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me as familiar with men's pockets, as their gloves Jme : the day is hot, and the weather, and the or their handkerchiefs : which makes much against wars, and the king, and the dukes; it is no time my manhood, if I should take from another's to discourse. The town is beseech'd, and the pocket, to put into mine; for it is plain pocketing trumpet calls us to the breach ; and we talk, and, up of wrongs. I must leave them, and seek some by Chrish, do nothing ; 'tis thame for us all : fo better service : their villainy goes against my weak God fa' me, 'tis fname to stand still ; it is shame, stomach, and therefore I must caft it up. [Exis Boy. by my hand : and there is throats to be cut, and Re-cuter Flucllen, Gower following
works to be done ; and there ish nothing done, fo Gower. Captain Fluellen, you must come pre- Chrith fame, la. fently to the mines : the duke of Glofter would Juny. By the mess, ere theile eyes of mine take speak with you.
themselves to flumber, ale du gud service, or aile Fla. To the mines ! Tell you the duke, it is not ligge i' the grand for it; ay, or go to death ; and so good to come to the mines : for, look you, the aile pay it as valoroutly as I may, that fal I surely mines are not according to the disciplines of the do, that is the brett' and the long : Marry, I wa war; the concavities of it is not fufficient; for, full faro heard fome question 'tween you tway. look you, th' athverfary (you may discuss unto the Fl. Captain Macinorris, I think, look you, unduke, look you) is digt himself four yards ainder der vour correction, there is not many of your the counterroines ; by Cheshu, I think, 'a wil nationplow up all, if there is not petter directions. Mar. Of my nation. What ith my nation? ifh a
Gover. The duke of Glotter, to whom the order villain, and a baitard, and a knave, and a rascal ? of the fiege is given, is altogether directed by an What ish my nation. Who talks of my nation ? Irishman ; a very valiant gentleman, i' faith. Flu. Look you, if you take the matter otherwise Flu. It is captain Macmorris, is ie not?
than is meant, captain Macmiorris, peradventure, I Gower. I think, it be.
thall think you do not use me with that affability Flu. By Chethy, he is an af, is in the 'orkt: ! as in difcretion you ought to use me, look you ; will verify as much in his peard : he has no more being as goot a man as yourself, both in the discidirections in the true disciplines of the wars, look plints of wars, and in the derivation of my birth, you, of the Roman disciplines, than is a puppy- and in other particularities.
Viac. I do not know you so good a man as myEnter Macmorris, and Captain famy. Telf: to Chrith fave me, I will cut off your head. Gaver. Here 'a comes; and the Scots captain, Gover. Gentlemen, both, you will mistaké each faptain Jamy, with him.
other. Fla. Captain Jamy is a marvellous falorous Jamy. Au! that's a foul fault. (pirly found, gentleman, that is certain , and of great expedition, Goor. The town founds a pailey. and know ledge, in the ancient wars, upon my perl Flu. Captain Macmorris, when there is more ticular knowledge of his directions : by Cbelhu, petter opportunity to be requir'd, look you, I will he will maintain his argument as well as any mi-be so bold as to tell you, I know the difciplines of litary man in the 'orld, in the disciplines of the war; and there's an end. priftine wars of the Romans. Jamy. I say, gude-day, captain Fluellen.
SCENE 111. Fla. God-den to your worship, goot captain Jamy,
Before the Gales of Harfleur. Gaver. How now, captain Macmorris ? have
Enter King Henry and bis Train. you quiç the mines : have the pioneers given o’er?! Ki lleng How yet refolves the governor of the Mar. By Chrish la, tith iH done: the work ish
town? give over, the trumpet found the retreat. By my This is the latest parle we will admit : hand, I swear, and by iny father's foul, the work ith Therefore, to our best mercy give voarfelves il done; it ith give over: I would have blowed up Or, like to men proud of destruction, the town, so Chrith lave me, la, in an hour. O tish Defy us to our wort: for, as I am a soldier, ill done, tish ill done ; by my hand, tish ill done ! (A name, that, in my thoughts, becomes me beft)
Flu. Captain Macmorris, I peseech you now, If I begin the battery once again, will you voutsafe me, look you, a few difpu- I will not leave the half-atchiev'd Harfleur, tations with you, as partly touching or con- 'Till in her afhes the lie buried. cerning the disciplines of the war, the Roman The gates of mercy shall be all shut up ; wars, in the way of argument, look you, and And the flesh'd foldier,rough and hard of heart, friendly cominunication ; partly, to fatisfy my opi. In liberty of bloody hand, thall range nion, and partly, for the satisfaction, look you, or With conscience wide as hell : mowing like grass my mind, as touching the direction of the military Your fresh fair virgins, and your flowering infants, Niscipline ; that is the point.
