Enter the two Bishops of Canterbury and Ely.

BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0037 My lord, I’ll tell you that self bill is urged
FTLN 0038 Which in th’ eleventh year of the last king’s reign
FTLN 0039 Was like, and had indeed against us passed
FTLN 0040 But that the scambling and unquiet time
FTLN 00415 Did push it out of farther question.
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 0042 But how, my lord, shall we resist it now?
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0043 It must be thought on. If it pass against us,
FTLN 0044 We lose the better half of our possession,
FTLN 0045 For all the temporal lands which men devout
FTLN 004610 By testament have given to the Church
FTLN 0047 Would they strip from us, being valued thus:
FTLN 0048 “As much as would maintain, to the King’s honor,
FTLN 0049 Full fifteen earls and fifteen hundred knights,
FTLN 0050 Six thousand and two hundred good esquires;
FTLN 005115 And, to relief of lazars and weak age
FTLN 0052 Of indigent faint souls past corporal toil,
FTLN 0053 A hundred almshouses right well supplied;
FTLN 0054 And to the coffers of the King besides,
FTLN 0055 A thousand pounds by th’ year.” Thus runs the bill.

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BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 005620 This would drink deep.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY  FTLN 0057 ’Twould drink the cup and
FTLN 0058 all.
BISHOP OF ELY  FTLN 0059But what prevention?
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0060 The King is full of grace and fair regard.
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 006125 And a true lover of the holy Church.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0062 The courses of his youth promised it not.
FTLN 0063 The breath no sooner left his father’s body
FTLN 0064 But that his wildness, mortified in him,
FTLN 0065 Seemed to die too. Yea, at that very moment
FTLN 006630 Consideration like an angel came
FTLN 0067 And whipped th’ offending Adam out of him,
FTLN 0068 Leaving his body as a paradise
FTLN 0069 T’ envelop and contain celestial spirits.
FTLN 0070 Never was such a sudden scholar made,
FTLN 007135 Never came reformation in a flood
FTLN 0072 With such a heady currance scouring faults,
FTLN 0073 Nor never Hydra-headed willfulness
FTLN 0074 So soon did lose his seat, and all at once,
FTLN 0075 As in this king.
BISHOP OF ELY  FTLN 007640 We are blessèd in the change.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0077 Hear him but reason in divinity
FTLN 0078 And, all-admiring, with an inward wish
FTLN 0079 You would desire the King were made a prelate;
FTLN 0080 Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs,
FTLN 008145 You would say it hath been all in all his study;
FTLN 0082 List his discourse of war, and you shall hear
FTLN 0083 A fearful battle rendered you in music;
FTLN 0084 Turn him to any cause of policy,
FTLN 0085 The Gordian knot of it he will unloose
FTLN 008650 Familiar as his garter; that, when he speaks,

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FTLN 0087 The air, a chartered libertine, is still,
FTLN 0088 And the mute wonder lurketh in men’s ears
FTLN 0089 To steal his sweet and honeyed sentences;
FTLN 0090 So that the art and practic part of life
FTLN 009155 Must be the mistress to this theoric;
FTLN 0092 Which is a wonder how his Grace should glean it,
FTLN 0093 Since his addiction was to courses vain,
FTLN 0094 His companies unlettered, rude, and shallow,
FTLN 0095 His hours filled up with riots, banquets, sports,
FTLN 009660 And never noted in him any study,
FTLN 0097 Any retirement, any sequestration
FTLN 0098 From open haunts and popularity.
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 0099 The strawberry grows underneath the nettle,
FTLN 0100 And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best
FTLN 010165 Neighbored by fruit of baser quality;
FTLN 0102 And so the Prince obscured his contemplation
FTLN 0103 Under the veil of wildness, which, no doubt,
FTLN 0104 Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night,
FTLN 0105 Unseen yet crescive in his faculty.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 010670 It must be so, for miracles are ceased,
FTLN 0107 And therefore we must needs admit the means
FTLN 0108 How things are perfected.
BISHOP OF ELY  FTLN 0109 But, my good lord,
FTLN 0110 How now for mitigation of this bill
FTLN 011175 Urged by the Commons? Doth his Majesty
FTLN 0112 Incline to it or no?
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY  FTLN 0113 He seems indifferent,
FTLN 0114 Or rather swaying more upon our part
FTLN 0115 Than cherishing th’ exhibitors against us;
FTLN 011680 For I have made an offer to his Majesty—
FTLN 0117 Upon our spiritual convocation
FTLN 0118 And in regard of causes now in hand,
FTLN 0119 Which I have opened to his Grace at large,
FTLN 0120 As touching France—to give a greater sum

