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K.Henry. How canst thou make me satisfaction: Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,
Will. All offences, my liege, come from the Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights; heart: never came any from mine, that might So that, in these ten thousand they have lost, offend your majesty.
There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries'; K. Henry. It was ourself thou didst abuse. 5 The rest are--princes, barons, lords, knights, Will. Your majesty came not like yourself: And gentlemen of blood and quality. [squises, you appear'd to me but as a common man: wit. The names of those their nobles that lie dead, ness the night, your garments, your lowliness; and Charles De-la-breta, high constable of France; what your highness suffer'd under that shape, I be aques of Chatillon, adiniral of France; seech you, take it for your own fault, and notmine: 10 The master of the cross-bow's, lord Rambures; for had you been as I took you tor, I made no Great master of France, the brave Sir Guischard olence; therefore, I beseech your bigliness, par
Dauphin; don me,
John duke of Alençon; Anthony duke of Brabant, K. Henry. Here, uncle Exeter, till this glove The brother to the duke of Burgundy; with crowns,
15 And Edward duke of Bar: of lusty earls, And give it to this fellow.-Keep it, follow; Grandpré, and Roussi, Fauconberg and Foix, And wear it for an honour in the cap,
| Beaumont, and Marle, laudemont, and Lestrale. Till I do challenge it. Give bim the crowns:- Here was a royal fellowship of deaih! And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. Where is the number of our English dead? (folk,
Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has 20 Exe. Edward the duke of York, the earl of Sufmettle enough in his pelly:--llold, there is twelve Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gan e-quire: pence for you, and I pray you to serve God, and None else of nanie; and, of all other meni, keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quar. But five and twenty. rels, and dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the K. Hlen. () God, thy arm was here! petter for you.
125 And not to us, but to thy arm alone, Will. I will none of your money,
Ascribe we all. When, without stratagem, Fiu. It is with a goot will; I can tell you, it But in plain shock and even play of baulle, will serve you to mend your shoes: Come, where-l Was ever known so great and little loss, fore should you be so pashtul? your shoes is not! On one part and on the other? Take it, God, so goot: 'tis a goot silling, I warrant you, or 1130 For it is only thine! will change it.
Ere. 'Tis wonderful!
K.Tlen.Come, go we in procession to the village:
[king ; | Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to Exe. Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the tell how many is kill'd
[ledgment, John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt;
K. Hlin. Yes, captain; but with this acknowOf other lords, and barons, knights, and squires, That God sought for us. Full titteen bundred, besides common mei. 1401 Flu. Yes, my conscience, he did us great goot. Ki Hen. This nute dotlı tell me of ten thousand | K. Hen. Do we all holy rites; French,
[ber, Let there be sung Aon nobis and Te Deum, That in the field lie slain: of pririces, in this num-| The dead with charity enclos’d in clay, And nobles bearing banners, ibere lie dead
We'li then to Calais, and to England then; One hundred twenty-six: added to these, 45 Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy men. Oi knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,
A CT V.
Be here presented. Now we bear the king (seen, Chorus. VOUCHDAFE, 10 those that have not 55 Towards Calais: grant him there, and there being read the story,
Heave him away upon your winged thoughts That I may prompt them; and for such as have, Athwart the sea: behold, the English beach I humbly priy them to admit the escuse
Pales in the flood with men, with wives, and boys, (i time, of numbers, and due course of things, I Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deepWhich cannot in their buge and proper lie 1501 mouth'd sea,
'Se note?, p. 534. De-la-bret here, as in a foriner passage, should be Charles D'Albret, would the measure permit of uch a change. The king (say the Chronicles) caused the psalm, In eritu Torilde i sypio (in which, accorumy to the luigate, is included the psalm on nobis, Domine, &c.). to be sung alter the victory.
