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Boy. Yes, that 'a did; and said, they were devils] incarnate..

Quick. 'A could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he never lik'd.

(Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in

But that defences, musters, preparations,
Should be maintain'd, assembled, and collected,

Boy. 'A said once, the devil would have him 5 As were a war in expectation.

about women.

Quick. 'A did in some sort, indeed, handle women: but then he was rheumatic; and talk'd of the whore of Babylon.

Boy. Do you not remember, 'a saw a flea stick upon Bardolph's nose; and 'a said, it was a black soul burning in hell-fire?

Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth, To view the sick and feeble parts of France: And let us do it with no shew of fear; No, with no more, than if we heard that England 10 Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance: For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd, Her scepter so fantastically borne

Bard. Well, the fuel is gone, that maintain'd that fire: that's all the riches I got in his service. Nym. Shall we shog? the king will be gone 15 from Southampton.

Pist. Come, let's away.My love, give me
thy lips.

Look to my chattels, and my moveables:
Let senses rule'; the word is, Pitch and pay;
Trust none;

For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,
And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck;
Therefore, caveto be thy counsellor.

Go, clear thy crystals'.-Yoke-fellows in arms,
Let us to France! like horse-leeches, my boys;
To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck.

Boy. And that is but unwholesome food, they]

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The French King's palace.

Enter the French King, the Dauphin, the Duke of Burgundy, and the Constable.

Fr. King. Thus come the English with full power upon us;

And more than carefully it us concerns,
To answer royally in our defences.
Therefore the dukes of Berry, and Bretagne,
Of Brabant, and of Orleans, shall make forth,-
And you, prince Dauphin,-with all swift dispatch,
To line, and new repair, our towns of war,
With men of courage, and with means defendant:
For England his approaches makes as fierce,
As waters to the sucking of a gulph.
It fits us then, to be as provident
As fear may teach us, out of late examples
Left by the fatal and neglected English
Upon our fields.

Dau. My most redoubted father,

It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe:
For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom,

By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth,
That fear attends her not.

Con. O peace, prince Dauphin!
You are too much mistaken in this king:
Question your grace the late ambassadors,—
With what great state he heard their embassy,
How well supply'd with noble counsellors,
20 How modest in exception', and withal,
How terrible in constant resolution,-
And you shall find, his vanities fore-spent
Were but the out-side of the Roman Brutus,
Covering discretion with a coat of folly;
25 As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots
That shall first spring, and be most delicate.

Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable,
But though we think it so, it is no matter:
In cases of defence, 'tis best to weigh
30 The enemy more mighty than he seems,
So the proportions of defence are fill'd;
Which, of a weak and niggardly projection,
Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat, with scanting
A little cloth.


Fr. King. Think we king Harry strong; And princes, look, you strongly arm to meet him. The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us; And he is bred out of that bloody strain, That haunted us in our familiar paths: 40 Witness our too much memorable shame, When Cressy battle fatally was struck, And all our princes captiv'd, by the hand Of that black name, Edward black prince of Wales; [standing, 45 Whiles that his mountain sire,-on mountain Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun,Saw his heroical seed, and smil'd to see him Mangle the work of nature, and deface The patterns that by God and by French fathers 50 Had twenty years been made. This is a stem Of that victorious stock; and let us fear The native mightiness and fate of him. Enter a Messenger.

Mess. Ambassadors from Henry king of England 55 Do crave admittance to your majesty. Fr. King. We'll give them present audience.— Go, and bring them.

You see this chase is hotly follow'd, friends. Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit: for coward dogs

1i. e. let prudence govern you. 2 This caution was a very proper one to Mrs. Quickly, who had suffered before by letting Falstaff run in her debt. i. e. dry thine eyes. 4 The 4to to 1608 reads,

were troubled.

i. e. how diffident and decent in making objections.


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For husbands, fathers, and betrothed lovers,
That shall be swallow'd in this controversy.
This is his claim, his threatening, and my message
Unless the Dauphin be in presence here,
5 To whom expressly I bring greeting too.

Fr. King. For us, we will consider of thi

To-morrow shall you bear our full intent
Back to our brother of England.