What is it then to me, if impious wal',-Jawy. It fall be very gud, gud feith, gud cap- Array'd in flames, like to the prince of fiends, Lains bath: and I fall quit 2 you with gud leve, as I Do, with his imirch'd complexion, all fell feats pay pick occafion; that fall 1, marry.
| Enlink'd to waste and defolation ? Moc. It is no limc to discourse, so Chrish fave What is't to me, u hen you yourselves are cause,
That is, ke wil blow up at
• That is, I shall require you, answer jou,
If your pure maidens fall into the hand . 1 Alice. C'est bien dit, madame; il en fort bon Anglasse Of hot and forcing violation ?
Kath. Dites noy en Anglois, le bras.
Alice. De arm, madam.
Kath. De elbow. Je m'en faitz la repetition de As send precepts to the Leviathan
tous les moti, alle vous n'avez appris d si present. To come ahore. Therefore, you men of Harfleur, Alice. Il eji trep difficile, madam, comme je penie. Take pity of your town, and of your people, Kath. Excülex moy, Alice; ofcouiex: De hand, Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command ; de fingre, de nails, de arm, de bilbow, Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace Alice. De elbow, madame. O'er-blows the futly and contagious clouds | Kath. O Seij scur Dieu! je m'en oublic ; De elbow'. Of heady murder, spoil, and villainy.
Comment appeiles vous le coi ?
Alice. De neck, madame.
Kath. De fin. Le col, de neck : le mentor, de fine And their most reverend heads dash'd to the walls ; Alice. Ouy. Souf vostre bonneur; en verité, vous Your naked infants (pitted upon pikes ;
prononcem les mots aucli droiel que les natifs d'oo. Whiles the mad mothers with their howls confus'd gleterre. Do break the clouds, as did the wives of Jewryl Kath. He ne doute point d'apprendre par la grace At Herod's bloody-hunting slaughtermen.
de Dicu ; sen peu de temps. What say you ? will you yield, and this avoid? Alice. N'avez vous pas deja oublié ce que je voua Or, guilty in defence, be thus destroy'd ?
ay enseigne ? · Enter Governor, upon the Valls.
Kath. Non, je recitcray à vous promptement. De Gov. Our expectation hath this day an end : hand, de fingre, de mails. The Dauphin, whom of succour we entreated, | Alice. De nails, madame. Returns us that his powers are not yet ready Kath. De nails, de arme, de ilbow. To raise so great a siege. Therefore, dread king, Alice. Sauf unfire honneur, de elbow. We yield our town, and lives, to thy soft mercy; Kath. sinfi drje ; de elbow, de neck, of de sin: Enter our gates ; dispose of us, and ours; Comment appeilez vous les pieds & la robe For we no longer are defensible.
Alice. De foot, madame ; 5 de con. K. Henry, Open your gates. Come, uncle Exeter, Kath. De foot, & de con? O Seigneur Dieu' ces Go you and enter Harfleur ; there remain,
fone mots de jon mauvais, corruptible, grolle, et impuAnd fortify it strongly 'gainst the French :
dique, & non pour les dames d'honneur d'ujer: Ja Ule mercy to them all. For us, dear uncle, ne voudrois prononcer ces mots devant les feigneurs de The winter coming on, and sickness growing France, pour tout le monde. Il faut de fuot, & de Upon our soldiers,----we'll retire to Calais. con, neant-moins. Je recilerai une aadre fois ma lecon To-night in Harfleur will we be your guest; ensemble : De hand, de tingre, de nails, de arm, de To-morrow for the march are we addreft , elbow, de neck, de sin, de foot, de con.
