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K. Henry. It was ourself thou didst abuse. Will. Your majesty came not like yourself: you appear'd to me but as a common man: witness the night, your garments, your lowliness; and

5 The rest are-prince And gentlemen of bloo The names of those th

Charles De-la-bret, hi

what your highness suffer'd under that shape, I be

Jaques of Chatillon, ad

seech you, take it for your own fault, and not mine: 10 The master of the cros

for had you been as I took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I beseech your highness, pardon me.

Great master of France

Dauphin;

John duke of Alençon;
The brother to the dul

15 And Edward duke of

K. Henry. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove
with crowns,

And give it to this fellow. -Keep it, fellow;
And wear it for an honour in thy cap,
Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns-
And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.

Grandpré, and Roussi,
Beaumont, and Marle,
Here was a royal fellow
Where is the number o

Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has 20 Exe. Edward the duk

mettle enough in his pelly :-Hold, there is twelve pence for you, and I pray you to serve God, and keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quarrels, and dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the petter for you.

Will. I will none of your money.

Sir Richard Ketly, Da
None else of name; an
But five and twenty.

K. Hen. O God, thy
25 And not to us, but to th
Ascribe we all. - When
But in plain shock and
Was ever known so grea
On one part and on the
For it is only thine!

Flu. It is with a goot will; I can tell you, it will serve you to mend your shoes: Come, wherefore should you be so pashtul? your shoes is not so goot: 'tis a goot silling, I warrant you, or 1/30 will change it.

Enter Hera'd.

K. Hen. Now, herald; are the dead number'd? Her. Here is the number of the slaughter'dFrench.

Ere. "Tis wonderful! K.Hen.Come, go wei And be it death proclai To boast of this, or tak

K. Hen. What prisoners of good sort are taken, 35 Which is his only.

uncle?
[king;
Exe. Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the
John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt;
Of other lords, and barons, knights, and squires,
Full fifteen hundred, besides common men.
K. Hen. This note doth tell me of ten thousand
[ber,
That in the field lie slain: of princes, in this num-
And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead
One hundred twenty-six: added to these,
Ot knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,

French,

Flu. Is it not lawful, a tell how many is kill'd? K. Hon. Yes, captai That God fought for us 40 Flu. Yes, my conscie K. Hen. Do we all h Let there be sung Non The dead with charity We'll then to Calais; a 45 Where ne'er from Frane

Enter Chorus.

Chorus. VOUCHSAFE, to those that have not 55 Towards Calais; grant h

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That I may prompt them: and for such as have,
I humbly pray them to admit the excuse
Of time, of numbers, and due course of things,
Which cannot in their huge and proper life

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Se note', p. 534. De-la-bret here, as in a former passage, should be C the measure permit of such a change. The king (say the Chronicles) ca Isra Ide A gypto (in which, according to the Vulgate, is included the psalm to be sung atter the victory.

Which, like a mighty whiffler' 'fore the king,
Seems to prepare his way: so let him land;
And, solemnly, see him set on to London.
So swift a pace hath thought, that even now
You may imagine him upon Black-heath:
Where that his lords desire him, to have borne
His bruised helmet, and his bended sword,
Before him, through the city: he forbids it,
Being free from vainness and self-glorious pride;
Giving full trophy, signal, and ostent,
Quite from himself, to God. But now behold,
In the quick forge and working-house of thought,
How London doth pour out her citizens!
The mayor, and all his brethren in best sort,-
Like to the senators of antique Rome,
With the plebeians swarming at their heels,-
Go forth, and fetch their conquering Cæsar in:
As, by a lower but by loving likelihood,

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Flu. 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his turkey-cocks.--Got pless you, antient Pistol! you scurvy, lowsy knave, Got pless you!

Pist. Ha! art thou Bedlam? dost thou thirst,
base Trojan,

To have me fold up Parca's fatal web1?
Hence! I ain qualmish at the smell of leek.

Flu. I peseech you heartily, scurvy, lowsy knave, at my desires, and my request, and my petitions, 10 to eat, look you, this leek; because, look you, you do not love it, nor your affections, and your appetites, and your digestions, does not agree with it, I would desire you to eat it.

Pist. Not for Cadwallader, and all his goats,
15 Flu. There is one goat for you. [strikes him.]
Will you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it?
Pist. Base Trojan, thou shalt die.

Were now the general* of our gracious empress

Flu. You say very true, scald knave, when Got's 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,
How many would the peaceful city quit, [cause,
To welcome him? Much more, and much more
Did they this Harry. Now in London place him;
(As yet the lamentaion of the French
Invites the king of England's stay at home:
The emperor's coming in behalf of France,
To order peace between them) and omit
All the occurrences, whatever chanc'd,
'Till Harry's back-return again to France;
There must we bring him; and myself have play'd
The interim, by remembring you-'tis past.
Then brook abridgment; and your eyes advance
After your thoughts, straight back again to France.

