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Boy. 'A said once, the devil would have him | As were a war in expectation. about women.
Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all
go forth, Quick. 'A did in some sort, indeed, handle To view the sick and feeble parts of France : women : but then he was rheumatic; and talk- And let us do it with no show of fear; ed of the whore of Babylon.
No, with no more, than if we heard that England Boy. Do you not remember, 'a saw a flea Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance: stick upon Bardolph's nose ; and 'a said, it was For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd, a black soul burning in hell-fire?
Her sceptre so fantastically borne Bard. Well, the fuel is gone, that maintain- By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth, ed that fire ; that's all the riches I got in his ser- That fear attends her not. vice.
Con. O peace, prince Dauphin ! Nym. Shall we shog off? the king will be You are too much mistaken in this king : gone from Southampton.
Question your grace the late ambassadors, Pist. Come, let's away.-My love, give me with what great state he heard their embassy, thy lips.
How well supplied with noble counsellors, Look to my chattels, and my moveables : How modest in exception, and, withal, Let senses rule; the word is, Pitch and pay ; How terrible in constant resolution, Trust none;
And you shall find, his vanities fore-spent For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes, Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus, And hold-fast is the only dog, my duek; Covering discretion with a coat of folly ; Therefore, caveto be thy counsellor.
As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots, Go, clear thy crystals.--Yoke-fellows in arms, That shall first spring, and be most delicate. Let us to France ! like horse-leeches, my boys ; Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable, To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck! But though we think it so, it is no matter :
Boy. And that is but unwholesome food, they In cases of defence, 'tis best to weigh say.
The enemy more mighty than he seems, Pist. Touch her soft mouth, and march. So the proportions of defence are fill’d; Burd. Farewell, hostess. [Kissing her. Which, of a weak and niggardly projection,
Nym. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat, with scanting but adieu.
A little cloth. Pist. Let housewifery appear: keep close, I Fr. King. Think we king Harry strong ; thee command.
And, princes, look, you strongly arm to meet Quick. Farewell; adieu.
The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us; SCENE IV.-France. A room in the French And he is bred out of that bloody strain, King's palace.
That haunted us in our familiar paths :
Witness our too much memorable shame, Enter the French King attended; the Dauphin, When Cressy battle fatally was struck,
the Duke of BURGUNDY, the Constable, and And all our princes captiv’d, by the hand Others.
Of that black name, Edward, black prince of Fr. King. Thus come the English with full
Wales; power upon us;
Whiles that his mountain sire,-on mountain And more than carefully it us concerns,
standing, To answer royally in our defences.
Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun,Therefore the dukes of Berry, and of Bretagne, Saw his heroical seed, and smild to see him Of Brabant, and of Orleans, shall make forth, Mangle the work of nature, and deface And you, prince Dauphin,—with all swift de- The patterns, that by God and by French fathers spatch,
Had twenty years been made. This is a stem To line, and new repair, our towns of war, Of that victorious stock; and let us fear With men of courage, and with means defendant: The native mightiness and fate of him. For England his approaches makes as fierce, As waters to the sucking of a gulph.
Enter a Messenger. It fits us then, to be as provident
Mess. Ambassadors from Henry King of EngAs fear may teach us, out of late examples,
land Left by the fatal and neglected English
Do crave admittance to your majesty. Upon our fields.
Fr. King. We'll give them present audience. Dau. My most redoubted father,
Go and bring them. It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe:
[Ereunt Mess, and certain Lords. For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom, You see, this chase is hotly follow'd, friends. (Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit: for cow. question,)
ard dogs But that defences, musters, preparations, Most spend their mouths, when what they seem Should be maintain'd, assembled, and collected, to threaten,
Runs far before them. Good my sovereign, This is hisclaim, his threat’ning, and mymessage;
Fr. King. For us, we will consider of this As self-neglecting.
To-morrow shall you bear our full intent Re-enter Lords, with EXETER and Train.
