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K.Henry. Howcanst thou make me satisfaction: Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,

Will. All offences, my liege, come from the Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights; heart: never came any from mine, that might So that, in these ten thousand they have lost, offend your majesty.

There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries'; K. I)enry. It was ourself thou didst abuse. 5 The rest are-princes, barons, lords, knights,

Will. Your majesty came not like yourself: And gentlemen of blood and quality. ['squires, you appear'd to me but as a common nan: wit- The names of those their nobles that lie dead, ness the night, your garments, your low!iness; and Charles De-la-bret?, high constable of France; what your highness sutier'd under that shape, I be- Jaques of Chatillon, adiniral of France; seech you, take it for your own fault, and not mine: 10 Ilie master of the cross-bows, lord Rambures; for had you been as I took you tor, I made no Great master of France, the brave Sir Guischard oilence; therefore, I beseech your bigliness, par

Dauphin ;

John duke of Alençon; Anthony duke of Brabant, K. Henry. Here, uncle Exeter, till this glove The brother to the duke of Burgundy; with crowns,

15 And Edward duke of Bar: of lusty earls, And give it to this fellow.-Keep it, fellow; Grandpre, and Roussi, Fauconberg and Foix, And wear it for an honour in the cap,

Beaumont, and Marie, Vaudemont, and Lestrale. Till I do challenge it. Give bim the crowns :- Here was a royal fellowship of death! And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. Where is the number of our Luglish dead? (folk,

Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has 20 Ere. Edward the duke of York, the earl of Sufs mettle enough in his pelly:--llold, there is twelve Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gani equire : pence


you, and I pray you to serve God, and None else of nanie; and, of all other men, keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quar

But five and twenty. rels, and dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the K. Hen. () God, thy arm was here! petter for you.

25 And not to us, but to thy arm alone, Will. I will none of your money,

Ascribe we all. -- \'ben, without stratagem, Flu. It is with a goot will; I can tell you, it But in plain shock and even play of baule, will serve you to mend your shoes: Come, where- Was ever known so great and licile loss, fore should you be so pashtul? your shoes is not! On one part and on the other :- Take it, God, so goot: 'tis a goot silling, I warrant you, or 1130 For it is only thine! will change it.

Exe. 'Tis wonderful!
Enter Herad.

K.Hen.Ceme, go we in procession to the village:
K.Hen. Now, herald; are the dead number'd And be it death proclaimed through our host,
Her. Here is the numberofthe slaughter'dFrench. To boast of ibis, or take that praise from God,
K. Hen. What prisoners of good sort are taken, 35 Which is his only.

[king; Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to Ere. Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the tell how many is kill'd?

[ledgment, John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt; K. Hin. Yes, captain; but with this acknowOf other lords, and barons, knights, and squires, That God sought for us. Full titteen hundred, besides common men. 40 Flu. Yes, my conscience, he did us great goot. K, Hen. This nute dotle tell me of ten thousand K. Hen. Do we all holy rites; French,

[ber, Let there be sung Aon nobis and Te Deum. That in the field lie slain: of princes, in this num- The dead with charity enclos'd in clay, And nobles bearing banners, ibere lie dead We'll then to Calais; and to England then; One hundred twenty-six: added to these, 45 Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy men. O: Knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,


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Be here presented. Now we bear the king (seen, Chorus. VOUCHATE, to those that have not 55 Towards Calais: grant him there; and there being read the story,

Heave him away upon your winged thoughts That I

may prompt them: and for such as have, Athwart the sea: behold, the English beach I humbly pray them to admit the escuse

Pales in the flood with men, with wives, and boys, Oi time, of numbers, and due course of things, Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deepWhich cannot in their buge and proper lite 150

mouth'd sea, * Se note', p. 534. De-la-bret here, as in a foriner passage, should be Charles D'Albret, would the measure permit of uch a conge. The king (say the Chronicles) caused the psalm, In eritu Isralde spio(in which, accorumy to the I uigate, is included the psalm Non nobis, Domine, &c.) to be sung after the victory.