SCENE J.

The English Camp in France.
Enter Fluellen, and Gower.

Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you your leek to-day? Saint Davy's day is past.

it. [Strikes him.] You call'd me yesterday, mountain squire; but I will make you to-day a squire of low degree. I pray you fall to; if you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek.

[him. 25 Gow. Enough, captain; you have astonish'd Flu. I say, I will make him eat some part of my leek, or I will peat his pate four days:-Pite, I pray you; it is goot for your green wound, and your ploody coxcomb.

30 Pist. Must I bite?

Flu. Yes, certainly; and out of doubt, and out of questions too, and ambiguities.

Pist. By this leck, I will most horribly revenge; I eat, and eat, I swear.

35 Flu. Eat, I pray you: will you have some more sauce to your leek? there is not enough leek to swear by.

Pist. Quiet thy cudgel; thou dost see, I eat. Flu. Much goot do you, scald knave, heartily. 40 Nay, pray you, throw none away; the skin is goot for your proken coxcomb. When you take occasions to see leeks hereafter, I pray you, mock at them; that is all.

Pist. Good.

Flu. Ay, leeks is goot:-Hold you, there is a

groat to heal your pate.
Pist. Me a groat!

Flu. There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things: I will tell you, as my friend, captain Gower; the rascally, scald, peggarly, lowsy, pragging knave, Pistol, which you and yourself, and all the 'orld, know to be no pet-45 ter than a fellow, look you now, of no merits-he is come to me, and prings me pread and salt yesterday, look you, and pid me eat my leak: it was in a place where I could not preed no contentions 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 will tell him a little piece of my desires.

Enter Pistol.

Gow. Why, here he comes, swelling like a turkey-cock.

Flu. Yes, verily, and in truth, you shall take it; or I have another leek in my pocket, which

Pist. I take thy groat, in earnest of revenge. Flu. If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in cudgels; you shall be a woodmonger, and buy nothing of me but cudgels. Got be wi' you, and 155 keep you, and heal your pate. [Exit.

* A whiffler 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, or 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

begun upon an honourable respect, and worn as a If I demand, before memorable trophy of predeceas'd valour, and 5 What rub, or what

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dare not avouch in your deeds any of your words? I have seen you gleeking' and galling at this gentleman twice or thrice. You thought, because he could not speak English in the native garb, he could not therefore handle an English cudgel: you 10 Alas! she hath from

Why that the naked
Dear nurse of arts, p
Should not, in this b
Our fertile France, p

find it otherwise; and, henceforth, let a Welsh correction teach you a good English condition.

And all her husbandr
Corrupting in its own

Fare ye well.

Her vine, the merry

Pist. Doth fortune play the huswife with me now?

Upruned dies: her h

News have I, that my Nell is dead i' the spital
Of malady of France;

15 Like prisoners wildly
Put forth disorder'd t
The darnel, hemlock,
Doth root upon; wh
That should deracina

And there my rendezvous is quite cut off.
Old I do wax; and from my weary limbs
Honour is cudgell'd. Well, bawd will I turn,
And something lean to cut-purse of quick hand.
To England will I steal, and there I'll steal:
And patches will I get unto these cudgell'd scars,
And swear I got them in the Gallia wars. [Exit.

SCENE II.

The French Court, at Trois in Champagne. Enter at one door, King Henry, Exeter, Bedford, Warwick, and other Lords; at another, the French King, Queen Isabel, Princess Katha-30 rine, the Duke of Burgundy, and other French.

K. Henry. Peace to this meeting, wherefore we are met!

20 The even mead that The freckled cowslip, Wanting the scythe, a Conceives by idleness But hateful docks, rou 25 Losing both beauty an And as our vineyards, Defective in their nat Even so our houses, a Have lost, or do not l The sciences that shou But grow, like savages That nothing do but r To swearing, and sterr And every thing that s Which to reduce into You are assembled: a That I may know the Should not expel these And bless us with her

Unto our brother France, and to our sister, -
Health and fair time of day;-joy and good wishes 35
To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine; -
And (as a branch and member of this royalty,
By whom this great assembly is contriv'd)

We do salute you, duke of Burgundy;

And, princes French, and peers, health to you all! 40 K. Henry. If, duke

Fr. King. Rightjoyous are we to behold your face,

Most worthy brother England; fairly met:

So are you, princes English, every one.

