of murdering basilisks :
And brother Clarence—and you, brother GlosThe venom of such looks, we fairly hope,
ter, Have lost their quality ; and that this day Warwick-and Huntingdon,-go with the king : Shall change all griels, and quarrels, into love. And take with you free power, to ratify,
R. Hen To cry amen to that, thus we appear. || Augment, or alter, as your wisdomis best
Bur. My duty to you both, on equal love, Any thing in, or out of, our demands; Great kings of France and England! That I have And we'll consign thereto.– Will you, fair sister, labour'd
Go with the princes, or stay here with us? With all my wits, my pains, and strong endeavours, Q. Isa. Our gracious brother, I will go with them; To bring your most imperial majesties
Haply, a woman's voice may do some good, Unto this barl and royal interview,
When articles, too nicely urg'd, be stood on.
2. Isa. She hath good leave. (Exeunt all but What rub, or what impediment, there is,
Henry, Katharine and her gentlewoman. Why that the naked, poor, and mangled peace, K. Hen. Fair Katharine, and most fair, Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful births, Will rou vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms Should not, in this best garden of the world, Such as will enter at a lady's ear, Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage ? And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart? Alas! she hath from France too long been chas'd; Kath. Your majesty shall mock at me; I cannot And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps, speak your England. Corrupting in its own fertility.
K. Hen. O fair Katharine, if you will love me Her vine, the merry cheerer of the heart, soundly with your French heart, I will be glad to Unpruned dies : her hedges even-pleached - hear you confess it brokenly with your English Like prisoners wildly over-grown with hair, tongue. Do you like me, Kate? Put forth disorder'd twigs: her fallow leas
Kath. Pardonnez moy, I cannot tell vat is--like The daruel, hemlock, and rank fumitory, Doth root upon ; while that the coulter2 rusts, K. Hen. An angel is like you, Kate; and you That should deraçinate3 soch savagery :
are like an angel The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth Kath. Que dit-il ? que je suis semblable à les The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
anges? Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Alice. Ouy, vraymeut, (sauf vostre grace) ainsi Conceives by idleness : and nothing terms, dit il. But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, K Hen. I said so, dear Katharine ; and I must Losing both beauty and utility.
not blush to affirm it. And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and hedges, Kath. O bon Dieu ! les langues des homines sont Defective in their natures, grow to wildness; pleines des tromperies. Even so our houses, and ourselves, and children, K Hen. What says she, fair one that the Have lost, or do not learn, for want of time, tongues of men are full of deceits ? The sciences that should become our country; Alice. Ouy; dat de tongues of de mans is be But grow, like savages,-as soldiers will, full of deceits : dat is de princess. That nothing do but meditate on blood,
K. Hen. The princess is the better English (1) Barrier. (2) Plowshare.
(4) Extravagant. (5) Appearance. 13) To deracinate is to force up the roots.