Dau. For the Dauphin,

I stand here for him; What to him from England?
Exe.Scorn,and defiance; slight regard,contempt,
And any thing that may not misbecome
The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.
15 Thus says my king: and, if your father's highness
Do not, in grant of all demands at large,
Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty,
He'll call you to so hot an answer for it,
That caves and womby vaultages of France
Shall chide your trespass, and return your mock
In second accent of his ordinance.

Fr. King. From our brother England? [jesty.]
Ere. From him; and thus he greets your ma-10]
He wills you, in the name of God Almighty,
That you divest yourself, and lay apart
The borrow'd glories, that, by gift of heaven,
By law of nature, and of nations, 'long
To him and to his heirs; namely, the crown,
And all wide-stretched honours that pertain
By custom, and the ordinance of times,
Unto the crown of France. That you may know,
'Tis no sinister, nor no aukward claim,
Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days, 20
Nor from the dust of old oblivion rak'd,
He sends you this most memorable line',
In every branch truly demonstrative;

[Gives the French King a paper.
Willing you, overlook this pedigree:
And, when you find him evenly deriv'd
From his most fam'd of famous ancestors,
Edward the third, he bids you then resign
Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held
From him the native and true challenger.
Fr. King. Or else what follows?

Exe. Bloody-nstraint; for if you hide the


Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it:
And therefore in fierce tempest is he coming,
In thunder, and in earthquake, like a Jove,
That, if requiring fail, he will compel.
He bids you, in the bowels of the Lord,
Deliver up the crown: and to take mercy
On the poor souls, for whom this hungry war
Opens his vasty jaws: and on your head
Turns he the widows' tears, the orphans' cries,
The dead men's blood, the pining maidens' groans,

Dau. Say, if my father render fair reply,
It is against my will: for I desire
Nothing but odds with England; to that end,
25 As matching to his youth and vanity,

I did present him with those Paris balls.

Exe. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it, Were it the mistress court of mighty Europe: And, be assur'd, you'll find a difference 30 (As we, his subjects, have in wonder found) Between the promise of his greener days, And these he masters' now; now he weighs time, Even to the utmost grain; which you shall read In your own losses, if he stay in France. 35 Fr.King. To-morrow you shall know our mind [Flourish. Exe. Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our

at full.

king Come here himself to question our delay; 40 For he is footed in this land already. [conditions: Fr. King. You shall be soon dispatch'd, with fair A night is but small breath, and little pause, To answer matters of this consequence. [Exeunt.

Enter Chorus.


Chor. THUS with imagin'd wing our swift scene flies,

In motion of no less celerity

To sounds confus'd: behold the threaden sales,
Borne with the invisible and creeping wind,
Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea,
Breasting the lofty surge: O, do but think,

Than that of thought. Suppose, that you have seen 55 You stand upon the rivage, and behold

The well-appointed king at Hampton pier
Embark his royalty; and his brave fleet
With silken streamers the young Phoebus fanning.
Play with your fancies; and in them behold,
Upon the hempen tackle, ship-boys climbing:
Hear the shrill whistle, which doth order give
* i. e. bark.
sound, to echo.

A city on the inconstant billows dancing;
For so appears this fleet majestical,
Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow!
Grapple your minds to sternage' of this navy;
60 And leave your England, as dead midnight, still
Guarded with grandsires, babies, and old women,
1 Meaning, this genealogy; this deduction of his lineage. 2 To chide is to re-
The quartos 1600 and 1608, read musters. The bank or shore. i. e. Let

Or past, or not arriv'd to, pith and puissance:
For who is he, whose chin is but enrich'd
With one appearing hair, that will not follow
These cull'd and choice-drawn cavaliers to France?
Work, work, your thoughts, and therein see a siege; 5
Behold the ordnance on their carriages,
With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur.
Suppose, the ambassador from the French comes

Tells Harry-that the king doth offer him
Katharine his daughter; and with her, to dowry,
Some petty and unprofitable dukedoms.
The offer likes not: and the nimble guauer
With linstock' now the devilish cannon touches,
[Alarums; and chambers go off.
And down goes all before him. Still be kind,
And eke out our performance with your mind.

Before Harfleur.

Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge,
Cry-God for Harry! England! and saint George!
[Exeunt King and train.
Alarum, and chambers go off.

Enter Nym, Bardolph, Pistol, and Boy. Bard. On, on, on, on, on! to the breach, to the breach!

Nym. Praythee, corporal', stay; the knocks are 10 too hot; and, for mine own part, I have not a case of lives; the humour of it is too hot, that is the very plain-song of it.