Back to our brother England. Fr. King. From our brother England ? Dau. For the Dauphin, Exe. From him; and thus he greets your I stand here for him; What to him from Engmajesty.
land ? He wills you, in the name of God Almighty, Exe. Scorn, and defiance : slight regard, conThat you divest yourself, and lay apart
tempt, The borrow'd glories, that, by gift of heaven, And any thing, that may not misbecome By law of nature, and of nations, 'long The mighty sender, doth he prize you at. To him, and to his heirs; namely, the crown, Thus says my king: and, if your father's highAnd all wide-stretched honours that pertain, By custom and the ordinance of times,
Do not, in grant of all demands at large, Unto the crown of France. That you may know, Sweeten the bitter tock you sent his majesty, 'Tis no sinister, nor no awkward claim,
He'll call you to so hot an answer for it, Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'a That caves and womby vaultages of France days,
Shall chide your trespass, and return your mock Nor from the dust of old oblivion rak'a, In second accent of his ordnance. He sends you this most memorable line,
Dau. Say, if my father render fair reply,
[Gives a paper. It is against my will: for I desire In every branch truly demonstrative;
Nothing but odds with England; to that end, Willing you, overlook this pedigree:
As matching to his youth and vanity, And, when you find him evenly
deriv'd I did present him with those Paris balls. From his most fam'd of famous ancestors,
Exe. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it, Edward the Third, he bids you then resign Were it the mistress court of mighty Europe: Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held And, be assur’d, you'll find a difference, From him the native and true challenger. (As we, his subjects, have in wonder found) Fr. King. Or else what follows ?
Between the promise of his greener days, Ere. Bloody constraint; for if you hide the And these he masters now; now he weighs time, crown
Even to the utmost grain ; which you shall read Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it: In your own losses, if he stay in France. And therefore in fierce tempest is he coming, Fr. King. To-morrow shall you know our In thunder, and in earthquake, like a Jove;
mind at full. (That, if requiring fail, he will compel ;)
Exe. Despatch us with all speed, lest that our And bids you, in the bowels of the Lord,
Fr. King. You shall be soon despatch'd, with Turns he the widows' tears, the orphans' cries,
fair conditions: The dead men's blood, the pining maidens' groans, A night is but small breath, and little pause, For husbands, fathers, and betrothed lovers, To answer matters of this consequence. That shall be swallow'd in this controversy.
With silken streamers the young Phæbus fanning. Enter CHORUS.
Play with your fancies ; and in them behold,
Upon the hempen tackle, ship-boys climbing : Chor. Thus with imagin’d wing our swift scene Hear the shrill whistle, which doth order give flies,
To sounds confus’d: behold the threaden sails, In motion of no less celerity
Borne with the invisible and creeping wind, Than that of thought. Suppose, that you have Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd ses, seen
Breasting the lofty surge: 0, do but think, The well-appointed king at Hampton pier You stand upon the rivage, and behold Embark his royalty; and his brave fleet A city on the inconstant billows dancing ;
For so appears this fleet majestical,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow! I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy; Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; And leave your England, as dead inidnight, still, Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge, Guarded with grandsires, babies, and old women, Cry-God for Harry! England ! and Saint Either past, or not arriv'd to, pith and puissance : George! For who is he, whose chin is but enrich'd
[Ereunt. Alarum; and chambers go of: With one appearing hair, that will not follow These cull’dand choice-drawn cavaliers to France?
SCENE II.-The same. Work, work, your thoughts, and therein see a siege :
Forces pass over ; then enter Nym, BARDOLPH, Behold the ordnance on their carriages,
Pistol, and Boy. With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur. Bard. On, on, on, on, on! to the breach, to Suppose, the ambassador from the French comes the breach !
