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Sil. (Singing.) “Do me right,

And dub me knight:

Is 't not so ?
Fal. T is so.

Sil. Is 't so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat.

(Re-enter Davy.) Davy. An't please your worship, there 's one Pistol come from the court with news. Fal. From the court! Let him come in.

Enter PISTOL. How now,

Pistol! Pist. Sir John, God save you ! Fal. What wind blew you hither, Pis

tol? Pist. Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweet knight, thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm.

Sil. By 'r lady, I think 'a be, but goodman Puff of Barson.

Pist. Puff ! Puff i' thy teeth, most recreant coward base ! Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend, And helter-skelter have I rode to thee, And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys And golden times and happy news of price. 200

Fal. I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this world. Pist. A foutra for the world and worldlings

base ! I speak of Africa and golden joys. Fal. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy

news? Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof. Sil. [Singing.)

, “And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John. Pist. Shall dunghill curs confront the Heli

cons ? And shall good news be baffled ? Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.

Sil. Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.

Pist. Why then, lament therefore.

Shal. Give me pardon, sir. If, sir, you come with news from the court, I take it there's but two ways, either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am, sir, under the King, in some authority. Pisi. Under which king, Besonian? Speak,

or die, Shal. Under King Harry. Pist.

Harry the Fourth or Fifth ? Shal. Harry the Fourth. Pist.

A foutra for thine office ! Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king; Harry the Fifth 's the man. I speak the

When Pistol lies, do this, and fig me like
The bragging Spaniard.

Fal. What is the Ad king dead ?
Pist. As nail in door. The things I speak are

just. Fal. Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou

wilt in the land, 't is thine. Pistol, I will double-charge thee with dignities.

Bard. O joyful day. I would not take a knighthood for my for

Pist. What! I do bring good news.

Fal. Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord Shallow, - be what thou wilt; I am Fortune's steward --get on thy boots. We'll ride all night. O sweet Pistol ! Away, Bardolph ! (Exit Bard.) Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal devise something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master Shallow ! I 125 know the young king is sick for me. Let us take any man 's horses ; the laws of England are at my commandment.' Blessed are they that have been my friends; and woe to my Lord Chief Justice! Pist. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs

also ! "Where is the life that late I led ?" say they. Why here it is; welcome these pleasant days!

[Ereunt. SCENE IV. (London. A street.] Enter BEADLES, (dragging in] Hostess

Quickly and DOLL TEARSHEET. Host. No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might die, that I might have thee hang'd. Thou hast drawn my shoulder out of joint.

1. Bead. The constables have deliver'd her over to me; and she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant her. There hath been a man or two lately kill'd about her.

Dol. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on! I'll tell thee what, thou damn'd tripe-visag'd rascal, an the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-fac'd villain!

Host. O the Lord, that Sir John were come ! He would make this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the fruit of her womb miscarry:

1. Bead. If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again; you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go with me; for the man is dead that you and Pistol beat amongst you.

Dol. I'll tell you what you thin man in a censer, I will have you as soundly swinged for this, - you blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famish'd correctioner, if you be not swinged, I 'll forswear half-kirtles.

1. Bead. Come, come, you she knight-errant,

Host. O God, that right should thus overcome might! Well, of sufferance comes ease.

Dol. Come, you rogue, come ; bring me to a justice.

Host. Ay, come, you starv'd blood-hound.
Dol, Goodman death, goodman bones !
Host. Thou atomy, thou !

Dol. Come, you thin thing ; come, you ras. cal. 1. Bead. Very well.

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SCENE V. (A public place near Westminster

Abbey.) Enter two GROOMS, strewing rushes. 1. Groom. More rushes, more rushes. 2. Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice.

1. Groom. T will be two o'clock ere they come from the coronation, Dispatch, dispatch.

[Exeunt. Trumpets sound, and the King and his train

pass over the stage. After them enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, Pistol, BARDOLPH, and Page. Fal. Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will make the King do you grace. I will leer upon him as he comes by; and do but mark the countenance that he will give

Pist. God bless thy lungs, good knight.

Fal. Come here, Pistol ; stand behind me. O, if I had had time to have made new liveries, I would have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. But 't is no matter; this poor show doth better; this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.

(Shal.] It doth so.
Fal. It shows my earnestness of affection,
Shal. It doth so.
Fal. My devotion,
Shal. It doth, it doth, it doth.

Fal. As it were, to ride day and night; and not to deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience to shift me,

Shal. It is best, certain.

(Fal.] But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with desire to see him; thinking of nothing else, putting all affairs else in oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be done but to see him.

Pist. 'Tis “semper idem,for obsque hoc nihil est." 'Tis all in every part.