(Flourish, and enter the town. Alice. Excelleri, madame! SC EN E IV.
Kath. C'eji aji ms pour une fois; allons nous à difrar.
Excuni. The Frencb Camp. Inter Catharine and an old Gentleman.
S CE NE V. Kath, thice, bit es ejie en Angleterre, & tu parles
Presence-Chamber in the French Court. bien ! l.inguage. Alice. En peu, madzme.
Enter the King of France, the Dauphin, Duke of Kath. Ye le pie, 'crfeignem; il frut gide j'up- Bourbon, the Corfiable of France, and others. prenne à parler. Comment appellez vous la main, en Fr. King. 'Tis certain, he hath pass’d the river Anglois
Somme. Álice. La main? olla el appell's, de hand. Con. And if he he not fought withal, my lord, Kath. De hand. Et les doigts?
Let us not live in France ; let us quit all, Alice. Les doigts? may fuy, je oublie les doigts; And give our vineyards to a barbarous people. mais je me souviendray. Les doigts? je pense, qu'ils Duu. 0 Dieu vivant.' fhall a few sprays of font appellé de fingres; oxy, de fingers ; cui de u sfingers.
The emptying of our father's luxury 3,Kath. La main, de hand ; les doigts, de fingres. Our syons, put in wild and savage 4 qtock, Je pense, que je suis le bon escolier. J'aygagnse Sprout up fo suddenly into the clouds, deux mots d'Anglais visiement. Comment appuix And over-grow their grafters?, bastards! vous les ongles?
| Bour. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman Alice. Les ongles ? les appellos, de nails. Mort de ma vie! if thus they march along.
Kath. De nails. I loutex : dires moy, ja je palc Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom, bien : de hand, de fingres, de nails.
To buy a nobbery and a dirty farm .
In that nook-thotten 'ifle of Albion. [mettle ? Now, forth, lord constable, and princes all;
Con. Dieu de batailles ! where have they this And quickly bring us word of England's fall. Is not their climate foggy, raw, and dull ?
[Exeunt, On whom, as in despiglit, the sun looks pale,
S CE NE VI.
The English Camp.
Enter Gower, and Finellen. And shall our quick blood, spirited with wine, 1 Gorv. How now, captain Fluellen? come you Seem frosty ? Oh, for honour of our land, from the bridge ? Let us not hang like roping icicles
Flu. I assure you, there is very excellent service Upon the houses'thatch, whiles a more frosty people committed at the pridge. Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich fields ; Gow. Is the duke of Exeter safe ? Poor-we may call them, in their native lords. Flu. The duke of Exeter is as magnanimous as Day. By faith and honour,
Agamemnon ; and a man that I love and tonour Our madams mock at us ; and plainly say, with my soul, and my heart, and my duty, and my Our mettle is bred out; and they will give life, and my livings, and my uttermost powers : he Their bodies to the luft of English youth, is not (Got be praised and pleffed !) any hurt in To new store France with bastard warriors. the 'orld ; but keeps the pridge most valiantly, Bour. They bid us to the English dancing- with excellent discipline. There is an ancient schools,
lieutenant there at the pridge, I think, in my very And teach lavoltas 3 high, and swift corantos ; conscience, he is as valiant a man as Mark AnSaying, our grace is only in our heels,
tony ; and he is a man of no estimation in the And that we are most lofty run-aways.
'orld; but I did see him do gallant services.