Which, like a mighty whiffler! 'fore the king, I | Flu. 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his Seems to prepare his way: so let him land; turkey-cocks.--Got pless you, antient Pistol! you And, soleinnly, see him set on to London.
scurvy, lowsy knave, Got pless you! So swift a pace hath thouglit, that even now
Pist. Ha! art thou Bedlami dost thou thirst, You may imagine bim upon Black-heath:
base Trojan, Where that his lords desire bim, to have borne To have me fold up Parca's fatal web? His bruised helinet, and his bended sword,
Hence! I ain qualmish at the smell of leek. Before him, through the city: he forbids it, | Flu.I peseech you beartily, scurvy, lowsy knave, Being free from vainness and self-glorious pride;} at my desires, and my request, and my petitions, Giving full trophy, signal, and ostent,
10 to eat, look you, this leek ; because, look you, Quite from himself, to God. But now behold, you do not love it, nor your affections, and your In the quick forge and working-house of thought, appetites, and your cligestions, does not agree with How London doth pour out her citizens!
lit, I would desire you to eat it. The mayor, and all his brethren in best sort,
Pist Not for Cadwallader, and all his goats, Like to the senators of antique Rome,
1151 Fiu. There is one goat for yon. [strikes him.] With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Will you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it? Go forth, and fetch their conquering Cæsar in: Pist. Base Trojan, thou shalt die. As, by a lower but by loving likelihooil,
Flu. You say very true, scald knave, when Got's Were now the general* of our gracious empress 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, lit. Strikes him.] You call'o me yesterday. flow many would the peaceful city quit, (cause, mountain squire; but I will make you to-day a To welcome him? Much more, and niuch morel squire of low degree. I pray you fall to; if you Did they this Harry. Now in London place him ;) lean mock a lech, you can eat a leek. [him, (As yet the lainentaion of the French
251 Gow. Enougli, captain; you have astonish'd Invites the king of England's stay at home:
Flu. I say, I will make him eat some part of The emperor's coming ir, behalf of France, my leek, or I will peat his pate four days : --Pite, To order peace between them) and omit
I pray you; it is goot for your green wound, and All the occurrences, whatever chanc'd,
sour ploody coxcomb. 'Till Harry's back-return again to France; 30 Pist. Must I bite? There must we bring him; and myself have play'd Flu. Yes, certainly; and out of doubt, and out The interim, by remembring you—'lis past. of questions too, and ambiguities. Then brook abridgment; and your eyes advance!
1 Pist. B; this leck, I will most horribly revenge; After your thoughts, straight back again to France. I eat, and eat, I swear. SCENEJ.
135 Flu. Eat, I pray you: will you have some more
sauce to your leehthere is not enoughi leek to The English Camp in France.
swear by. Enter Fluellen, and Gower.
Pist. Quiet thy cudgel; Dou dost see, I eat. Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you| Flu. Much goot do you, scald knave, beartily. your leek to-day? Saint Davy's day is past. 40 Nav, pray you, throw none away; the skin is
Flu. There is occasions and causes why and goot for your prohen coxcomb. When you take wheretore in all things: I will tell you, as myl occasions to ste leeks hereafter, I pray vou, mock friend, captain Gower; the rascally, scald, peggar- at them; that is all. ly, lowsy, pragging knave, Pistol, which you | Pist. Good. and yourself, and all the 'orld, know to be no pet-45 Flu. Av, leeks is goot :---Ilold you, there is a ter than a fellow, look you now, of po merits--| groat to heal your pate. he is come to me, and prings me pread and salt | Pist. Me a groat! yesterday, look you, and pid me eat my leak: il Flu. Yes, verily, and in truth, you shall take was in a place where I could not preed no conten-l lit; or I have another leek in my pocket, which tions 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 Ī Pist. I take thy groat, in earnest of revenge. will tell him a little piece of my desires.
Flu. If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in Enter Pistol.
cudgels; you shall be a woodmonger, and buy noGow. Whw, here he comes, swelling like a tur- thing of me but cudgels. Got be wi' you, and key-cock.
155, keep you, and heal your pate.
? 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 Varor'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 romance, wbich was very popular among our countrymen in ancient times, entitled, The Squires of low Degree. That is, you have stunned him with the blow.
Pist. All hell shall stir for this.
1 Since then my office liath so far prevail d. Gow. Go, go; you are a counterfeit cowardly! That, face to face, and royal eye to eye, knave. Will you mock at an ancient tradition, You have congreeted; let it pot disgrace me, begun upon an honourable respect, and worn as a lIf I demand, before this royal view, memorable trophy of predeceas'd valour,--and 5 What rub, or what impediment, there is, dare not avouch in your deeds any of your words? Why that the naked, poor, and mangled peace, I have seen you gleeking' and galling at this gen |Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful births, tleman twice or thrice. You thought, because hel Should not, in this best garden of the world, could not speak English in the native garb, hel Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage ? could not therefore handle an English cudgel: you 10 Alas! she hath from France too long been chas'd; find it otherwise; and, henceforth, let a Welsh! And all her husbandry doth lie in heaps, correction teach you a good English condition.