Nym. 'Pray thee, corporal, stay; the knocks Tells Harry—that the king doth offer him are too hot; and, for mine own part, I have not Katharine his daughter; and with her, to dowry, a case of lives : the humour of it is too hot, that Same petty and unprofitable dukedoms. is the very plain-song of it. The offer likes not: and the nimble gunner Pist. The plain-song is most just; for huWith linstock now the devilish cannon touches, mours do abound;
[ Alarum ; and chambers go off: Knocks go and come ; God’s vassals drop and die; And down goes all before them. Still be kind,
And sword and shield,
In bloody field,
Boy. 'Would I were in an alehouse in LonSCENE I.-The same. Before Harfleur. don ! I would give all my fame for a pot of ale,
and safety. Alarums. Enter King Henry, Exeter, Bed
Pist. And I: FORD, GLOSTER, and Soldiers, with scaling
If wishes would prevail with me, ladders.
My purpose should not fail with me, K. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear
But thither would I hie. friends, once more ;
Boy. As duly, but not as truly, as bird doth Or close the wall up with our English dead ! sing on bough. In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility :
Enter FlUELLEN. But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Flu. Got's plood !-Up to the preaches, you Then imitate the action of the tiger ;
rascals ! will you not up to the preaches ? Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
[Driving them forward. Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage : Pist. Bemerciful, great duke, to men of mould! Then lend the eye a terrible aspéct ;
Abate thy rage, abate thy manly rage ! Let it pry through the portage of the head, Abate thy rage, great duke ! Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it, Good bawcock, bate thy rage ! use lenity, sweet As fearfully, as doth a galled rock
chuck! O’erhand and jutty his confounded base, Nym. These be good humours !--your honour Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. wins bad humours. Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide; [Ereunt Nym, Pistol, and Bardolph, fot. Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit
lowed by Fluellen. To his full height!-On,on, you noblest English, Boy. As young as I am, I have observed these Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof! three swashers. "I am boy to them all three : Fathers, that, like so many Alexanders, but all they three, though they would serve me, Have, in these parts, from morn till even fought, could not be man to me ; for, indeed, three such And sheath'd their swords for lack of argument. anticks do not amount to a man. For Bardolph, Dishonour not your mothers ; now attest, he is white-livered, and red-faced; by the means That those, whom you call’d fathers, did beget whereof, 'a faces it out, but fights not. For Pis
tol,—he hath a killing tongue, and a quiet sword; Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
by the means whereof, 'a breaks words, and keeps And teach them how to war !-And you, good whole weapons. For Nym,-he hath heard, that yeomen,
men of few words are the best men; and there-Whose limbs were made in England, shew us here fore he scorns to say his prayers, lest
. 'a should The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear be thought a coward; but his few bad words are That you are worth your breeding: which I doubt match'd with as few good deeds; for 'a never not ;
broke any man's head but his own; and that. For there is none of you so mean and base, was against a post, when he was drunk, They
will steal any thing, and call it,-purchase. Bar- tions with you, as partly touching or concerning dolph stole a lute-case; bore it twelve leagues, the disciplines of the war, the Roman wars, in and sold it for three halfpence. Nym, and Bar- the way of argument, look you, and friendly dolph, are swom brothers in filching; and in communication ; partly, to satisfy my opinion, Calais they stole a fire-shovel : I knew, by that and partly, for the satisfaction, look you, of my piece of service, the men would carry coals. mind, as touching the direction of the military They would have me as familiar with men's discipline; that is the point. pockets, as their gloves or their handkerchiefs : Jamy. It sall be very gud, gud feith, gud which makes much against my manhood, if I captains bath : and I sall quit you with gud should take from another's pocket, to put into leve, as I may pick occasion ; that sall 1, marry. mine ; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I Mac. It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save must leave them, and seek some better service : me, the day is hot, and the weather, and the their villainy goes against my weak stomach, and wars, and the king, and the dukes ; it is no time therefore I must cast it up. [Erit Boy. to discourse. The town is beseeched, and the Re-enter FLUELLEN, GOWER following.
trumpet calls us to the breach ; and we talk, and,
by Chrish, do nothing ; 'tis shame for us all: so Gow. Captain Fluellen, you must come pre- God sa' me, 'tis shame to stand still ; it is shame, sently to the mines; the Duke of Gloster would by my hand : and there'is throats to be cut, and speak with you.