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Which, like a mighty whifler! 'fore the king, | Flu. 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his
Seems to prepare his way: so let him land; turkey-cochs.--Got pless you, antient l'istol! you
And, soleinnly, see him set on to London. scurvy, lowsy knave, Got pless you!
So swist a pace hath thouglıt, that even now Pist. Ha! art thou Bedlami dost thou thirst,
You may imagine him upon Black-heath: 5

base Trojan,
Where that his lords desire bim, to have borne To have me fold up Parca's fatal webt?
His bruised helinet, and his bepded sword, Hence! I am qualmish at the smell of leek.
Before him, through the city: he forbids it,

Flu.I pesetch you beartily, scurvy, lowsy knave, Being free from vainness and self-glorious pride;

at my desires, and

my request, and

my petitions, Giving full trophy, signal, and ostent,

10 to eat, look you, this leek; because, look you, Quite from himself, to God. But now behold, you do not love it, nor your affections, and your In the quick forge and working-house of thought, appetites, and your cligertions, does not agree with How London doth pour out her citizens! fit, I would desire you to eat it. The mayor, and all his brethren in best sort,-

Pist Not for Cadwallader, and all his goats, Like to the senators of antique Rome,

15 Fiu. There is one goat for yon. [strikes him.] With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Will you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it? Go forth, and fetch their conquering Cæsar in: Pist. Base Trojan, thou shalt die'. As, by a lower but by loving likelihoodl",

Flu. You say very true, scald knave, when Got's Were now the general* of our gracious empress

will is: I will desire you to live in the mean time, (As, in good time, he may) from Ireland coining, 20 and eat your victuals; come, there is sauce for Bringing rebellion broached'on his sword,

it. -{Strikes him.] You call?dl me yesterday, How many would the peaceful city quit, (cause, mountain squire; but I will make you to-day a To welcome bim? Much more, and much more squire of low degree.' I pray you fall to; if you Did they this Harry. Now in London place him; can mock a lech, you can eat a leek. [him, (As yet the lamentaion of the French

Goi. Enougli, captain; you have astonish'd Invites the king of England's stay at home:

Filu. I say, I will make him cat some part of The emperor's coming in behalf of France, my leek, or I will peat his pate four days: --Pite, To order peace between them) and omit I pray you; it is goot for your green wound, and All the occurrences, whatever chanc'd,

your ploody coxcomb. 'Till Harry's back-return again to France; 30 Pist. Must I bite? There must we bring him; and myself have play'd Flu. Yes, certainly; and out of doubt, and out The interim, by remembring you—'lis past. of questions tov, and ambiguities. Then brook abridgment; and your eyes advance

Pist. B; this leek, I will most horribly revenge; After your thoughts, straight back again to France. I eat, and eat, I swear. SCENE J.

Flu. Eat, I pray you: will you have some more

sauce to your leeh? there is not enough leek to The English Camp in France.

swear by. Enter Fluellen, and Gower.

Pist. Quiet thy cudgel; thou dost see, I eat. Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you Flu. Much goot do you, scald knave, beartily. your leek to-daye Saint Davy's day is past. 40 Nay, pray you, throw none away; the skin is

Flu. There is occasions and causes why and goot for your prohen coxcomb. When you take wheretore in all things: I will tell you, as my occasions to ste leeks hereafter, I pray you, mock friend, captain Gower; the rascally, scald, peggar- at them; that is ail. ly, lowsy, pragging knave, Pistol,-wbich you Pist. Good. and yourself, and all the ’orld, know to be no pet-45 Flu. A!, keks is goot :--Ilold you, there is a ter than a fellow, look you now, of no merits-

your pate. he is come to me, and prings me pread and salt Pist. Me a groat! Yesterday, look you, and pid me eat my leak: il Flu. Yes, verily, and in truth, you shall take was in a place where I could not preed no conten- it ; or I have another leek in my pocket, which tions with him: but I will be so pold as to wear 50'you shall eat. it in my cap'till I see him once again, and then I Pist. I take thy groat, in earnest of revenge. will tell him a little piece of my desires.