Corrupting in its own fertility. Fare ye well.
Hier vine, the merry chearer of the heart, Pist. Doth fortune play the huswise with me Upruned dies: her hedges even-pleach'd, now?
15 Like prisoners wildly over-grown with hair, News have I, that my Well is dead i' the spital I Put forth disorderd twigs: her fallow leas Of malady of France;
The darnel, hemlock, and rank fumitory, And there my rendezvous is quite cutoff.
Doth root upon; while that the coulter rusts, OW I do wax; and from my weary limbs
That should deracinate such savag'ry: Honour is cudgell'd. Well, bawd will I turn, 20 The even mead that erst brought sweetly forth And somethin: lean to cut-purse of quick hand. The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, To England will I steal, and there I'll steal: Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, And patches will I get unto these cudgell'd scars, Conceives by idleness; and nothing teems, And swear I got them in the Gallia wars. [Exit. But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, SCENE II.
|25|Losing both beauty and utility.
And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and hedges,
To swearing, and stern looks, diffus'd' attire,
And bless us with her former qualities.
the peace, Most worthy brother England; fairly met:- Whose want gives growth to the imperfections So are you, princes English, every one.
Which you have cited, you must buy that peace 2. Isa. So happy be the issue, brother England, With full accord to all our just demands; Of this good day, and of this gracious meeting, 45/Whose tenors and particular effects As we are now glad to behold your eyes; | You have, enscheduld briefly, in your hands. Your eyes which hitherto have borne in them l Bur. The king hath heard them; to the which, Against the French, that met them in their bent,
as yet, The fatal balls of murdering basilisks:
There is no answer made. "The venom of such looks, we fairly hope, 150 K. Honry. Well then, the peace, Have lost their quality; and that this day
Which you before so urg'd, lies in his answer. Shall change all griefs, and quarrels, into love.
Fr. King. I have but with a cursorary eye X. Henry. To cry amen to that, thus we appear. O'er-glanc'd the articles: pleaseth your grace 2. Isa. You English princes all, I do salute you. To appoint some of your council presently
Bur. My duty to you both, on equal love, 55 To sit with us once more, with better heed Great kings of France and England! That I have To re-survey them, we will, suddenly, labour'd
Pass, or accept, and peremptory answer. With all my wits, my pains, and strong endeavours, | K. Henry. Brother, we shall.- Go, uncle To bring your most imperial majesties
Exeter, Unto this bar', and royal interview,
60 Andbrother Clarence,--and you,brotherGloster,-Your mightiness on both parts best can witness. Warwick,--and Huntington,-go with the king:
ii. e. scosling, sneering. Gleek was a game at cards. ?i, e. the jilt. Huswife is here used in an ill sense. si. e. to this barrier ; to this place of congress. “To deracinate is to toroe up by the roots. Si, e. wild, irregular, extravagant. i. e, former appearance.
And take with you free power, to ratify,
for my love, or bound my horse for her favours, I Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best
could lay on like a butcher, and sit like a jack-aShall see advantageable for our dignity,
napes, never off: But, before God, Kate, I cannot Any thing in, or out of, our demands;
look greenly, nor gasp out my eloquence, nor I And we'll consigu thereto.-Will vou, fair sister, 5 have no cunning in protestation; only downright Go with the princes, or stay here with us?
loaths, which I never use 'till urg'd, nor never 2. Isa. Our gracious brother, I will go with break for urging. If thou can'st love a fellow of them;
this temper, Kate, whose face is not worth sunHaply, a woman's voice may do some good, I burning, that never looks in his glass for love of When articles, too nicely urg'd, be stood on. 10 any thing he sees there, let mine eye be thy cook. K. Henry. Yet leave our cousin Katharine here I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou can'st love with us:
me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee-that She is our capital demand, compris'd
I shall die, 'tis true;--but for thy love, by the Within the fore-rank of our articles.
Lord, no; yet I love thee too. And while thou 2. Isa. She hath good leave. [Exeunt. 15 liv'st, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and unManent King Henry, Katharine, and à Lady. coined constancy'; for he perforce must do thee
K. Henry. Fair Katharine, and most fair! right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms, places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that Such as will enter at a lady's ear,
can rhime themselves into ladies' favours, they And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart? 20 do always reason themselves out again. What! a
Kath. Your majesty shall mock at me; I can speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. not speak your England.