Pist. The plain-song is most just: for humours do abound;

15 Knocks go and come; God's vassals drop and die; And sword and shield,



Enter King Henry, Exeter, Bedford, Gloster, and Soldiers, with Scaling Ladders.

K. Henry. Once more unto the breach, dear 25 friends, once more;

In bloody field,

Doth win immortal fame.

Boy. 'Would I were in an ale-house in London! would give all my fame for a pot of ale, and safety.

Pist. And I:

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Flu. 'Splood!-Up to the preaches, you ras30 cals! will you not up to the preaches?

Pist. Be merciful, great duke, to men of mould'! Abate thy rage, abate thy manly rage! [chuck! Good bawcock, bate thy rage! use lenity, sweet Nym. These be good huniours!-your honour 35 wins bad humours.

Or close the wall up with the English dead!
In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man,
As modest stillness, and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tyger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favoured rage:
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let it pry through the portage of the head,
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it,
As fearfully, as doth a galled rock
O'er-h ng and jutty his confounded' base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide;
Hoid hard the breath, and bend up every spirit
To his full height!-On, on, you noblest English,
Whose blood is set from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers, that, like so many Alexanders,
Have, in these parts, from morn 'till even fought,
And sheath'd their sword for lack of argument*.
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest,
That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you!
Be copy now to men of grosser blood, [yeomen,
And teach them how to war!-And you, good 50
Whose limbs were made in England, shew us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear [not;
That you are worth your breeding: which I doubt
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot;


Boy. As young as I am, I have observ'd these three swashers. I am boy to them all three; but all they three, though they would serve me, could not be man to me; for, indeed, three such anticks 40 do not amount to a man. For Bardolph, he is white-liver'd, and red-fac'd; by the means whereof, 'a faces it out, but fights not. For Pistol,he hath a killing tongue, and a quiet sword; by the means whereof 'a breaks words, and keeps 45 whole weapons. For Nym, he hath heard, that men of few words are the best men; and therefore he scorns to say his prayers, lest 'a should be thought a coward: but his few bad words are match'd with as few good deeds; for a' never broke any man's head but his own; and that was against a post, when he was drunk. They will steal any thing, and call it-purchase. Bardolph stole a lute-case; bore it twelve leagues, and sold it for three-halfpence. Nym and Bardolph are 55 sworn brothers in filching; and in Calais they stole a fire-shovel: I knew, by that piece of service, the men would carry coals.' They would have

'The staff to which the match is fixed when ordnance is fired. 2 Portage, open space, from port, a gate. The meaning is, let the eye appear in the head as cannon through the battlements, or em brasures, of a fortification. i. e. his worn or wasted base. i. e. matter, or subject. We should read lieutenant. 'i. e. a set of lives, of which, when one is worn out, another may serve. 'i. e. to men of earth. That is, bravest. In Shakspeare's age, to carry coals, implied, to endure affronts.



me as familiar with men's pockets, as their gloves or their handkerchiefs: which makes much against my manhood, if I should take from another's pocket, to put into mine; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I must leave them, and seek some 5 better service: their villainy goes against my weak stomach, and therefore I must cast it up. [Erit Boy.

Re-enter Fluellen, Gower following. Gower. Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to the mines: the duke of Gloster would 10 speak with you.

Flu. To the mines! Tell you the duke, it is not so good to come to the mines: for, look you, the mines are not according to the disciplines of the


the concavities of it is not sufficient; for, 15 look you, th' athversary (you may discuss unto the duke, look you) is digt himself four yards under the countermines; by Cheshu, I think 'a will plow up al, it there is not petier directions.

Gower. The duke of Gloster, to whom the order 20 of the siege is given, is altogether directed by an Irishman; a very valiant gentleman, i' faith.

Flu. It is captain Macmorris, is it not?
Gower. I think, it be.

Flu. By Cheshu, he is an ass, as in the 'orld: 125 will verify as much in his peard: he has no more directions in the true disciplines of the wars, look you, of the Roman disciplines, than is a puppydog.

Enter Mucmorris, and Captain Jamy. Gower. Here 'a comes; and the Scots captain, captain Jamy, with him.