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FTLN 012185 Than ever at one time the clergy yet
FTLN 0122 Did to his predecessors part withal.
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 0123 How did this offer seem received, my lord?
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0124 With good acceptance of his Majesty—
FTLN 0125 Save that there was not time enough to hear,
FTLN 012690 As I perceived his Grace would fain have done,
FTLN 0127 The severals and unhidden passages
FTLN 0128 Of his true titles to some certain dukedoms,
FTLN 0129 And generally to the crown and seat of France,
FTLN 0130 Derived from Edward, his great-grandfather.
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 013195 What was th’ impediment that broke this off?
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0132 The French ambassador upon that instant
FTLN 0133 Craved audience. And the hour, I think, is come
FTLN 0134 To give him hearing. Is it four o’clock?
BISHOP OF ELY  FTLN 0135It is.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0136100 Then go we in to know his embassy,
FTLN 0137 Which I could with a ready guess declare
FTLN 0138 Before the Frenchman speak a word of it.
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 0139 I’ll wait upon you, and I long to hear it.
They exit.

Enter the King of England, Humphrey Duke of
Gloucester, Bedford, Clarence, Warwick, Westmoreland,
and Exeter, with other Attendants.

KING HENRY 
FTLN 0140 Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury?

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EXETER 
FTLN 0141 Not here in presence.
KING HENRY  FTLN 0142 Send for him, good uncle.
WESTMORELAND 
FTLN 0143 Shall we call in th’ Ambassador, my liege?
KING HENRY 
FTLN 01445 Not yet, my cousin. We would be resolved,
FTLN 0145 Before we hear him, of some things of weight
FTLN 0146 That task our thoughts concerning us and France.

Enter the two Bishops of Canterbury and Ely.

BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0147 God and his angels guard your sacred throne
FTLN 0148 And make you long become it.
KING HENRY  FTLN 014910 Sure we thank you.
FTLN 0150 My learnèd lord, we pray you to proceed
FTLN 0151 And justly and religiously unfold
FTLN 0152 Why the law Salic that they have in France
FTLN 0153 Or should or should not bar us in our claim.
FTLN 015415 And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord,
FTLN 0155 That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your
FTLN 0156 reading,
FTLN 0157 Or nicely charge your understanding soul
FTLN 0158 With opening titles miscreate, whose right
FTLN 015920 Suits not in native colors with the truth;
FTLN 0160 For God doth know how many now in health
FTLN 0161 Shall drop their blood in approbation
FTLN 0162 Of what your reverence shall incite us to.
FTLN 0163 Therefore take heed how you impawn our person,
FTLN 016425 How you awake our sleeping sword of war.
FTLN 0165 We charge you in the name of God, take heed,
FTLN 0166 For never two such kingdoms did contend
FTLN 0167 Without much fall of blood, whose guiltless drops
FTLN 0168 Are every one a woe, a sore complaint
FTLN 016930 ’Gainst him whose wrongs gives edge unto the
FTLN 0170 swords

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FTLN 0171 That makes such waste in brief mortality.
FTLN 0172 Under this conjuration, speak, my lord,
FTLN 0173 For we will hear, note, and believe in heart
FTLN 017435 That what you speak is in your conscience washed
FTLN 0175 As pure as sin with baptism.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0176 Then hear me, gracious sovereign, and you peers
FTLN 0177 That owe yourselves, your lives, and services
FTLN 0178 To this imperial throne. There is no bar
FTLN 017940 To make against your Highness’ claim to France
FTLN 0180 But this, which they produce from Pharamond:
FTLN 0181 “In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant”
FTLN 0182 (No woman shall succeed in Salic land),
FTLN 0183 Which Salic land the French unjustly gloze
FTLN 018445 To be the realm of France, and Pharamond
FTLN 0185 The founder of this law and female bar.
FTLN 0186 Yet their own authors faithfully affirm
FTLN 0187 That the land Salic is in Germany,
FTLN 0188 Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe,
FTLN 018950 Where Charles the Great, having subdued the
FTLN 0190 Saxons,
FTLN 0191 There left behind and settled certain French,
FTLN 0192 Who, holding in disdain the German women
FTLN 0193 For some dishonest manners of their life,
FTLN 019455 Established then this law: to wit, no female
FTLN 0195 Should be inheritrix in Salic land,
FTLN 0196 Which “Salic,” as I said, ’twixt Elbe and Sala
FTLN 0197 Is at this day in Germany called Meissen.
FTLN 0198 Then doth it well appear the Salic law
FTLN 019960 Was not devisèd for the realm of France,
FTLN 0200 Nor did the French possess the Salic land
FTLN 0201 Until four hundred one and twenty years
FTLN 0202 After defunction of King Pharamond,
FTLN 0203 Idly supposed the founder of this law,
FTLN 020465 Who died within the year of our redemption
FTLN 0205 Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the Great