Flu. If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in Enter Pistol.

cudgels; you shall be a woodmonger, and buy noGow. Why, here he comes, swelling like a tur- thing of nie but cudgels. Got be wi' you, and key-cock.

155, keep you, and heal your pate.

[Exit. A whisler is an officer who walks first in processions, or before persons in high stations, on occasions of ceremony. The name is still retained in London, and there is an officer so called that walks before their companies on the 9th of November, of what is vulgarly called Lord Mayor's Day. Likelihood for similitude. * The earl of Essex in the reign of queen Elizabeth. i. e. spitted, transfixed.

The meaning is, dost thou desire to have me put thee to death? » That is, according to Dr. Johnson, I will bring thee to the ground. Other commentators think it alludes to an old metrical romance, wbich was very popular among our countrymen in ancient times, entitled, The Squires of low Degree . That is, you have stunned him with the blow.


groat to heal

Pist. All hell shall stir for this.

Since then my office liath so far prevailid, Gow. Go, go; you are a counterfeit cowardly That, face to face, and royal eye to eye, knave. Will you mock at an ancient tradition, You have congreeted ; let it pot disgrace me, begun upon an honourable respect, and worn as a If I demand, before this royal view, memorable trophy of predeceas'd valour,--and 5 What rub, or what impediment, there is, dare not avouch in your deeds any of your words: Why that the naked, poor, and mangled peace, I have seen you gleeking' and gailing at this gen- Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful births, tleman twice or thrice. You thought, because he Should not, in this best garden of the world, could not speak English in the native garb, he Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage ? could not therefore handle an English cudgel: you 10 Alas! she hath from France too long been chas'd; find it otherwise; and, henceforth, let a Welsh And all her husbandry doth lie in heaps, correction teach you a good English condition. Corrupting in its own fertility. Fare


Hier vine, the merry chearer of the heart, Pist. Doth fortune play the huswife with me Upruned dies: ber hedges even-pleach'd, now?

15 Like prisoners wildly over-grown with hair, News have I, that my Vell is dead i' the spital Put forth disorderd twigs : her fallow leas Of malady of France;

The darnel, hemlock, and rank fumitory, And there my rendezvous is quite cut off.

Doth root upon; while that the coulter rusts, OW I do wax; and from my weary limbs That should 'deracinate' such savag'ry: Honour is cudgelld. Well, bawd will I turn, 20 The even mead that erst brought sweetly forth And something lean to cut-purse of quick hand. The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, To England will I steal, and there I'll steal: Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, And patches will I get unto these cudgell'd scars, Conceives by idleness; and nothing teems, And swear I got them in the Gallia wars. (Exit. But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, S CE N E II.

25 Losing both beauty and utility.

And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and hedges, The French Court, at Trois in Champagne. Defective in their natures, grow to wildness; Enter at onc door, King Henry, Exeter, Bedford, Even so our houses, and ourselves, and children, Warwick, and other Lords; at another, the Have lost, or do not learn, for want of time, French King, Queen Isabel, Princess Kathu-30 The sciences that should become our country; rine, the Duke of Burgundy, and other French.

grow, like

sayages,-as soldiers will, K. Henry. Peace to this meeting, wherefore we That nothing do but meditate on blood, are met!

To swearing, and stern looks, diffus'd' attire, Unto our brother France,-and to our sister,- And every thing that seems unnatural. Health and fair time of day;-joy and good wishes 35 Which to reduce into our fornier favour", To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine;- You are assembled: and my speech intreats And (as a branch and member of this royalty, That I may know the let, why gentle peace By whom this great assembly is contriv'd) Should not expel these inconveniencies, We do salute you, duke of Burgundy ;

And bless us with her former qualities. And, princes French, and peers, health to you all! 40 K. Henry. If, duke of Burgundy, you would Fr. King. Rightjoyousare we tobehold your face,


peace, Most worthy brother England; fairly met:- Whose want gives growth to the imperfections So are you, princes English, every one.