Flu. He is call'd-ancient Pistol.
man. You dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berry, Pift. Captain, I thee heseech to do me favours : Alencon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy ;
The duke of Exeter doth love thee well. Jaques Chatillion, Rambures, Vaudemont,
Flu. Ay, I praise Got ; and I have merited some Beaumont, Grandpré, Roulli, and Fauconberg, love at his hands. Toix, Lestrale, Bouciqualt, and Charolois ;
Pif. Bardolph, a soldier, firm and found of heart, High dukes, great priaces, barons, lords, and Of buxom s valour, hath,—by cruel fate, knights,
And giddy fortune's furious fickle wheel, For your great seats, now quit you of great Thames. That goddess blind, Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our land That stands upon the rolling restless stone,With pennons 4 painted in the blood of Harfleur : Flu. By your patience, ancient Pistol. Fortune Rush on his hoft, as doth the melted snow
is painted plind, with a muffler before her eyes, to Upon the vallies ; whose low valsal seat
rignity to you, that fortune is plind: And she is The Alps doth pit and void his rheum upon : Tpainted also with a wheel; to fignify to you, Go down upon him,--you have power enough, which is the moral of it, that she is turning, and And in a captive chariot, into Roan
inconstant, and mutabilities, and variations; and Bring him our prisoner.
her foot, look you, is fixed upon a spherical stone, Con. This becomes the great.
which rolls, and rolls, and rolls:--In good truth, Sorry am I, his numbers are fo few,
the poet makes a moft excellent description of His foldiers fick, and familh'd in their march; fortune : fortune, look you, is an excelent moral. For, I am sure, when he shall see our army, Pift. Fortune is Bardolph's foc, and frowns on He'll drop his heait into the fink of fear, ,
him; And, for atchievement, offer us his ransom. For he hath ftol'n a pix, and hanged must 'a be. Fr. King. Therefore, lord coustable, haste on Damo'd death! Montjoy ;
Let gallows gape for dog, let man go free, And let him say to England, that we fend
And let not hemp his wind-pipe suffocate : To know, what willing ransom he will give. But Exeter liath given the doom of death, Prince Dau hin, you ihall stay with us in Roan. For pix of little price.
Dau. Not fo, I do beseech your majesty. | Therefore, go speak, the duke will hear thy voice : , tr. King. Be patient, for you shall remain with And let not Bardolph's vital thread he cut
| With edge of penny-cord, and vile reproach :
Sloten ignifies any thing proje7cd: so nook-fhetien ille is an isle that shoots out into capes, pro, montories, and necks of land, the very figure of Greai-Britain. 2 i. e. over-ridden horses 3 llanmer observes, that in this dance there was much turning and much capering. 4 Pennons arıronal watc!mall Hags, on which the arms, device, and motio of a knight were painted. Pennon mcans the file us hones į e, valour under good command, obedient to its superiors.
fopeak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite. Flu. The perdition of th' athversary hath boen
Flu. Ancient Pittoi, I do partly understand your very great, very reasonable great : marry, for my meaning.
I part, I think the duke hath loft never a man, but Pift. Why then rejoice therefore.
one that is like to be executed for robbing a church, Flu. Certainly, ancient, it is not a thing to re-one Bardolph, if your majetty know the man : joice at: for if, look you, he were iny brother, 1 his face is all bubukles, and shelks, and knobs, would desire the duke to use his goot pleasure, and Mames of fire : and his lips plows at his nose, and put him to executions ; for disciplines ought and it is like a coal of fire, fometimes plae and to be utcl.
sometimes red; but his note is executed, and his Pili. Die and be damn'd; and figo for thy fire's out. friendship!
| K. Henry. We would have all such offenders fu * Flu. It is well.
cut off --and we give express charge, that, in our Pill. The fig ' of Spain!
Exie Piflol. maches through the country, there be nothing Flick. Very good.
compelled from the villages, nothing taken but Gow. Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rascal : paid for ; none of the French upbraided, or abufed I remember him now; a bawd, a cut-purse. in disdainful language ; For when lenity and
Flic. I'll assure you, `a utter d as prave 'ords at cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentlest gamefter the pridge, as you Thall fee in a summer's day :is the foonest winner. But it is very well; what he has spoke to me, that
Tucket Sounds. Enter Montjoy 4. is well, I warrant you, when time is ferve.