works to be done ; and there ish nothing done, Flu. To the mines ! tell you the duke, it is so Chrish sa' me, la. not so goot to come to the mines: For, look you, Jamy. By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine the mines is not according to the disciplines of take themselves to slumber, aile do gude service, the war ;. the concavities of it is not sufficient ; or aile ligge i'the grund for it; ay, or go to death; for, look you, th’athversary (you may discuss and aile pay it as valorously as I may, that sati unto the duke, look you,) is dight himself four I surely do, that is the breff and the long: Marry, yards under the counter-mines : by Cheshu, I | I wad full fain heard some question 'tween you think, 'a will plow up all, if there is not better tway. directions.
Flu. Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, Gou. The duke of Gloster, to whom the order under your correction, there is not many of your of the siege is given, is altogether directed by an nation Irishman; a very valiant gentleman, i'faith. Mac. Of my nation? What ish my nation ? Flu. It is captain Macmorris, is it not? ish a villain, and a bastard, and a knave, and a Gow. I think, it be.
rascal? What ish my nation? Who talks of my Flu. By Cheshu, he is an ass, as in the 'orld: 'nation ? I will verify as much in his peard : he has no Flu. Look you, if you take the matter othermore directions in the true disciplines of the wise than is meant, captain Macmorris, peradwars, look you, of the Roman disciplines, than venture, I shall think you do not use me with is a puppy-dog.
that affability as in discretion you ought to use Enter MACMORRIS aud Jamy, at a distance.
me, look you ; being as goot a man as yourself,
both in the disciplines of wars, and in the deriGow. Here 'a comes ; and the Scots captain, vation of my birth, and in other particularities. captain Jamy, with him.
Mac. I do not know you so good a man as Flu. Captain Jamy is a marvellous falorous myself: so Chrish save me, I will cut off your gentleman, that is certain ; and of great expedi- head. tion, and knowledge in the ancient wars, upon Gow. Gentlemen both, you will mistake each my particular knowledge of his directions : by other. Cheshu, he will maintain his argument as well Jamy. Au ! that's a foul fault. as any military man in the 'orld, in the disci
[A parley sounded. plines of the pristine wars of the Romans. Gow. The town sounds a parley. Jamy. I say, gud-day, captain Fluellen. Flu. Captain Macmorris, when there is more
Flu. God-den to your worship, goot captain better opportunity to be required, look you, I Jainy.
will be so bold as to tell you, I know the disGow. How now, captain Macmorris ? have ciplines of war; and there is an end. [Exeunt. you quit the mines? have the pioneers given o'er?
Mac. By Chrish la, tish ill done: the work SCENE III.-The same. Before the gates ish give over, the trumpet sound the retreat. By
of Harfleur. my hand, I swear, and by my father's soul, the work ish ill done; it ish give over : I would The Governor and some Citizens on the walls ; have blowed up the town, so Chrish save me, la,
the English Forces below. Enter King HENRY in an hour. O, tish ill done, tish ill done ; by
and his Train. my hand, tish ill done!
K. IIen. How yet resolves the governor of the Flu. Captain Macmorris, I peseech you now, town? vill you voutsafe me, look you, a few disputa- | This is the latest parle we will admit:
Therefore, to our best mercy give yourselves ;
SCENE IV.- Roüen. A room in the palace. Dufy us to our worst : for, as I am a soldier,
Enter KATHARINE and ALICE. (Aname, that, in my thoughts, becomes me best,) If I begin the battery once again,
Kath. Alice, tu as esté en Angleterre, et tu par. I will not leave the half-achieved Harfleur, les bien le langage. Till in her ashes she lie buried.