Which you have cited, you must buy that peace
2. Isa. So happy be the issue, brother England, With full accord to all our just demands;
Of this good day, and of this gracious meeting, 45 Whose tenors and particular effects
As we are now glad to behold your eyes; You have, enschedul'd briefly, in your hands.
Your eyes which hitherto have borne in them Bur. The king hath heard them; to the which,
Against the French, that met them in their bent,
The fatal balls of murdering basilisks:

There is no answer made.
The venom of such looks, we fairly hope, 50 K. Henry. Well then, the peace,
Have lost their quality; and that this day


you before so urg'd, lies in his answer. Shall change all griefs, and quarrels, into love.

Fr. King. I have but with a cursorary eye X. Henry. To cry amento that, thus we appear, O'er-glanc'd the articles: pleaseth your grace 2. Isa. You English princes all, I do salute you. To appoint some of your council presently

Bur. My duty to you both, on equal love, 55 To sit with us once more, with better heed Great kings of France and England! That I have To re-survey them, we will, suddenly, labour'd

Pass, or accept, and peremptory auswer. With all my wits, my pains, and strong endeavours, K. Henry. Brother, we shall. -Go, uncle To bring your most imperial majesties

Exeter, Unto this bar', and royal interview,

60 Andbrother Clarence,--and you,brother Gloster,-Your mightiness on both parts best can witness. Warwick,--and Huntington,-go with the king:

'i. e. scoffing, sneering; Gleek was a game at cards. ?i, e. the jilt. Huswife is here used in an ill sense.

3i. e. to this barrier ; to this place of congress. * To deracinate is to force up by the roots. si, e. wild, irregular, extravagant. i. e, former appearance.


as yet,

And take with you free power, to ratify,

\for my love, or bound my horse for her favours, I Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best

could lay on like a butcher, and sit like a jack-aShall see advantageable for our dignity,

napes, never off: But, before God, Kate, I cannot Any thing in, or out of, our demands;

look greenly, nor gasp out my eloquence, nor I And we'll consigu thereto.-Will you, fair sister, 5 have no cunning in protestation; only downright Go with the princes, or stay here with us? oaths, which I never use 'till urg'd, nor never 2. Isa. Our gracious brother, I will go with break for urging. If thou can'st love a fellow of them;

this temper, Kate, whose face is not worth sunHaply, a woman's voice may do some good, burning, that never looks in his glass for love of When articles, too nicely urg'd, be stood on. 10 any thing he sees there, let mine eye be thy couk. K. Henry. Yet leave our cousin Katharine here I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou can'st love with us:

me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee-that She is our capital demand, compris'd

I shall die, 'tis true;--but for thy love, by the Within the fore-rank of our articles.

Lord, no; yet I love thee too. And while thou 2. Isa. She hath good leave. [Exeunt. 15 liv’st, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and unManent King Henry, Katharine, and a Lady. coined constancy'; for he perforce must do thee K. Henry. Fair Katharine, and most fair! right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms, places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that Such as will enter at a lady's ear,

can rhime themselves into ladies' favours,--they And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart? 20/do always reason themselves out again. What! a

Kath. Your majesty shall mock at me; I can- speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. not speak your England.

A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop: K. Henry. O fair Katharine, if you will love me Ja black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will soundiy with your French heart, I will be glad to grow bald; a fair face will whither; a full eye will hear you confess it brokenly with your English 25 wax hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun tongue. Do you like me, Kate?

and the moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the Kath. Pardnones moy, I cannot tell vat is moon; for it shines bright, and never changes, like me.

but keeps his course truly. If thou would have K. Henry. An angel is like

you, Kate; and you such a one, take me: And take me, take a solare like an angel.