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FTLN 0206 Subdued the Saxons and did seat the French
FTLN 0207 Beyond the river Sala in the year
FTLN 0208 Eight hundred five. Besides, their writers say,
FTLN 020970 King Pepin, which deposèd Childeric,
FTLN 0210 Did, as heir general, being descended
FTLN 0211 Of Blithild, which was daughter to King Clothair,
FTLN 0212 Make claim and title to the crown of France.
FTLN 0213 Hugh Capet also, who usurped the crown
FTLN 021475 Of Charles the Duke of Lorraine, sole heir male
FTLN 0215 Of the true line and stock of Charles the Great,
FTLN 0216 To find his title with some shows of truth,
FTLN 0217 Though in pure truth it was corrupt and naught,
FTLN 0218 Conveyed himself as th’ heir to th’ Lady Lingare,
FTLN 021980 Daughter to Charlemagne, who was the son
FTLN 0220 To Lewis the Emperor, and Lewis the son
FTLN 0221 Of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the Tenth,
FTLN 0222 Who was sole heir to the usurper Capet,
FTLN 0223 Could not keep quiet in his conscience,
FTLN 022485 Wearing the crown of France, till satisfied
FTLN 0225 That fair Queen Isabel, his grandmother,
FTLN 0226 Was lineal of the Lady Ermengare,
FTLN 0227 Daughter to Charles the foresaid Duke of Lorraine:
FTLN 0228 By the which marriage the line of Charles the Great
FTLN 022990 Was reunited to the crown of France.
FTLN 0230 So that, as clear as is the summer’s sun,
FTLN 0231 King Pepin’s title and Hugh Capet’s claim,
FTLN 0232 King Lewis his satisfaction, all appear
FTLN 0233 To hold in right and title of the female.
FTLN 023495 So do the kings of France unto this day,
FTLN 0235 Howbeit they would hold up this Salic law
FTLN 0236 To bar your Highness claiming from the female,
FTLN 0237 And rather choose to hide them in a net
FTLN 0238 Than amply to imbar their crooked titles
FTLN 0239100 Usurped from you and your progenitors.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0240 May I with right and conscience make this claim?

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BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0241 The sin upon my head, dread sovereign,
FTLN 0242 For in the Book of Numbers is it writ:
FTLN 0243 “When the man dies, let the inheritance
FTLN 0244105 Descend unto the daughter.” Gracious lord,
FTLN 0245 Stand for your own, unwind your bloody flag,
FTLN 0246 Look back into your mighty ancestors.
FTLN 0247 Go, my dread lord, to your great-grandsire’s tomb,
FTLN 0248 From whom you claim; invoke his warlike spirit
FTLN 0249110 And your great-uncle’s, Edward the Black Prince,
FTLN 0250 Who on the French ground played a tragedy,
FTLN 0251 Making defeat on the full power of France
FTLN 0252 Whiles his most mighty father on a hill
FTLN 0253 Stood smiling to behold his lion’s whelp
FTLN 0254115 Forage in blood of French nobility.
FTLN 0255 O noble English, that could entertain
FTLN 0256 With half their forces the full pride of France
FTLN 0257 And let another half stand laughing by,
FTLN 0258 All out of work and cold for action!
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 0259120 Awake remembrance of these valiant dead
FTLN 0260 And with your puissant arm renew their feats.
FTLN 0261 You are their heir, you sit upon their throne,
FTLN 0262 The blood and courage that renownèd them
FTLN 0263 Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege
FTLN 0264125 Is in the very May-morn of his youth,
FTLN 0265 Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.
EXETER 
FTLN 0266 Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth
FTLN 0267 Do all expect that you should rouse yourself
FTLN 0268 As did the former lions of your blood.
WESTMORELAND 
FTLN 0269130 They know your Grace hath cause and means and
FTLN 0270 might;
FTLN 0271 So hath your Highness. Never king of England
FTLN 0272 Had nobles richer, and more loyal subjects,