Alice. Un peu, madame. The gates of mercy shall be all shut up;
Kath. Je te prie, mi'enseigneuz; il faut que And the flesh'd soldier,-rough and hard of j'apprenne à parler. Comment appellez vous les heart,
main, en Anglois ? In liberty of bloody hand, shall range
Alice. La main ? elle est appellée, de hand. With conscience wide as hell; mowing like grass Kath. De hand. Et les doigts? Your fresh-fair virgins, and your flowering in- Alice. Les doigts? may foy, je oublie les doigts ; fants.
mais je me souviendray. Les doigts ? je pense, What is it then to me, if impious war,
qu'ils sont appellé de fingres; ouy, de fingres. Array'd in flames, like to the prince of fiends, Kath. La main, de hand ; les doigts, de finDo, with his smirch'd complexion, all fell feats gres. Je pense, que je suis le bon es colier. J'ay Enlink'd to waste and desolation ?
gagné deux mots d'Anglois vistement. Comment What is't to me, when you yourselves are cause, appellez vous les ongles ? If your pure maidens fall into the hand
Alice. Les ongles ? les appellons, de nails. Of hot and forcing violation ?
Kath. De nails. Escoutez; dites moy, si je What rein can hold licentious wickedness, parle bien; de hand, de fingres, de nails. When down the hill he holds his fierce career ? Alice. C'est bien dit, madame ; il est fort bon We may as bootless spend our vain command Anglois. Upon the enraged soldiers in their spoil,
Kath. Dites moy en Anglois, le bras. As send precepts to the Leviathan
Alice. De arm, madame. To come ashore. Therefore, you men of Harfleur, Kath. Et le coude. Take pity of your town, and of your people, Alice. De elbow. Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command; Kath. De elbow. Je m'en faitz la repetition Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace de tous les mots, que vous m'avez appris dès a O'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds present. Of deadly murder, spoil, and villainy.
Alice. Il est trop difficile, madame, comme je If not, why, in a moment, look to see
pense. The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand Kath. Excusez moy, Alice; escoutez: De hand, Defile the locks of your shrill-shrieking daugh- de fingre, de nails, de arm, de bilbow.
Alice. De elbow, madame. Your fathers taken by the silver beards,
Kath. O Seigneur Dieu ! je m'en oublie ; De And their most reverend heads dash'd to the elbow. Comment appellez vous le col ? walls ;
Alice. De neck, madame. Your naked infants spitted upon pikes ;
Kath. De neck : Et le menton ? Whiles the mad mothers with their howls con- Alice. De chin. fus'a
Kath. De sin. Le col, de neck : le menton, de Do break the clouds, as did the wives at Jewry sin. At Herod’s bloody-hunting slaughtermen. Alice. Ouy. Sauf vostre honneur ; en verité, What say you will you yield, and this avoid ?
vous prononces les mots aussi droict que les natifs Or, guilty in defence, be thus destroy'd ? d'Angleterre. Gov. Our expectation hath this day an end : Kath. Je ne doute point d'apprendre par
la The Dauphin, whom of succour we entreated, grace de Dieu ; et en peu de temps. Returns us—that his powers are not yet ready Alice. N'avez vous pas deja oublié ce que je vous To raise so great a siege. Therefore, dread king, ay enseignée ? We yield our town, and lives, to thy soft mercy: Kath. Non, je reciteray à vous promptement. Enter our gates; dispose of us, and ours; De hand, de fingre, de mails, – For we no longer are defensible.
Alice. De nails, madame. K. Hen. Open your gates.-Come, uncle Exeter, Kath. De nails, de arme, de ilbow. Go you and enter Harfleur ; there remain, Alice. Sauf vostre honneur, de elbow. And fortify it strongly 'gainst the French : Kath. Ainsi dis je ; de elbow, de neck, et de Use mercy to them all. For us, dear uncle, sin : Comment appellez vous le pieds et la robe? The winter coming on, and sickness growing Alice. De foot, madame ; et de con. Upon our soldiers, -we'll retire to Calais.
Kath. De foot, et de con? O Seigneur Dieu ! To-night in Harfleur will we be your guest; ces sont mots de son mauvais, corruptible, grusse, To-morrow for the march are we addrest. et impudique, et non pour les dames d'honneur
[Flourish. The King, 8c. enter the Town. I d'user : Je ne voudrois prononcer ces mots devant