30 dier; take a soldier, take a king: And what say'st Kath. Que dit-il? que je suis semblable à les thou then to my love? Speak, my fair, and fairly, anges ?


thee. Lady. Ouy, crayment, (sauf vostre grace) Kath. Is it possible dat I should love the enemy ainsi dit-il.

of France? K. Henry. I said so, dear Katharine; and 1135 K. Hen. No; it is not possible, that you should must not blush to affirm it.

love the enemy of France, Kate: but, in loving Kath. O bon Dieu! des langues des hommes sont me, you should love the friend of France; for I pleines des tromperies.

love France so well, that I will not part with a X. Henry. What says she, fair one that the village of it; I will have it all mine: and, Kate, tongues of men are full of deceit?

140 when France is mine, and I am yours, then yours Lady. Ouy; dat de tongues of de mans is be fulll is France, and you are mine. of deceits : dat is de princess.

Kath. I cannot tell yat is dat. K. Henry. The princess is the better English- K. Henry. No, Kate? I will tell thee in French; woman. Pfaith, Kate, my wooing is tit for thy which, I am sure, will hang upon my tongue like understanding: I am glad, thou canst speak no 45 a new-married wife about her husband's neck, better English; for, if thou couldst, thou wouldst hardly to be shook off. Quund j'ay la possession de find me such a plain king, that thou wouldst think, France, & quand vous avez la possession de moi,(let I had sold my farm to buy my crown. I know me see, what then? Saint Denis be my speed!) no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say- donc vostre est France, of vous estes mienne. It is I love you : then, if you urge me further than to 50 as easy for me, Kate, to conquer the kingdom, as sar-Do you in faith? I wear out my suit. Give to speak so much more French: I shall never me your answer; i'faith, do; and so clap hands, move thee in French, unless it be to laugh at me. and a bargain: How say you, lady?

Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, le Francois, que vous Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, me understand well. parlez, est meilleur que l'Anglois lequel je parle.

K. Henry. Marry, if you would put me to 55 K. Hen. No, faith, is't not, Kate; but thy verses, or to dance for your sake, Kate, why you speaking of my tongue, and I thine, most truly undid me: for the one, I have neither words nor falsely, must needs be granted to me much at one. ineasure; and for the other, I have no strength But, Kate, dost thou understand thus much Enin measure: yet a reasonable measure in strength. glish? Can'st thou love me? If I could win a lady at leap-frog, or by vaulting 60 Kath. I cannot tell. into my saddle with iny armour ou my back, under K. Herry. Can any of your neighbours tell, the correction of bragging be it spoken, I should Kate? I'll ask then. Come, I know, thou lovest quickly leap into a wite. Or, if I might buffet! In e: and at night when you come into your closet,

'i, e, real and true constancy, unrefined and unadorned.



you'll question this gentlewoman about me; and Il proy, je ne veur point que vous abbaissez vostre know, Kate, you will, to her, dispraise those pravdeur, en buisant la main d'une rostre indigne parts in ine, that you love with your heart: but serviteure; excuses moy, je vous supplie, mon good Kate, mock me mercifully; the rather, gen- cres puissant seigneur, tle princess, because I love thee cruelly. If ever 5 Kitten. Then I will kiss your lips, Kate, thou be'st mine, Kate, (as I have saving faith Kath. Les dames, si damoisciles pourestre baisées within me, tells me thou shalt) I get thee with derunt leur nopces,iln'est pas ie coutume defrance. scambling', and thou must therefore neeils prove K. Hen. Madani, mny interpreter, what says she? a good soldier-breeder: shall not thou and I, be. Lady. Dat is not be desaslıion pour de ladies of tween saint Denis and saint George, compound a france -- I cannot tell what is, buiser, en English. boy, half French, half Englislı, that shall go to K'. Hlen. To kiss. Constantinople', and take the Turk by the bearil: Lredy. Your majesty entendre bettre que moi. shall we not? What say’st thou, my fair flower- K. llen. It is not a fashion for the maids in de-luce?

France to kiss beiore they are married, would she Kath, I do not know dat,

Lady, Oul, rrarmeni.