Ane: the day is hot, and the weather, and the wars, and the king, and the dukes; it is no time to discourse. The town is beseech'd, and the trumpet calls us to the breach; and we talk, and by Chrish, do nothing; 'tis shame for us all: so God sa' me, 'tis shame to stand still; it is shame, by my hand and there is throats to be cut, and works to be done; and there ish nothing done, so Chrish sa' me, la.

Jumy. By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves to slumber, aile do good service, or aile ligge i the grund for it; or go to death; and aile pay it as valorously as I may, that sal I surely do, that is the breff and the long: Marry, I wad full fain heard some question 'tween you tway.

Flu. Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, under your correction, there is not many of your nation

Mac. Of my nation? What ish my nation? ish a villain, and a bastard, and a knave, and a rascal? What ish my nation? Who talks of my nation?

Flu. Look you, if you take the matter otherwise than is meant, captain Macmorris, peradventure, I shall think you do not use me with that atlability as in discrétion you ought to use me, look you; being as goot a man as yourself, both in the disciplines of wars, and in the derivation of my birth, and in other particularities.

Muc. I do not know you so good a man as my30 self: so Chrish save me, I will cut off your head. Gower. Gentlemen, both, you will mistake each other.

Flu. Captain Jamy is a marvellous falorous gentleman, that is certain; and of great expedition, and knowledge, in the aucient wars, upon my par-35 ticular knowledge of his directions: by Cheshu, he will maintain his argument as well as any military man in the 'orld, in the disciplines of the pristine wars of the Romans.


Jamy. I say, gude-day, captain Fluellen.
Flu.God-den toyourworship, goot captainJamy.
Gower. How now, captain Macmorris? have
you quit the mines? have the pioneers given o'er?
Mac. By Chrish la, tish ill done: the work ish
give over, the trumpet sound the retreat. By my 45
hand, I swear, and by my father's soul, the work ish
ill done; it ish give over: I would have blowed up
the town, so Chrish save me, la, in an hour. O tish
ill done, tish ill done; by my hand, tish ill done!
Flu. Captain Macmorris, I peseech you now, 50
will you voutsafe me, look you, a few dispu-
tations with you, as partly touching or con-
cerning the disciplines of the war, the Roman
wars, in the way of argument, look you, and
friendly communication; partly, to satisfy my opi-55
nion, and partly, for the satisfaction, look you, of
my mind, as touching the direction of the military
discipline; that is the point.

Jamy. It sall be very gud, gud feith, gud cap-
tains bath: and I sall quit you with gud leve, a60
I may pick occasion; that sall I, marry.
Mac. It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save

! That is, he will blow up all.

Jamy. Au! that's a foul fault. [A parley sounded.
Gower. The town sounds a parley.

Flu. Captain Macmorris, when there is more
petter opportunity to be requir'd, look you, I will
be so bold as to tell you, I know the disciplines of
war; and there's an end.

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This is the latest parle we will admit :
Therefore, to our best mercy give yourselves:
Or, like to men proud of destruction,
Defy us to our worst: for, as I am a soldier,
(A name, that, in my thoughts, becomes me best)
If I begin the battery once again,

I will not leave the half-atchiev'd Harfleur,
Till in her ashes she lie buried.
The gates of mercy shall be all shut up;
And the tesh'd soldier,-rough and hard ofheart,-
In liberty of bloody band, shall range
With conscience wide as hell; mowing like grass
Your fresh fair virgins, and your flowering infants.
What is it then to me, if impious war,

Array'd in flames, like to the prince of fiends,—
Do, with his smirch'd complexion, all fell feats
Enlink'd to waste and desolation?

What is't to me, when you yourselves are cause,

That is, I shall requite you, answer you.


If your pure maidens fall into the hand

Of hot and forcing violation?

What rein can hold licentious wickedness,
When down the hill he holds his fierce career?
We may as bootless spend our vain command
Upon the enraged soldiers in their spoil,
As send precepts to the Leviathan

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Kath. De elbow. Je m' en fuitz la repetition de tous le mots, que vous m'avez appris des à present. Alice. Il est trop difficile, madame, comme je pense. Kath. Excusez moy, Alice; escoutez: De hand, 10 de fingre, de nails, de arm, de bilbow. Alice. De elbow, madame.


