To-night in Harfleur will we be your guest ;
To-morrow for the march are we addrest.
\^Flinirish. The King, &^e., enter the tow7t.
Scene III. Rouen. A room in the palace.
Enter Katharine and Alice.
Kath. Alice, tu as etc en Angleterre, et tie paries bien
ā le langage.
Alice. Un pen, inadame.
Kath. Je te prie vi'enseignez ; il faut que fapprenne
a parler. Comment appeles-vous la inain en Anglais?
Alice. La main ? elle est appclee de hand.
Aa///. De hand. Etlesdoigts?
Alice. Lesdoigts? ma foi,foublie les doigts ; fnaisj'e
me souviendrai. Les doigts? je pensequ''ils sont appeles
de fingres ; oui, de fingres.
Kath. La main, de hand ; les doigts, de fingres. Je
pense que je suis le boil ecolier ; j'ai gagne deux mots
d' Anglais vitement. Comment appelez-7'ous les ongles ?
Alice. Les ongles ? tious les appclons de nails.
Kath. De nails. Ecoutez ; dites-moi, si je parte bien :
de hand, de fingres, et de nails.
Alice. C'esf bien dit, madame ; il est fort bon Anglais.
Kath. Dites-moi V Anglais pour le bras.
Alice. De arm, madame.
Kath. Et le coude ?
Alice. De elbow.
Kath. De elbow. Je m'en fais la repetition de tons
les mots que vous m'avez appris des a present.
Alice. II est trap difficile, madame, com me je pense.
Kath. Excusez-moi, Alice ; Ecoutez : de hand, de fin-
gres, de nails, de arm, de bilbow.
Alice. De elbow, madame.
K.H.V. 37.] IV. 199.
Actnt.'\ KING HENRY V. {Scene 11^.
Kath. O Seigneur Dieu,je in' en oublie ! de elbow.
Comment appelez-vous le col?
Alice. De neck, tnadamc.
Kath. De nick. Et le meiiton ?
Alice. De chin.
Kath. De sin. Le col, de nick ; le menton, de sin.
Alice. Oui. Saitf voire honneiir, en verity, vous pro-
noncez les mots aiissi droit que les natifs d' Angleterre.
Kath. Je fie doute point d'apprendre, par la grace de
Dieu, et en pen de temps.
Alice. N' avez-voHS pas deja oiiblid ce que je vous ai
enseigne ?
Kath . Non, je rdciterai a vous promptetnetit : de hand,
de fingres, de mails, ā
Alice. De nails, madame.
Kath. De nails, de arm, de ilbow.
Alice. Sai(f voire ho7incur, de elbow.
Kath. Ainsidis-je ; de elbow, de nick, ^/ de sin. Com-
ment appelez-vous le pied et la robe ?
Alice. De foot, madame ; et de coun.
Kath. De foot et de coun ! O Seigneur Dieu ! ce sont
mots de son mauvais, corruptible, gros, et impudique, et
non pojir les dames d'honiieur d'user : je ne voudrais
prononcer ces mots devant les seigneurs de Fratice pour
tout le monde. II faut de foot et de coun neanmoins.
Je rdciterai une autre fois ma Jegon ensemble : de hand,
de lingres, de nails, de arm, de elbow, de nick, de sin,
de foot, de coun.
Alice. Excellent, madame /
Kath. C'est asses pour une fois : allons-nous h diner.
\Exeunt.
Scene IV. The same. Another room in the same.
Enter the French King, and Dauphin, Duke of Bourbon,
the Constable of France, and others.
Fr. King. 'Tis certain he hath pass'd the river Somme.
Con. And if he be not fought withal, my lord.
Let us not live in France ; let us quit all,
And give our vineyards to a barbarous people.
Dau. O Dieu vivant ! shall a few sprays of us,
The emptying of our fathers' luxury,
IV. 200. [k.h.v, 38.
Act III. '\ KING HENRY V. \SceneIV.
Our scions, put in wild and savage stock,
Sput up so suddenly .nto the clouds,
And overlook their grafters ?