A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; K. Henry. O fair Katharine, if you will love me la black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will soundly with your French heart, I will be glad to grow bald; a fair face will whither; a full eye will hear you confess it brokenly with your English 25 wax hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun tongue. Do you like me, Kate?
and the moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the Kath. Pardnones moy, I cannot tell vat is moon; for it shines bright, and never changes, like me.
but keeps his course truly. If thou would have K. Henry. An angel is like you, Kate; and you such a one, take me: And take me, take a solare like an angel.
30 dier; take a soldier, take a king: And what say'st Kath. Que dit-il ? que je suis semblable à les thou then to my love ? Speak, my fair, and fairly, anges ?
I pray thee. Lady. Ouy, crayment, (sauf vostre grace) Käth. Is it possible dat I should love the enemy ainsi dit-il."
of France? K. Henry. I said so, dear Katharine; and 135 K. Hen. No; it is not possible, that you should must not blush to affirmn it.
love the enemy of France, Kate: but, in loving Kath. O bon Dieu! des langues des homines sont me, you should luve the friend of France; for I pleines des tromperies.
love France so well, that I will not part with a K. Henry. What says she, fair one? that the village of it; I will have it all mine: and, Kate, tongues of men are full of deceit?
140 when France is mine, and I am yours, then yours Lady. Ouy; dat de tongues of de mans is be fulll lis France, and you are mine. of deceits : dat is de princess.
Kath. I cannot tell vat is dat. K. Henry. The princess is the better English- K. Henry. No, Kate? I will tell thee in French; woman, l'faith, Kate, my wooing is tit for thy which, I am sure, will hang upon my tongue like understanding: I am glad, thou canst speak no 45 a new-married wife about her husband's neck, better English; for, if thou couldst, thou wouldst hardly to be shook off. Quand j'ay la possession de find me such a plain king, that thou wouldst think, France, & quandrous avez la possession de moi,(let I had sold my farm to buy my crown. I know me see, what then? Saint Denis be my speed!) no vays to mince it in love, but directly to say donc vostreest 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
-Do you in faith? I wear out my suit. Give to speak so much more French: I shall never me your answer; i'faith, do; and so clap hands, move thee in French, unless it be to laugh at me. and a bargain: How say you, lady?
Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, le Francois, que vous Kath. Sauf vostrehonneur, me understand well. parlez, est meilleur que l'Anglois lequel je parle.
K. Henry. Marry, if you would put me to 551 K. Hen. No, faith, is't not, Kate; but thy Ferses, or to dance for your sake, Kate, why you speaking of my tongue, and I thine, most truly undid me: for the one, I have neither words nor falsely, must needs be granted to me much at one. ineasure; and for the other, I have no strength But, Kate, dost thou understand thus much Enin measure: yet a reasonable measure in strength. glish? Can'st thou love me? If I could win a lady at leap-frog, or by vaulting 60 Kath. I cannot tell. into my saddle with my armour ou my back, under K. Henry. Can any of your neighbours tell, the correction of bragging be it spoken, I should Kate? I'll ask them. Come, I know, thou lovest quickly leap into a wife. Or, if I might buffet In e: and at night when you come into your closet,
li. e. real and true constancy, unrefined and unadorned.
you'll question this gentlewoman about me; and I fou, je ne oeur point que vous abbaissez rostre know, Kate, you will, to her, dispraise those krundeur, en buisant la main d'une rostre indigne parts in ine, that you love with your heart: but purriture; excuse's moy, je tous supplie, mon good Kate, mock me mercifully; the rather, gen- fires puissant seigneur, tle princess, because I love thee cruelly. If ever 5! Ki Hon. Then I will kiss your lips, Kate, thou be'st mine, Kate, (as I have saving faith | Kath. Les dames, damoisciles pourestre baisées within me, tells me--thou shalt) I get thee with detaileur nonces,ilu'est pasiecoutume de France. scambling', and thou must therefore needs provet | K. Hen. Madani,iny interpreter, what says she? a good soldier-breeder: shall not thou and I, be Lady. Dat is not be desaslion pour de ladies of tween saint Denis and saint George, compound a france,-I cannot tell what is, buiser, en English. boy, half French, half Englislı, that shall go to į K. Hlen. To kiss. Constantinople, and take the Turk by the beard Laudy. Your majesty entendre bettre que moy. shall we not? What say'st thou, my fair flower K. Hlen. It is not a fashion for the inaids in de-luce?