Mont. You kuow me by my habit 5. Gov. Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue ; that Ki Henry. Well then, I know thee ; What shall now and then goes to the wars, to grace himself, I know of thee? at bis return into London, under the form of a Mont. My master's mind, Soldier. And such fellow's are perfect in the great K. Henry. Unfold it. commanders' names : and they will learn you by Mont. Thus says my king :-Say thoa to Harry Tote, where services were done ;---at such and of England, Though we seemed dead, we did but such a sconce ?, at such a breach, at such a convoy ; Aleep; Advantage is a better soldier, than rathnets. who came off bravely, ubo was shot, who dir-Tell him, we could have rebuk d him at Harfleur , grac'd, what terms the enemy stood on; and this but that we thought not good to bruile an injury, they con perfectly in the phrase of war, which they 'till it were full ripe :--now we speak upon our trick up with new-tuned oaths : And what a cue", and our voice is imperial: England shall rebeard of the general's cut, and a horrid fuit. of the pent his folly, see his weaknets, and anire our camp, will do among fuamuing bottles, and ale- Tulctance. Bid him, therefore, confider of his w h'd wits, is wonderful to be thought on! But rantoni; which muti proportion the lofícve you must learn to know such flanders of the age, baie horne, the subjects we have lott, the disgrace mi elle you may be marrellously mistook.
we have digerted; which, in weight to re-antwer, Hir. I tell you what, captan Gower;-I do per- his gettincís would how under. For pur loires, cewe, he is not the man that he would gladly his exchequer is too poor, for the effusion of our make new to the 'orld he is; if I find a hole in binoc!, the muster of his kingdom too faint a numhis coat, I will tell him my mind. Hear you, thelber; and for our disgrace, his own perfon, kneelking is coming i and I must peak with him from ing at our feet, but 2 1 cak and worthicis fatislathe pridge.
tion. To this add-lefiance : and tell him, for Torx and consume, Frper the King, Gllier, and conclusion, he hath betray'd his followers, 1 hore
condemnation is pronounced. So far niy king and Il. Got ple's your majefty!
manter; fo much my office. K. Henry. How now, Flueiien cam'ft thou á Henry. What is thy name. I know thy from the bridge:
quality. Flu. Ay, so please your majesty. The duke of Mori, Montjoy. Exeter has very galluntly maintain'd the pridge : K. Henry. Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn the French is gone oft, look you; and there is gal
thee back, Jant and most prave pallages : Marry, th' athver- And tell thy king, I do not feek him now; fary was have pofeffion of the pridge ; but he is But could be willing to march on to Calais enforced to retire, and the duke of Exeter is Without impeachment 7: for, to say the footh, matter of the pridge : I can tell your majesty, the (Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much duke is a prave man.
l'nto an enemy of craft and vantage) ki Heny. What men have you lost, Fluellen: My people are with fickness much enfeebled;
? This alludes to the custom of giving poison'd figs to those who were the objc&scither of Spanish or Italian revenge. 2 A sconce appears to have been some hatty, rude, inconsiderable kind of fortification. The 4tos 1600, &c. read a horrid shout of the camp. 4 Mont-zvie is the nitle of the hrit king at arms in France, as Garter is in our own country: 5 That is, by my herald's coat, 6 In our turn. This phrase the author learned among players, and has imparted it to kings. 9 i.e. hindrance.
My numbers lefsen'd ; and those few I have, , Orl. He's of the colour of the nutmeg.