Bour. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman
bastards !
Mort de ma vie .' if they march along
Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom,
To buy a slolibery and a dirty farm
In that nook-shotten isle of Albion.
Con. Dicu lie batailles ! whence have they this mettle ?
Is not their climate foggy, raw, and dull ;
On whom, as in despite, the sun looks pale,
Killing their fruit with frowns ? Can sodden water,
A drench for sur-rein'd jades, their barley-broth,
Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat ?
And shall our quick blood, spirited with wine,
Seem frosty ? O, for honor of our land,
Let us not hang like roping icicles
Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more frosty people
Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich fields, ā
Poor we may call them in their native lords !
Daii. By faith and honor.
Our madams mock at us, and plainly say
Our mettle is bred out, and they will give
Their bodies to the lust of English youth
To new-store France with bastard warriors.
Bour. They bid us to the English dancing-schools,
And teach lavoltas high and swift corantos ;
Saying our grace is only in our heels.
And that we are most lofty runaways.
Fr. King. Where is Montjoy the herald ? speed him
hence ;
Let him greet England with our sharp defiance. ā
Up, princes ! and, with spirit of honor edg'd
More sharper than your swords, hie to the field :
Charles Delabreth, high-constable of France ;
You Dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berri,
Alengon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy;
Jaques Chatillon, Rambures, Vaudemont,
Beaumont, Grandpre, Roussi, and Fauconberg,
Foix, Lestrale, Bouciqualt, and Charolois ;
High dukes, great princes, barons, lords, and knights,
K.H.V. 39.x IV. 201.
Act ///.] K/XG IIE.VRV J'. [Scene I
For your great seats, now quit you of great shames.
Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our land
With pennons painted in the blood of Harfleur:
Rush on his host, as doth the melted snow
Upon the valleys, whose low vassal seat
The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon :
Go down upon him, ā you have power enough, ā
And in a captive chariot into Rouen
Bring him our prisoner.
Co;t. This becomes the great.
Sorry am I his numbers are so few,
His soldiers sick, and famish'd in their march ;
For I am sure, when he shall see our army.
He'll drop his heart into the sink of fear,
And, for achievement, offer us his ransom.
J^r. King. Therefore, lord constable, haste on Montjo; ;
And let him say to England, that we send
To know what willing ransom he will give. ā
Prince Dauphin, you shall stay with us in Rouen.
Dan. Not so, I do beseech your majesty.
Fr. King. Be patient ; for you shall remain with us.-
Now forth, lord constable, and princes all.
And quickly bring us word of England's fall. {^Exeu-*
Scene V. The English camp in Picardy.
Enter, severally, GOWER a/id Fluellen.
Gow. How now. Captain Fluellen ! come you fnnn ^h*
bridge ?
Flu. I assure you, there is very excellent servicea v-om^
mitted at the pridge.
Goju. Is the Uuke of Exeter safe }
Flu. The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimous as Aga-^
memnon ; and a man that I love and honorwiln my soul,
and my heart, and my duty, and my life, anti my living,
and my uttermost power : he is not ā Got be praised and
plessed ! ā any hurt in the 'orld ; but kcr'ps ihe pridge
most valiantly, with excellent discipline. There is an
auncient there at the pridge, ā I think m my very con-
science he is as valiant a man as Mark ^ncony ; and he
is a man of no estimation in the 'orld ; mt I did see him
do gallant .service.
IV. 202. [k.h.v. 40.
Actl/f.'] K/XG HENRY V. \Scene I .
Gota. What do you call him ?
J^/u. He is called Auncient Pistol.
Goia. I know him not.
J^/u. Here is the man.
Enter Pistol.
Pist. Captain, I thee beseech to do me favors :
The Duke of Exeter doth love thee well.
t'lti. Ay, I praise Got ; and I have merited some love
at his hands.
I'ist. Bardolph, a soldier firm and sound of heart.
Of buxom valor, hath, by cruel fate.
