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King of England, to mope with his fat-brained followers so far out of his knowledge!

Bur. If the English had any apprehension, they would run away.

Dau. That they lack; for, if their heads had any intellectual armour, they could never wear such heavy head-pieces.

Const. That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.

Dau. Foolish curs, that run winking into the mouth of a Russian bear, and have their heads crushed like rotten apples! You may as well say, that's a valiant flea, that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.

Bur.Just, just; and the men do sympathize with the mastiffs in robustious and rough coming on, leaving their wits with their wives: and then give them great meals of beef, and iron and steel, they will eat like wolves, and fight like devils.

Const. Now is it time to arm: Come, shall we about it?

Dau. I stay but for my guard :-On, to the field; I will the banner from a trumpet take,

And use it for my haste. Come, come away!
The sun is high; and we out-wear the day.

[Flourish of Drums and Trumpets.—Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

KING HENRY'S Tent.

A March.

Enter GLOSTER, Bedford, Exeter, WESTMORELAND, FLUELLEN, and all the ENGLISH ARMY.

Glost. Where is the king?

Bed. The king himself is rode to view their battle.

West. Of fighting men they have full threescore thousand.

Ere. That's five to one: besides, they all are fresh. Bed. Heaven's arm strike with us! 'tis a fearful

odds!

West. Oh, that we now had here

But one ten thousand of those men in England,
That do no work to-day!

Enter KING HENRY, attended.

K. Hen. What's he that wishes so ?—
My cousin Westmoreland? --No, my fair cousin,
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow

To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men the greater share of honour.
Wish not one man more:

Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he, who hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart! his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse:
We would not die in that man's company,
That fears his fellowship to die with us.---
This day is call'd-the feast of Crispian :
He, that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian:
He, that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his friends,
And say,-To-morrow is Saint Crispian :
Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars,
And say, These wounds I had on Crispian's day:
Old men forget! yet all shall be forgot,

But he'll remember, with advantages,

What feats he did that day: Then shall our names,
Familiar in their mouths as household words,-
Harry the King, Bedford, and Exeter,

Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury, and Gloster, -
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd:

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