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FTLN 0273 Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England
FTLN 0274135 And lie pavilioned in the fields of France.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0275 O, let their bodies follow, my dear liege,
FTLN 0276 With blood and sword and fire to win your right,
FTLN 0277 In aid whereof we of the spiritualty
FTLN 0278 Will raise your Highness such a mighty sum
FTLN 0279140 As never did the clergy at one time
FTLN 0280 Bring in to any of your ancestors.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0281 We must not only arm t’ invade the French,
FTLN 0282 But lay down our proportions to defend
FTLN 0283 Against the Scot, who will make road upon us
FTLN 0284145 With all advantages.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0285 They of those marches, gracious sovereign,
FTLN 0286 Shall be a wall sufficient to defend
FTLN 0287 Our inland from the pilfering borderers.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0288 We do not mean the coursing snatchers only,
FTLN 0289150 But fear the main intendment of the Scot,
FTLN 0290 Who hath been still a giddy neighbor to us.
FTLN 0291 For you shall read that my great-grandfather
FTLN 0292 Never went with his forces into France
FTLN 0293 But that the Scot on his unfurnished kingdom
FTLN 0294155 Came pouring like the tide into a breach
FTLN 0295 With ample and brim fullness of his force,
FTLN 0296 Galling the gleanèd land with hot assays,
FTLN 0297 Girding with grievous siege castles and towns,
FTLN 0298 That England, being empty of defense,
FTLN 0299160 Hath shook and trembled at th’ ill neighborhood.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY 
FTLN 0300 She hath been then more feared than harmed, my
FTLN 0301 liege,
FTLN 0302 For hear her but exampled by herself:
FTLN 0303 When all her chivalry hath been in France

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FTLN 0304165 And she a mourning widow of her nobles,
FTLN 0305 She hath herself not only well defended
FTLN 0306 But taken and impounded as a stray
FTLN 0307 The King of Scots, whom she did send to France
FTLN 0308 To fill King Edward’s fame with prisoner kings
FTLN 0309170 And make her chronicle as rich with praise
FTLN 0310 As is the ooze and bottom of the sea
FTLN 0311 With sunken wrack and sumless treasuries.
BISHOP OF ELY 
FTLN 0312 But there’s a saying very old and true:
FTLN 0313 “If that you will France win,
FTLN 0314175 Then with Scotland first begin.”
FTLN 0315 For once the eagle England being in prey,
FTLN 0316 To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot
FTLN 0317 Comes sneaking and so sucks her princely eggs,
FTLN 0318 Playing the mouse in absence of the cat,
FTLN 0319180 To ’tame and havoc more than she can eat.
EXETER 
FTLN 0320 It follows, then, the cat must stay at home.
FTLN 0321 Yet that is but a crushed necessity,
FTLN 0322 Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries
FTLN 0323 And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves.
FTLN 0324185 While that the armèd hand doth fight abroad,
FTLN 0325 Th’ advisèd head defends itself at home.
FTLN 0326 For government, though high and low and lower,
FTLN 0327 Put into parts, doth keep in one consent,
FTLN 0328 Congreeing in a full and natural close,
FTLN 0329190 Like music.
BISHOP OF CANTERBURY  FTLN 0330 Therefore doth heaven divide
FTLN 0331 The state of man in divers functions,
FTLN 0332 Setting endeavor in continual motion,
FTLN 0333 To which is fixèd as an aim or butt
FTLN 0334195 Obedience; for so work the honeybees,
FTLN 0335 Creatures that by a rule in nature teach
FTLN 0336 The act of order to a peopled kingdom.