And giddy P"orlune"s furious fickle wheel, ā
That goddess blind,
That stands upon the rolling restless stone, ā
F!u. By your patience, Auncient Pistol. Fortune is
painted plind, with a mufifler afore her eyes, to signify to
you that Fortune is nlind ; and she is painted also with a
wheel, to signify to you, which is the moral of it, that she
is turning, and inconstant, and mutability, and variation :
and her foot, look you, is fi.xed upon a spherical stone,
which rolls, and rolls, and rolls : ā in good truth, the poet
makes a most excellent description of it : Fortune is an
excellent moral.
Pist. Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him ;
For he hath stol'n a pax, and hanged must "a be, ā
A damned death !
Let gallows gape fur dog ; let man go free.
And let not hemp his windpipe suffocate :
But Exeter hath given the doom of death
For pax of little price.
Therefore, go speak, ā the duke will hear thy voice ;
And let not Bardolph's \ ital thread be cut
With edge of penny cord and vile reproach :
Speak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite.
Flu. Auncient Pistol, I do partly understand your
meaning.
Pist. Why, then, rejoice therefore.
Flu. Certainly, auncient, it is not a thing to rejoice at :
for if, look you, he were my prother, I would desire the
duke to use his goot pleasure, and put liim to execution;
for discipline ought to be used.
K.H.V. 41.] IV. 203,
Aciin.1 KING HENRY V. [Scene y.
Pist. Die and be damn'd ! and fico for thy friendship !
Flu. It is well
Pist. The fig of Spain ! \^Exit.
Flu. Very goot.
Gow. Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rasca! ; I re-
member him now ; a bawd, a cutpurse.
Flu. I'll assure you, 'a uttered as prave 'ords at the
pridge as you shall see in a summer's day. But it is very
well ; what he has spoke to me, that is well, I warrant
you, when time is serve.
Goxu. Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue, that now and
then goes to the wars, to grace himself, at his return into
London, under the form of a soldier. And such fellows
are perfect in the great commanders' names : and they
will learn you by rote where services were done ; ā at
such and such a sconce, at such a breach, at such a con-
voy ; who came off bravely, who was shot, who disgraced,
what terms the enemy stood on ; and this they con per-
fectly in the phrase of war, which they trick up with new-
tuned oaths : and what a beard of the general's cut, and
a horrid suit of the camp, will do among foaming bottles
and ale-washed wits, is wonderful to be thought on. But
you must learn to know such slanders of the age, or else
you may be marvelously mistook.
Flu. I tell you what, Captain Gower ; ā I do perceive he
is not the man that he would gladly make show to the 'orld
he is : if I find a hole in his coat, I will tell him my mind.
\_Dru)n wlt/u'n.\ Hark you, the king is coming; and I
must speak with him from the pridge.
Enter King Henry, Gloster, and Soldiers.
Got pless your majesty !
K. Hen. How now, Fluellen ! cam'st thou from the
bridge .''
Flu. Ay, so please your majesty. The Duke of Exeter
has very gallantly maintained the pridge : the French is
gone oi^, look you ; and there is gallant and most prave
passages: marry, th' athversary was have possession of
the pridge; but he is enforced to retire, and the Duke of
Exeter is master of the pridge : I can tell your majesty,
the duke is a prave man.
K. Hen. What men have you lost, Fluellen ?
IV. 204. [k.h.v. 42,
Act///.] K/KG HENRY V. [Scene y.
Flu. The perdition of th' athversary hath been very
great, reasonable great : marry, for my part, I think the
(iui\e hath lost never a man, but one that is like to be ex-
ecuted for robbing a church, ā one Bardolph, if your maj-
esty know the man : his face is all bubukles, and whelks,
and knobs, and flames o' fire : and his lips plows at his
nose, and it is like a coal of fire, sometimes plue and
sometimes red ; but his nose is executed, and his fire's out.