[say? K. Hen. No; 'tis hereaiter to know, but no:1 K. ilin. (), Kate, nice customs curt'sy to great to promise: do but now promise, Kate, you will kings. Dear Kate, you and I cannot be contin'i endeavour for your French part of such a boy; and, within the weak list of a county's tashion ; ve for my English moiety, take the word of a king are the makers of manners, Käte; and the siberty, and a bachelor. Ilow answer you, la plus belle 20that follows our places, stops the mouth of all Katharinedu monde,montreschircadirinedéussed tind-faults; as I will do yours, for upholding the Kath. Your majesté ave fausse Frenchenough to nice fashion of your couniry, in denying me a kiss; deceive de most suge demoiselle dat is en France. therefore, patiently, and yielding - kissing her.]

K. Hen. Now, fie upon my false French! By You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate; there is mine honour, in true English, I love thee, Katc; 45 more eloquence in a sugar touch of them, than in by which honour I dare not swear, thou lovesi the tongues of the Frenclı council; and they should me; yet my blood begins to tlatter me that thou sooner persuade llarry of England, than a general dost, notwithstanding the poor and untempering petition of monarchs. Here comes your father, eitect of my visage. Now beshrew my father's Enter the French king and Queen, with French ambition! he was thinking of civil wars when he 30

and English Lords. got me; therefore was I created with a stubborn Burg. God save your majesty! ıny royal cousin, outside, with an aspect of iron, that, when I come teach you our princess English? to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith, Kate, K. Hlen. I would have her learn, my fair cousin, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear: my bow perfectly I love her; and that is good English. comfort is, that old age, that ill laver-lip of beat-|35 Burg: Is she not apt? ty, can do no more spoil upon my face; thou hast ki Hen. Oor tongue is rough, coz?; and my me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou shall condition is not smooth; so that, having neither wear me, if thou wear me, better and better: the voice nor the heart of flattery about me, I and therefore tell me, most fair Katharine, will cannot so conjure up the spirit of love in her, that you haveme? Put off your maiden blushes; avoucli 40 he will appear in his true likeness. the thoughts of your heart with the looks of an Burg. Par on the irankness of my mirth, if I empress; take me by the band, and say Harry answer you for that. If you would conjure ia of England, I am thine: which word ihou shalt her, you must make a circle: if conjure up love po sooner bless mine car withal, but I will tell in ber, in his true likeness, he must appear nahed, thee aloud-England is thine, Ireland is thine, 45 and blind: can you blame her then, being a maid France is thine, and Henry Plantagenet is thine: yet rosy'd over with the virgin crimson of mawho, though I speak it before his face, if he bel desty, it shedeny the appearance ofą naked blind not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the boy in her naked secing self? It were, my lord, a best king of good-fellows. Come, your answer hard condition for a maid to consign to. in broken music; for thy voice is music, and thy 50 K. Hen. Yet they do wink, and yield; as love English broken: therefore, queen of all, Katha- is blind, and enforces. rine, break thy mind to me in broken English. Burg. They are then excus’d, my lord, when Wilt thou have me?

they see not what they do, Kath. Dat is, as it shall please de roy mon pere. K. Hen. Then, good my lord, teach your cousin

K. Hen. Nay, it will please him well, Kate; it 55 to consent to winking. shall please him, kate.

Burg, I will wink on her to consent, my lord, kath, Den it shall also content me.

lif you will teach her to know my meaning: for K. Hen. Upon that I kiss your hand, and I call naids, well summer'd and warm kept, are like flies you--my queen,

at Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they have Kath. Larssez,mon seigneur, laissez, laissez: malooltheir eyes: and then they will endure handling,

'i. e, scrambling. * Shakspeare has here committed an anachronism. The Turks were not posa' sessed of Constantinople betore the year 145.3, when Henry V. had been dead thirty-one years. · Meaning, nulwitlistanding my face has no power to temper, i, e. soften you to iny purpose. i. e. my lemper,

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