Shal. 'Tis so, indeed.
Pist. My knight, I will inflame thy noble

And make thee rage.
Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts, 35
Is in base durance and contagious prison;
Hal'd thither
By most mechanical and dirty hand.
Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell

Alecto's snake,
For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.

Fal. I will deliver her.
Pist. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-

clangor sounds. The trumpets sound. Enter the King and his train, the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE among them.

Fal. God save thy Grace, King Hal! my royal Hal!

Pist. The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame!

Fal. God save thee, my sweet boy!
King. My Lord Chief Justice, speak to that

vain man.
Ck. Just. Have you your wits? Know you

what 't is you speak ?


Fal. My king ! my Jove! I speak to thee, King. I know thee not, old man; fall to thy

prayers. How ill white hairs become a fool and jester! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane; But, being awak'd, I do despise my dream. Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace; Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth

gape For thee thrice wider than for other men. Reply not to me with a fool-born jest. Presume not that I am the thing I was ; For God doth know, so shall the world per

ceive, That I have turn'd away my former self ; So will I those that kept me company. When thou dost hear I am as I have been, Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast, 65 The tutor and the feeder of my riots; Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death, As I have done the rest of my misleaders, Not to come near our person by ten mile. For competence of life I will allow you, That lack of means enforce you not to evils ; And, as we hear you do reform yourselves, We will, according to your strengths and qual

ities, Give you advancement. Be it your charge, my

lord, To see perform'd the tenour of my word. Set on.

(Exeunt King (etc.l. Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.

Shal. Yea, marry, Sir John; which I beseech you to let me have home with me.

Fal. That can hardly be, Master Shalluw. Do not you grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to him. Look you, he must seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancements; I will be the man yet that shall make you great.

Shal. I cannot well perceive how, unless you should give me your doublet and stuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred of

my thousand. Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you heard was but a colour.

Shal. A colour that I fear you will die in, Sir John.

Fal. Fear no colours ; go with me to dinner. Come, Lieutenant Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall be sent for soon at night, Re-enter PRINCE John, the LORD CHIEF JUS

TICE (Officers with them). Ch. Just. Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the

Fleet. Take all his company along with him. Fal. My lord, my lord, Ch. Just. I cannot now speak; I will hear

you soon. Take them away. Pist. Si fortuna me tormenta, spera contenta,

(Exeunt all but Prince John and

the Chief Justice.








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Lan. I like this fair proceeding of the

King's. He hath intent his wonted followers Shall all be very well provided for ; But all are banish'd till their conversations Appear more wise and modest to the world. Ch. Just. And so they are. Lan. The King hath call'd his parliament, Ch. Just. He hath. Lan. I will lay odds that, ere this year ex

We bear our civil swords and native fire
As far as France. I heard a bird so sing,
Whose music, to my thinking, pleas'd the

Come, will you hence ?

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my lord.


known to you, as it is very well, I was lately here in the end of a displeasing play, to pray your patience for it and to promise you a bet- (19 ter. I meant

indeed to pay you with this; which, if like an ill venture it come unluckily bome, I break, and you, my gentle creditors, lose. Here promis'd you I would be, and here I commit my body to your mercies. Bate me (us some and I will pay you some and, as most debtors do, promise you infinitely.

If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, will you command me to use my legs ? And yet that were but light payment, to dance out of your debt. But a good conscience will se make any possible satisfaction, and so would I. All the gentlewomen here have forgiven me ; if the gentlemen will not, then the gentlemen do not agree with the gentlewomen, which was never seen before in such an assembly.

One word more, I beseech you. If you be not too much cloy'd with fat meat, our humble author will continue the story, with Sir John in it, and make you merry with fair Katharine of France; where, for anything I know, (w Falstaff shall die of a sweat, unless already a be kill'd with your hard opinions; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is not the man. My tongue is weary ; when my legs are too, I will bid you good night ; and so kneel down be [** fore you; but, indeed, to pray for the Queen.


(Spoken by a DANCER.) First my fear; then my curtsy; last my speech. My fear is, your displeasure ; my curtsy, my duty; and my speech, to beg your pardons. If you look for a good' speech now, you undo me; for what I have to say is of mine own making; and what indeed I should say [5 will, I doubt, prove mine own marring. But to the purpose, and so to the venture. Be it

In the case of Henry V the date of composition can be fixed with more exactness and assurance than usual. The Chorus prefixed to Act v contains in lines 30-34 a clear allusion to the expedition led by the Earl of Essex, who left for Ireland on April 15, 1599, and returned on September 28 of the same year. The nature of the reference is such as to date the passage between these limits.

A quarto edition appeared in 1600, and was reprinted in 1602 and 1608. This is, however, not the source of the text of the First Folio, on which the present edition is based. The Quarto is less than half the length of the version in the Folio, and the text is so badly mangled and corrupted that it is to be concluded that it is a pirated edition printed from notes taken at a performance, and perhaps from other sources surreptitiously obtained. The theory that it represents an earlier draft of the play, afterwards elaborated into the form found in the Folio, is negatived by a close comparison of the texts.