K Hen. We would have all such offenders so cut off : ā
and we give express charge that, in our marches through
the country, there be nothing compelled from the villages,
nothing taken but paid for, none of the French upbraided
or abused in disdainful language ; for when lenity and
cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentlest gamester is the
soonest winner.
Tucket soimds. Etiter MONTJOY.
Mont. You know me by my habit.
K. Hen. Well, then, I know thee : what shall I know
of thee .''
Mont. My master's mind.
K. Hen. Unfold it.
Mont. Thus says my king : ā Say thou to. Harr)- of
England : Though we seemed dead, we did but sleep ;
advantage is a better soldier than rashness. Tell him,
we could have rebuked him at Harfleur, but that \\ Ā°
thought not good to bruise an injury till it were full ripe :
ā now we speak upon our cue, and our voice is imperial :
England shall repent his folly, see his weakness, and ad-
mire our sufferance. Bid him, therefore, consider of his
ransom ; which must proportion the losses we have borne,
the subjects we have lost, the disgrace we have digested ;
which, in weight to re-answer, his pettiness would bow
under. For our losses, his exchequer is too poor ; for
the effusion of our blood, the muster of his kingdom too
faint a number; and for our disgrace, his own person,
kneeling at our feet, but a weak and worthless satisfac-
tion. To this add defiance : and tell him, for conclusion,
he hath betrayed his followers, whose condemnation is pro-
nounced. So far my king and master ; so much my office.
K. Hen. What is thy name ? I know thy quality.
Mont. Montjoy.
K.H.V. 43.] IV. 205.
Act II 1. 1 KING HENRY V. \Scene VI.
K. Hen. Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee back,
And tell thy king, ā I do not seek him now ;
But could be willing to march on to Calais
Without impeachment : for, to say the sooth, ā
Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much
Unto an enemy of craft and vantage, ā
My people are with sickness much enfeebled ;
My numbers lessen'd; and those few I have,
Almost no better than so many French ;
Who when they were in health, I tell thee, herald,
I tliought upon one pair of English legs
Did march three Frenchmen. ā Yet, forgive me, God,
That I do brag thus ! ā this your air of T^ ranee
Hath blown that vice in me ; I must repent.
Go, therefore, tell thy master here I am ;
My ransom is this frail and worthless trunk ;
My army but a weak and sickly guard :
Yet, God before, tell him we will come on.
Though France himself, and such another neighbor.
Stand in our way. There's for thy labor, Montjoy.
[ Gives a pttrse.
Go, bid thy master well advise himself :
If we may pass, we will ; if we be hinder'd,
We shall your tawny ground with your red blood
Discolor : and so, Montjoy, fare you well.
The sum of all our answer is but this :
We would not seek a battle, as we are ;
Nor, as we are, we say, we will not shun it :
So tell your master.
Mont. I shall deliver so. Thanks to your highness.
{Exit
Glo. I hope they will not come upon us now.
K. Hen. We are in God's hand, brother, not in theirs.
March to the bridge ; it now draws toward night : ā
Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves ;
And on to-morrow bid them march away. \^E.\ennt.
Scene VI. The F7-ench camp, near Ai^incourt.
Enter the Constable of France, the Lord Ram BU RES, the
Duke of Orleans, the Dauphin, and otiicrs.
Con. Tut ! I have the best armor of the world. ā Would
it were day !
IV. 206. [k.h.v. 44.
Act in:\ KING HENRY V. \Scene VI.
Orl. You have an excellent armor ; but let my horse
have his due.
Con. It is the best horse of Europe.
Orl. Will it never be morning.?
Dan. My Lord of Orleans, and my lord high-constable,
you talk of horse and armor, ā
0)1. You are as well provided of both as any prince in
the world.
Dan. What a long night is this ! ā I will not change
my horse with any that treads but on four pasterns. (7a,
ha ! he bounds from the earth, as if his entrails were
hairs ; le clieval vohi/U, the Pegasus, qui a les narines de
feti ! When I bestride him, 1 soar, I am a hawk : he
trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the
basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of
Hermes.
Orl. He's of the color of the nutmeg.