Dau. And of the heat of the ginger. It is a Who when they were in health, I tell thee, herald, beast for Perfeus : he is pure air and fire ; and I thought, upon one pair of Englith legs
the dull elements of earth and water never an Did march three Frenchmen. Yet, forgive me pear in him, but only in patient stillness, while God,
his rider mounts him : he is, indeed, a horse; and That I do brag thus !-this your air of France all other jades you may call-beasts 3. Hath blown that vice in me; I must repent. | Con. Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute and Go, therefore, tell thy master, here I am;
excellent horse. My ransom, is this frail and worthlefs trunk; Dan. It is the prince of palfreys ; his neigh is My afmy, but a weak and fickly guard ;
like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance Yet, God before, tell him tre will come on, enforces homage. Though France himself, and such another neigh-) Ori. No more, cousin. bour,
1 Dau. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot, Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, Montjoy. from the rising of the lark to the lodging of the Go, bid thy master well advise himself :
tamb, vary deserved praise on my palfrey : it is a If we may pass, we will; if we be hiuder'd, theme as Auent as the sea : turn the sands into We thall your tawny ground with your red blood eloquent tongues, and my horse is argument for Discolour : and so, Montjoy, fare you well. them all: 'tis a fubject for a sovereign to reason The sum of all our answer is but this :
Jon, and for a sovereign's sovereign to ride on ; We would not seek a battle, as we are ;
and for the world (familiar to us, and unknown) Nor, as we are, we lay, we will not hun it; to lay apart their particular functions, and wonder So tell your master.
at him. I once writ a fonnet in his praile, and Moni. I shall deliver fo. Thanks to your began thus, Wonder of nature 4 highness.
[Exit. Orl. I have heard a tonnet begin fo to one's Glo. I hope, they will not come upon us now. I mistress. K. Henry. We are in God's hand, brother, not! Dau. Then did they imitate that which I comin theirs.
pos'd to my courser ; for my horfe is my niiltreis. March to the bridge ; it now draw's toward Orl. Your mistress bears well. night :
Dur. Me well; which is the prescript praise Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves; and perfection of a good and particula mittrels. And on to-morrow bid them march away. Eroun:. Co. Ma foy! the other day, methought, your SCENE VII.
mistress threwdly thook your back.
| Dard. So, perhaps, did yours. The French Camp near Agincow't.
1 Con. Mine was noe bridlech Enter ibe Conftable of France, tbe Lord R.mures, the Dax. 0! then, belike, she was old and gentle ;
Duke of 0bens, Dauphin, with orbers. and you rode, like a kerne of Ireland, your French Con. Tut! I have the best armour of the world.-- hole oft, and in your Itrait troller, S. Would it were day!
| Con. You hwe good judgement in hor.emanship. 0;l. You have an excellent armour ; but let Dau. Be warn'd by me, then : they that ride say horse have his due.
ro, and ride not warily, fall into foul bogs; I had Cor. It is the bett horse of Europe.
rather have my horse to my miltreis. 0,1. Will it never be morning
Con. I had as lief have my mistreis a jade. Dau. My lord of Orleans, and my lord high Dau. I tell chee, conttable, my mitreis wears constable, you talk of horie and armour,---- her own hair.
0.t. You are as well provided of both, as any Con. I could make as true a boast as that, if I prince in the world.
had a low to ray iniitreis. 1.24. What a long night is this !--I will not Dal. Le channel ritourné i pro popieriumilmeni, change my horse with any that treads but on four * los muie lavie au tourber: thou makit ule of patterns. Cu, ba! He bounds 2 from the earth, as any thing. if his entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Con. Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress ; Pegasus, qui a les marines de feu : When I be-l or any such proverb, 1o little kin to the purpole. stride him, I foar, I am a hawk : he trots the Ram. My lord constable, the armour that I saw air ; the earth fings when he touches it; the in your tent to-night, are those itar's, or luns, una barett horn of his hoof is more musical than the on it! pipe of Hermes.
Con. Stars, my lord.
1 This was an expression in that are for God being my guide, or, when used to another. God! thv gunde. 3 Alluding to the bounding of tennis-balls, which were fluidid with hair, as appears from Much Ado about Vutling, and the old ornament of his check bath already fuff'd tennis-balls. 3 hide is fomeumes uted for a polt-horle. Beaft is always employed as a contemptuous diflinction. Ellerc, probably, some foolish poem of our author's cime is ridiculed. 5 Trullers fignifics a pair of beeches. Mr. Steevens obferves, that the kerns, or pealants, of lieland ancien:dy rode without brauchua; and iberefore firait t70]ers inay mean only in their naked tkin, which fits close to them.