The source of the serious plot of this history is, as usual, the Chronicles of Holinshed. Shakespeare follows the main thread of the actual events, altering the order only slightly, but condensing the action from six years. The long speeches throughout are, but for a few hints, altogether his, with the exception of the genealogical argument of the Archbishop of Canterbury in 1. i., which follows Holinshed with remarkable closeness. The scenes in which Pistol and his fellows appear have, of course, no original ; and the group of subordinate officers, Fluellen, Macmorris, and Captain Jamy, with Williams and Bates and the glove episode, are all purely Shakespearean. The pardoning of the man who had railed against the king is a skilful invention to lead up to the unmasking and self-condemnation of the conspirators. Changes in the comparative prominence of details are managed in such a way as to produce the characteristic patriotic temper of the play. Thus, the tennis-ball message and reply are emphasized and elaborated; and the happy personal relations existing among the English are bronght out in Henry's speeches to old Erpingham, in the description of the deaths of Suffolk and York, in the conversation between the king and the common soldiers, in the splendid eloquence of such speeches as those of Henry before Harfleur and on St. Crispin's Day, all of which are absent from the chronicles; and, conversely, the vain boasting of the French lords before the battle is created out of a mere hint that they passed the night in merriment and were contemptuous of their opponents. Again, additional stress is laid by Shakespeare on Henry's piety, his soliloquy and prayer before Agincourt being without historical basis. Yet the main lines of his character are those laid down by Holinshed and earlier writers.

The French lesson of the Princess is original ; but the wooing is foreshadowed in the crude play of The Famous Victories of Henry the Fifth, which had already supplied hints for Henry IV. This play also uses the Dauphin's gift of tennis-balls, and contains dialect parts which may have suggested the Welsh, Scottish, and Irish parts here; and a scene in which a Frenchman tries to hold an Englishman for ransom bears a certain resemblance to Pistol's treatment of his French captive. The stealing of the pyx and the fate, though not the character, of Bardolph are historical. The Dauphin was not in fact present at the battle of Agincourt, and in this detail the Quarto follows history more accurately than the Folio. The simile of the bees in Canterbury's speech (1. ii. 187–204) may have been suggested by a passage in Lyly's Euphues and his England, which in turn is based on Pliny.

The style of the sonnet Epilogue suggests some doubts as to its anthorship, - a point of some importance in view of the stress laid on it in discussions on Henry VI.

With the exception of the doubtful Henry VIII, this play was the last to be written of Shakespeare's histories. The crises in English history before the Tudor period which gave good dramatic opportunity were well-nigh exhausted, and the limitations of the form of the chronicle play must have been increasingly irksome to Shakespeare's developed artistic sense. Henry V forms an appropriate close to the series, bringing, as it does, the patriotic fervor underlying them all to its highest expression, and embodying it in the heroic figure of the ideal English king.


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BARDOLPE. DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, brothers to the King.


A Herald
DUKE OF EXETER, uncle to the King.
DUKE OP YORK, cousin to the King.

CHARLES VI, king of France.


The Constable of France. EARL OF CAMBRIDGE.


French Lords. LORD SCROOP.


Governor of Harfleur. SIR THOMAS ERPINGHAM,

MONTJOY, a French Herald.
officers in King Henry's

Ambassadors to the King of England.

ISABEL, queen of France.

KATHARINE, daughter to Charles and Isabel. BATES,

ALICE, a lady attending on her. COURT, soldiers in the same.

Hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap, formerly Mistress WILLIAMS,

Quickly, and now married to Pistol.

Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, and Attendants.

SCENE : England; afterwards France.]


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Enter (CHORUS]
(Chor.) O for a Muse of fire, that would

The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act,
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Then shonld the warlike Harry, like himself, 5
Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,
Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword,

and fire
Crouch for employment. But pardon, gentles

The flat unraised spirits that hath dar'd
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So great an object. Can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France ? Or may we cram
Within this wooden O the very casques
That did affright the air at Agincourt ?
0, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Attest in little place a million ;
And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,
On your imaginary forces work.
Suppose within the girdle of these walls
Are now confin'd two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder;
Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ;
Into a thousand parts divide one man,
And make imaginary puissance ;
Think, when we talk of horses, that you see



SCENE I. (London. An ante-chamber in the

King's palace.)

Cant. My lord, I 'll tell you : that self bill is

Which in the eleventh year of the last king's

Was like, and had indeed against us passid,
But that the scambling and unquiet time
Did push it out of farther question.
Ely. But how, my lord, shall we resist it

Cant. It must be thought on. If it pass

against us, We lose the better half of our possession ;


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