Dan. And of the heat of the ginger. It is a beast for
Perseus : he is pure air and fire ; and the dull elements
of earth and water never appear in him, but only in pa-
tient stillness while the rider mounts him : he is, indeed, a
horse ; and all other jades you may call beasts.
Con. Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute and excel-
lent horse.
Dau. It is the prince of palfreys ; his neigh is like the
bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces hom-
age.
Orl. No more, cousin.
Dau. Nay, the man hath no wit that cannot, from the
rising of the lark to the lodging of the lamb, vary de-
served praise on my palfrey : it is a theme as fluent as the
sea ; turn the sands into eloquent tongues, and my horse
is argument for them all : 'tis a subject for a sovereign to
reason on, and for a sovereign's sovereign to ride on ; and
for the world, familiar to us and unknown, to lay apart
their particular functions, and wonder at him. I once
writ a sonnet in his praise, and began thus : " Wonder of
nature," ā
Orl. I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's mistress.
Dau. Then did they imitate that which I composed to
my courser; for my horse is my mistress.
Orl. Your n>4Stress bears well.
K.M.V. 45.] IV. 107.
Act///.] KING HENRY V. [Scene VI.
Dau. Me well ; which is the prescript praise and per-
fection of a good and particular mistress.
Coil. Ma foi, methought yesterday your mistress
shrewdly shook your back.
Dau. So, perhaps, did yours,
Con. Mine was not bridled.
Dau. O, then, belike she was old and gentle ; and you
rode, like a kern of Ireland, your French hose off, and in
your strait strossers.
Con. You have good judgment in horsemanship.
Dau. Be warned by me, then : they that ride so, and
ride not warily, fall into foul bogs. I had rather have my
horse to my mistress.
Con. I had as lief have my mistress a jade.
Dau. I tell thee, constable, my mistress w^ears her own
hair.
Con. I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a
sow to my mistress.
Dau. Le chien est retotirne a son propre vomissement,
et la truie lavde au bourbier : thou makest use of any
thing.
Con. Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress ; or
any such proverb, so little kin to the purpose.
Jiam. My lord constable, the armor that I saw in your
tent to-night, ā are those stars or suns upon it?
Con. Stars, my lord.
Dau. Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.
Con. And yet my sky shall not want.
Dau. That may be, for you bear a many superfluously,
and 'twere more honor some were away.
Con. Even as your horse bears your praises ; who
would trot as well, were some of your brags dismounted.
Dau. Would I were able to load him with his desert !
ā Will it never be day ? ā I will trot to-morrow a mile,
and my way shall be paved with English faces.
Con. I will not say so, for fear I should be faced out of
my way : but I would it were morning ; for I would fain
be about the ears of the English.
J?am. Who will go hazard with me for twenty pris-
oners .'*
Con. You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have
them.
IV. 208. [k.h.v. 46.
Ai.tr If.] KING HENRY V. \_Scene VI.
Dau. 'Tis midnight ; I'll go arm myself. \^Exit.
Orl. The Dauphin longs for morning.
Ram. He longs to eat the English.
Cott. I think he will eat all he kills.
Orl. By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince.
Con. Swear by her foot, that she may tread out the oath.
Orl. He is, simply, the most active gentleman of France.
Con. Doing is activity ; and he will still be doing.
Or/. He never did harm, that I heard of.
Cof}. Nor will do none to-morrow : he will keep that
good name still.
Orl. I know him to be valiant.
Con. I was told that by one that knows him better than
you.
Orl. What's he ?
Con. Marry, he told me so himself ; and he said he
cared not who knew it.
Orl. He needs not ; it is no hidden virtue in him.
Con. By my faith, sir, but it is ; never any body saw it
but his lackey: 'tis a hooded valor; and when it ap-
pears, it will bate.
Orl. Ill-will never said well.
Con. I will cap that proverb with ā There "is flattery in
friendship.
Orl. And I will take up that with ā Give the devil his
due.