2. Isa. So happy be the issue, brother England,

the peace,

Whose want gives grow
Which you have cited,

With full accord to all

You have, enschedul'd
Bur. The king hath

Of this good day, and of this gracious meeting, 45 Whose tenors and part

As we are now glad to behold your eyes;
Your eyes which hitherto have borne in them
Against the French, that met them in their bent,

The fatal balls of murdering basilisks:
The venom of such looks, we fairly hope,
Have lost their quality; and that this day
Shall change all griefs, and quarrels, into love.
K. Henry. To cry amento that, thus we appear.
2. Isa. You English princes all, I do salute you.
Bur. My duty to you both, on equal love,
Great kings of France and England! That I have

labour'd

With all my wits, my pains, and strong endeavours,
To bring your most imperial majesties
Unto this bar', and royal interview,

Your mightiness on both parts best can witness.

as yet,
There is no answer ma
50 K. Henry. Well then
Which you before so un
Fr. King. I have but
O'er-glanc'd the articles
To appoint some of you
55 To sit with us once mor
To re-survey them, we
Pass, or accept, and per
K. Henry. Brother,
Exeter,-

60 And brother Clarence,--
Warwick, and Huntin

1i. e. scoffing, sneering. Gleek was a game at cards. i, e. the jilt. I 3i. e. to this barrier; to this place of congress. To derac

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And take with you free power, to ratify,
Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best
Shall see advantageable for our dignity,
Any thing in, or out of, our demands;
And we'll consign thereto.-Will you, fair sister, 5 have no cunning in protestation; only downright

for my love, or bound my horse for her favours, I could lay on like a butcher, and sit like a jack-anapes, never off: But, before God, Kate, I cannot look greenly, nor gasp out my eloquence, nor I

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Go with the princes, or stay here with us?

2. Isa. Our gracious brother, I will go with
them

Haply, a woman's voice may do some good,
When articles, too nicely urg'd, be stood on.
K. Henry. Yet leave our cousin Katharine here
with us:

She is our capital demand, compris'd
Within the fore-rank of our articles.

2. Isa. She hath good leave.
Manent King Henry, Katharine, and a Lady.
K. Henry. Fair Katharine, and most fair!
Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms,
Such as will enter at a lady's ear,

oaths, which I never use 'till urg'd, nor never break for urging. If thou can'st love a fellow of this temper, Kate, Kate whose face is not worth sunburning, that never looks in his glass for love of 10 any thing he sees there, let mine eye be thy cook. I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou can'st love me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee that I shall die, 'tis true; but for thy love, by the Lord, no; yet I love thee too. And while thou [Exeunt. 15 liv'st, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and uncoined constancy'; for he perforce must do thee right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that can rhime themselves into ladies' favours, they 20 do always reason themselves out again. What! a speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop: Ja black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will grow bald; afair face will whither; a full eye will wax hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun and the moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon; for it shines bright, and never changes, but keeps his course truly. If thou would have such a one, take me: And take me, take a sol30 dier; take a soldier, take a king: And what say'st thou then to my love? Speak, my fair, and fairly, I pray thee.

And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart?

Kath. Your majesty shall nock at me; I cannot speak your England.

K. Henry. O fair Katharine, if you will love me soundly with your French heart, I will be glad to hear you confess it brokenly with your English 25 tongue. Do you like me, Kate?

Kath: Pardnones moy, I cannot tell vat is-
like me.

K. Henry. An angel is like you, Kate; and you
are like an angel.
Kath. Que dit-il? que je suis semblable à les
anges?

Lady. Ouy, crayment, (sauf vostre grace)
ainsi dit-il.

K. Henry. I said so, dear Katharine; and 135 must not blush to affirm it.

Kath. Obon Dieu! des langues des hommes sont pleines des tromperies.

K. Henry. What says she, fair one? that the tongues of men are full of deceit?

Lady. Ouy; dat de tongues of de mans is be full of deceits: dat is de princess.

Kath. Is it possible dat I should love the enemy of France?

K. Hen. No; it is not possible, that you should love the enemy of France, Kate: but, in loving me, you should love the friend of France; for I love France so well, that I will not part with a village of it; I will have it all mine: and, Kate, 40 when France is mine, and I am yours, then yours is France, and you are mine.

Kath. I cannot tell vat is dat.