France to kiss before they are married, would she Kath. I do not know dat, 115 Lady, Ouy, traumeni.
[say? K. Hen. No; 'tis hereafter to know, but no: 1 K, iion. (, Kate, nice customs curt'sy to great to promise: do but now promise, Kate, you will kings. Dear kate, you and I cannot be contin'. endeavour for yourFrench part of such a boy; and, within the weak list of a county's tashion ; ve fur my English noiety, take the word of a king are the makers of manners, Kate; and the liberty, and a bachelor. Ilow answer you, la plus belle 20 that follows our places, stops the mouth of all Katharinedu monde,montreschoredidirinedéussell tind-faults; as I will do yours, for upholding the
Kath. Your majesté'ave finsee Frenchenoughito lnice fashion of your country, in denying me a kiss; deceive de most suge damoiselle dat is en France. therefore, patiently, and yielding- kissing her.]
K. Hen. Now, tie upon my false Freuch! By You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate; there is mine honour, in true English, I love thee, Kate; 25 more eloquence in a sugar touch of them, than in by which honour I dare not swear, thou loves the tongues of the French council; and they should mie; yet my blood begins to flatter me that thou sooner persuade llarry of England, than a general dost, notwithstanding the poor and untenipering') petition of monarchs. Here comes your father, elect of my visage. Now beshrew my father's Enter the French king and Queen, wuih French ambition! he was thinking of civil wars when he|30|
and English Lords. got me; therefore was I created with a stubborn | Burg. God save your majesty! iny royal cousin, outside, with an aspect of iron, that, when I comel teach you our princess English? to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith, Kate, ki Hen. I would have her learn, my fais cousin, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear: my how perfectly I love her; and that is good English. comfort is, that old age, that ill laver-lip of beau-|35Burg: Is she not apt? ty, can do no more spoil upon my face; thou hasil ki Hlen. Oor tongue is rough, cor'; and my me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou shall condition is not smooth; so that, having neither wear me, if thou wear me, better and better: the voice nor the heart of fattery about me, I and therefore tell me, most fair Katharine, will cannot so conjure up the spirit of love in her, that you haveme? Put off your maiden blushes; avouch to he will appear in his true likeness. the thoughts of your heart with the looks of an Burg. Par on the frankness of my mirth, if I empress; take me by the hand, and say--Harry answer you for that. If you would conjure ia of England, I am thine: which word ihou shall Ther, you must make a circle: if conjure up love po sooner bless mine car withal, but I will telll lin ber, in his true likeness, he must appear vahed. thee aloud-England is thine, Ireland is thine, 45 and blind: can you blame her then, being a maid France is thine, and llenry Plantagenet is thine : yet rosy'd over with the virgin crimson of mawho, though I speak it before his face, if he bel desty, if she deny the appearance ofa naked blind not fellow with ibe best king, tliou shalt find the boy in her naked secing self? It were, niy lord, a best king of good-fellows. Come, your answer hard condition for a maid to consign to." in broken music; for thy voice is music, and tlıy 50 K. Hen. Yet they do wink, and yield; as love English broken: therefore, queen of all, Katha- lis blind, and enforces. rine, break thy mind to me in broken English. | Burg. They are then excus'd, my lord, when Wilt thou have me?
I they see not what they do, Kath. Dat is, as it shall please de roy mon pere. | K. Hen. Then, good my lord, teach your cousin
K. Hen. Nay, it will please him well, Kate; it|55 to consent to winking. shall please him, hate.
Burg, I will wink on her to consent, my lord, Kath, Den it shall also content me.
lif you will teach her to know my meaning: for K. Hen. Upon that I kiss your hand, and I call! Jinaids, well summer'd and warm liept, are like flies you--my queen.
I at Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they have Kath. Laissez,mon seigneur, laissez,laissez: malooltheir eyes: and then they will endure handling
die scrambling. 2 Shakspeare has here committed an anachronism. The Turks were not poe. sessed of Constantinople before the year 1453, when Henry V. had been dead thirty-one véars.
Meaning, nulwittistanding my face has no power to temper, i, e, soften you to my purpose. i. e. my temper,