Con. Well placed : there stands your friend for the
devil : have at the very eye of that proverb, with ā A pox
of the devil.
Orl. You are the better at proverbs, by how much ā A
fool's bolt is soon shot.
Con. You have shot over.
Orl. 'Tis not the first time you were overshot.
Enter a Messenger.
Mess. My lord high-constable, the English lie within
fifteen hundred paces of your tents.
Con. Who hath measured the ground ?
Mess. The Lord Grandpre.
Con. A valiant and most expert gentleman. ā Would it
were day ! ā Alas, poor Harry of England ! he longs not
for the dawning, as we do.
K.H.v. 47.] IV. 2og.
Art ///.] KING HENRY V. {.Scene VI.
Orl. What a wretched and peevish fellow is this King
of England, to mope with his fat-brained followers so far
out of his knowledge !
Co?i. If the English had any apprehension, they would
run away.
Orl. That they lack ; for if their heads had any intellect-
ual armor, they could never wear such heavy head-pieces.
Ram. That island of England breeds very valiant crea-
tures ; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.
Orl. 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.
Con. 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.
Orl. Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of beef.
Con. Then shall we find to-morrow they have only
stomachs to eat, and none to fight. Now is it time to
arm ; come, shall we about it ?
Orl. It is now two o'clock : but, let me see, ā by ten
We shall have each a hundred Englishmen. \Exeunt.
Enter Chorus.
C/ior. Now entertain conjecture of a time
When creeping murmur and the poring dark
Fills the wide vessel of the universe.
From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night,
The huin of either army stilly sounds.
That the fix'd sentinels almost receive ā
The secret whispers of each other's watch :
Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames
Each battle sees the other's umber'd face :
Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs
Piercing the night's dull ear ; and from the tents,
The armorers, accomplishing the knights.
With busy hammers closing rivets up.
Give dreadful note of preparation :
The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll.
And the third hour of drowsy morning name.
IV. aio. [k.h.v. 48.
Act I I /.I KING HENRY V. \Sce%e V!.
Proud of their numbers, and secure in soul,
The confident and over-lusty French
Do the low-rated English play at dice ;
And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night,
Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp
So tediously eiway. The poor condemned English,
Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires
Sit patiently, and inly ruminate
The morning's danger; and their gesture sad
Investing lank-lean cheeks, and war-worn coats,
Presenteth them unto the gazing moon
So many horrid ghosts. O, now, who will behold
The royal captain of this ruin'd band
Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent,
Let him cry, " Praise and glory on his head ! "
For forth he goes and visits all his host ;
Bids them good morrow with a modest smile.
And calls tliem brothers, friends, and countrymen.
Upon his royal face there is no note
How dread an army hath enrounded him;
Nor doth he dedicate one jot of color
Unto the weary and all-watched night ;
But freshly looks, and over-bears attaint
With cheerful semblance and sweet majesty;
That every wretch, pining and pale before.
Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks:
A largess universal, like the sun,
His liberal eye doth give to every one,
Thawing cold fear. Then, mean and gentle all.
Behold, as may unworthiness define,
A little touch of Harr}- in the night :
And so our scene must to the battle fly ;
Where ā O for pity ! ā we shall much disgrace
With four or five most vile and ragged foils,
Right ill-dispos'd, in brawl ridiculous.
The name of Agincourt. Yet, sit and see ;
Minding true things by what their mockeries be. \^Exit.
K.H.V. 49.] IV.
Aci/y.] K/MG HENRY y. [Scene I.
ACT IV.
Scene I. France. The English camp at Agincourt.
Enter King Henry, Bedford, and Gloster.
K. Hen. Gloster, 'tis true that we are in great danger ;
The greater therefore should our courage be. ā
Good morrow, brother Bedford. ā God Almighty I
There is some soul of goodness in thmgs evil,
Would men observingly distill it out ;
For our bad neighbor makes us early stirrers,
Which is both healthful and good husbandry :
Besides, they are our outward consciences.
And preachers to us all ; admonishing
That we should dress us fairly for our end.