To come ashore. Therefore, you men of Harfleur,
Take pity of your town, and of your people,
Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command;
Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace
O'er-blows' the filthy and contagious clouds
Of heady murder, spoil, and villainy.
If not, why, in a moment, look to see
The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand
Defile the locks of your shrill-shrieking daughters;
Your fathers taken by the silver beards,
And their most reverend heads dash'd to the walls;
Your naked infants spitted upon pikes;
Whiles the mad mothers with their howls confus'd 20
Do break the clouds, as did the wives of Jewry
At Herod's bloody-hunting slaughtermen.
What say you? will you yield, and this avoid?
Or, guilty in defence, be thus destroy'd?

Enter Governor, upon the Walls.
Gov. Our expectation hath this day an end:
The Dauphin, whom of succour we entreated,
Returns us-that his powers are not yet ready
To raise so great a siege. Therefore, dread king,
We yield our town, and lives, to thy soft mercy;
Enter our gates; dispose of us, and ours;
For we no longer are defensible.


K.Henry.Open your gates.--Come, uncle Exeter,
you and enter Harfleur; there remain,
And fortify it strongly 'gainst the French:
Use mercy to them all. For us, dear uncle,—
The winter coming on, and sickness growing
Upon our soldiers,--we'll retire to Čalais.
To-night in Harfleur will we be your guest;
To-morrow for the march are we addrest2.
[Flourish, and enter the town.


The French Camp.

Enter Katharine and an old Gentlewoman. Kath. Alice, tu as esté en Angleterre, & tu parles bien le language.

Alice. Un peu, madame.



Kath. O Seigneur Dieu! je m'en oublie; De elbow. Comment appellez vous le col?

Alice. De neck, madame.

Kath. De neck: Et le menton?

Alice. De chin.

Kath. De sin. Le col, de neck: le menton, de sin. Alice. Ouy. Sauf vostre honneur; en verité, cous prononçez le mots aussi droict que les naitijs d' Angleterre.

Kath. Je ne doute point d'apprendre par la grace de Dieu; & en peu de temps.

Alice. N'avez vous pas deja oublié ce que je vous ay enseignée ?

Kath. Non, je reciteray à vous promptement. De hand, de fingre, de mails.

Alice. De nails, madame.

Kath. De nails, de arm, de ilbow.

Alice. Sauf vostre honneur, de elbow.

Kath. Ainsi disje; de elbow, de neck, et de sin; Comment appellez vous les pieds & la robe ? Alice. De foot, madame; & de con.

Kath. De foot, & de con? O Seigneur Dieu! ces sont mots de son mauvais, corruptible, grosse, 35 et impudique, & non pour les dames d'honneur d'user: Je ne voudrois prononcer ces mots devant les seigneurs de France, pour tout le monde. Il faut de foot, & de con, ncant-moins. Jereciterai une autre fois ma lecon ensemble: De hand, de 40 fingre, de nails, de arm, de elbow, ne neck, de sin, de foot, de con.


Kath. Je te prie, m'enseignez; il faut que j'apprenne à parler. Comment appellez vous la 50 main, en Anglois?

Alice. La main? elle est appellée, de hand.
Kath. De hand. Et les doigts.?

Alice. Les doigis? ma joye, je oublie les doigts; mais je me souviendray. Les doigts? 55 je pense, qu'ils sont appellé de ingres; ouy, de fingers; oui de fingers.

Kath. La main, de hand; les doigts, de fingres. Je pense, que je suis le bon escolier. J'ay gagnée deux mots d'Anglois vistement. Comment appel-60 lez vous les ongles?

Alice, Des ongles? les appellons, de nails. Kath. De nails. Escoutez: dites moy, si je parle bien: de hand, de fingres, de nails.

Alice. Excellent, madame!

Kath. C'est assez pour une fois; allons nous à disner. [Exeunt.


Presence-Chamber in the French Court.
Enter the King of France,the Dauphin, Duke of
Bourbon, the Constable of France, and others.
Fr. King. 'Tis certain, he hath pass'd the river

Con. And if he be not fought withal, iny 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


The emptying of our father's luxury',—
Our syons, put in wild and savage* stock,
Sprout up so suddenly into the clouds,
And over-grow their grafters?


Bour. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman
Mort de ma cie! if thus they march along
Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom,
To buy a slobbery and a dirty farm

To overblow is to drive away, or to keep off. i. e. prepared. In this place, as in others, luxury


means lust.

*1. e. uncultivated, or wild.


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