K. Henry. The princess is the better Englishwoman. I'faith, Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understanding: I am glad, thou canst speak no 45 a new-married wife about her husband's neck,

K. Henry. No, Kate? I will tell thee in French; which, I am sure, will hang upon my tongue like

better English; for, if thou couldst, thou wouldst find me such a plain king, that thou wouldst think, I had sold my farm to buy my crown. I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say

hardly to be shook off. Quand j'ay la possession de France, & quand vous avez la possessiondemoi, (let me see, what then? Saint Denis be my speed!) -donc vostre est France, & vous estesmienne. It is

I love you: then, if you urge me further than to 50 as easy for me, Kate, to conquer the kingdom, as

say-Do you in faith? I wear out my suit. Give me your answer; i'faith, do; and so clap hands,

and a bargain: How say you, lady?

Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, me understand well.

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 undid me: for the one, I have neither words nor measure; and for the other, I have no strength

in measure: yet a reasonable measure in strength.

If I could win a lady at leap-frog, or by vaulting 60 Kath. I cannot tell.

into my saddle with my armour on my back, under

the correction of bragging be it spoken, I should

K. Henry. Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them. Come, I know, thou lovest

to speak so much more French: I shall never move thee in French, unless it be to laugh at me. Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, le Francois, que vous parlez, est meilleur que l'Anglois lequel je parle.

speaking of my tongue, and I thine, most truly falsely, must needs be granted to me much at one. But, Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Can'st thou love me?

O if I might buffet!

In e and at night when you come into your closet.

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good Kate, mock me mercifully; the rather, genthe princess, because I love thee cruelly. If ever 5 thou be'st mine, Kate, (as I have saving faith within me, tells me thou shalt) I get thee with scambling', and and thou must therefore needs prove a good soldier-breeder: shall not thou and I, be tween saint Denis and saint George, compound a 10 France, I cannot te

boy, half French, half English, that shall go to Constantinople, and take the Turk by the beard shall we not? What say'st thou, my fair flowerde-luce?

Kath. I do not know dat.

K. Hen. Then I wi Kath. Les dames, &c devant leur nopees,ili K. Hen. Madam, n Lady, Dat is not b

K. Hen. To kiss. Lady. Your majest K. Hen. It is not France to kiss before

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K. Hen. No; 'tis hereafter to know, but now to promise: do but now promise, Kate, you will endeavour for your French part of's of such a boy; and, for my English mojety, take the word of a king

Lady. Ouy, vrayn K. Hen. O, Kate, kings. Dear Kate, y within the weak list are the makers of mar

and a bachelor. How answer you, la plus belle 20 that fellows our plac

Katharinedu monde, montreschere & divinedéesse!
Kath. Your majesté'ave fausse French enough to

find-faults; as I will

deceive de most sage damoiselle dat is en France.

K. Hen. Now, he upon my false French! By mine honour, in true English, I love thee, Kate; 25 more eloquence in a s

nice fashion of your co therefore, patiently, a You have witchcraft

by which honour I dare not swear, thou lovest

the tongues of the Fre sooner persuade Harm petition of monarchs.

Enter the French Ki

and E.

me; yet my blood begins to flatter me that thou dost, notwithstanding the poor and untempering effect of my visage. Now beshrew my father's ambition! he was thinking of civil wars when he 30 got me; therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that, when I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith, Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear: my comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beau-35 ty, can do no more spoil upon my face; thou hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better: and therefore tell me, most fair Katharine, will you haveme? Put off your maiden blushes; avouch 40 he will appear in his

Burg. God save you teach you our princes K. Hen. I would ha how perfectly I love h Burg. Is she not ap K. Hen. Our tong condition is not smoo the voice nor the he cannot so conjure up

the thoughts of your heart with the looks of an empress; take me by the hand, and say-Harry of England, I am thine: which word thou shalt no sooner bless mine ear withal, but I will tell thee aloud-England is thine, Ireland is thine, 45 France is thine, and Henry Plantagenet is thine; who, though I speak it before his face, if he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of good-fellows. Come, your answer in broken music; for thy voice is music, and thy 50 K. Hen. Yet they

English broken: therefore, queen of all, Katharine, break thy mind to me in broken English.

Wilt thou have me?

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is blind, and enforces_ Burg. They are th they see not what the K. Hen. Then, goo

Kath. Dat is, as it shall please de roy mon pere.
K. Hen. Nay, it will please him well, Kate; it 55 to consent to winking

shall please him, Kate.

Kath. Den it shall also content me.

Burg, I will wink if you will teach her

K. Hen. Upon that I kiss your hand, and I call maids, well summer'd

you-my queen,

at Bartholomew-tide, Kath. Laissez, monseigneur, laissez, laissez: mal60ltheir eyes: and then

1i. e, scrambling. 2 Shakspeare has here committed an anachronism. sessed of Constantinople before the year 1453, when Henry V. had b 3 Meaning, notwithstanding my face has no power to temper, i, e. soften my temper,

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