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FTLN 0337 They have a king and officers of sorts,
FTLN 0338 Where some like magistrates correct at home,
FTLN 0339200 Others like merchants venture trade abroad,
FTLN 0340 Others like soldiers armèd in their stings
FTLN 0341 Make boot upon the summer’s velvet buds,
FTLN 0342 Which pillage they with merry march bring home
FTLN 0343 To the tent royal of their emperor,
FTLN 0344205 Who, busied in his majesty, surveys
FTLN 0345 The singing masons building roofs of gold,
FTLN 0346 The civil citizens kneading up the honey,
FTLN 0347 The poor mechanic porters crowding in
FTLN 0348 Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate,
FTLN 0349210 The sad-eyed justice with his surly hum
FTLN 0350 Delivering o’er to executors pale
FTLN 0351 The lazy yawning drone. I this infer:
FTLN 0352 That many things, having full reference
FTLN 0353 To one consent, may work contrariously,
FTLN 0354215 As many arrows loosèd several ways
FTLN 0355 Come to one mark, as many ways meet in one town,
FTLN 0356 As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea,
FTLN 0357 As many lines close in the dial’s center,
FTLN 0358 So may a thousand actions, once afoot,
FTLN 0359220 End in one purpose and be all well borne
FTLN 0360 Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege!
FTLN 0361 Divide your happy England into four,
FTLN 0362 Whereof take you one quarter into France,
FTLN 0363 And you withal shall make all Gallia shake.
FTLN 0364225 If we, with thrice such powers left at home,
FTLN 0365 Cannot defend our own doors from the dog,
FTLN 0366 Let us be worried, and our nation lose
FTLN 0367 The name of hardiness and policy.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0368 Call in the messengers sent from the Dauphin.
Attendants exit.
FTLN 0369230 Now are we well resolved, and by God’s help
FTLN 0370 And yours, the noble sinews of our power,

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FTLN 0371 France being ours, we’ll bend it to our awe
FTLN 0372 Or break it all to pieces. Or there we’ll sit,
FTLN 0373 Ruling in large and ample empery
FTLN 0374235 O’er France and all her almost kingly dukedoms,
FTLN 0375 Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn,
FTLN 0376 Tombless, with no remembrance over them.
FTLN 0377 Either our history shall with full mouth
FTLN 0378 Speak freely of our acts, or else our grave,
FTLN 0379240 Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless mouth,
FTLN 0380 Not worshiped with a waxen epitaph.

Enter Ambassadors of France, with Attendants.


FTLN 0381 Now are we well prepared to know the pleasure
FTLN 0382 Of our fair cousin Dauphin, for we hear
FTLN 0383 Your greeting is from him, not from the King.
AMBASSADOR 
FTLN 0384245 May ’t please your Majesty to give us leave
FTLN 0385 Freely to render what we have in charge,
FTLN 0386 Or shall we sparingly show you far off
FTLN 0387 The Dauphin’s meaning and our embassy?
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0388 We are no tyrant, but a Christian king,
FTLN 0389250 Unto whose grace our passion is as subject
FTLN 0390 As is our wretches fettered in our prisons.
FTLN 0391 Therefore with frank and with uncurbèd plainness
FTLN 0392 Tell us the Dauphin’s mind.
AMBASSADOR  FTLN 0393 Thus, then, in few:
FTLN 0394255 Your Highness, lately sending into France,
FTLN 0395 Did claim some certain dukedoms in the right
FTLN 0396 Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Third;
FTLN 0397 In answer of which claim, the Prince our master
FTLN 0398 Says that you savor too much of your youth
FTLN 0399260 And bids you be advised there’s naught in France
FTLN 0400 That can be with a nimble galliard won;
FTLN 0401 You cannot revel into dukedoms there.
FTLN 0402 He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit,

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FTLN 0403 This tun of treasure and, in lieu of this,
FTLN 0404265 Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim
FTLN 0405 Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0406 What treasure, uncle?
EXETER  FTLN 0407 Tennis balls,
FTLN 0408 my liege.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0409270 We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us.
FTLN 0410 His present and your pains we thank you for.
FTLN 0411 When we have matched our rackets to these balls,
FTLN 0412 We will in France, by God’s grace, play a set
FTLN 0413 Shall strike his father’s crown into the hazard.
FTLN 0414275 Tell him he hath made a match with such a
FTLN 0415 wrangler
FTLN 0416 That all the courts of France will be disturbed
FTLN 0417 With chases. And we understand him well,
FTLN 0418 How he comes o’er us with our wilder days,
FTLN 0419280 Not measuring what use we made of them.
FTLN 0420 We never valued this poor seat of England,
FTLN 0421 And therefore, living hence, did give ourself
FTLN 0422 To barbarous license, as ’tis ever common
FTLN 0423 That men are merriest when they are from home.
FTLN 0424285 But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state,
FTLN 0425 Be like a king, and show my sail of greatness
FTLN 0426 When I do rouse me in my throne of France,
FTLN 0427 For that I have laid by my majesty
FTLN 0428 And plodded like a man for working days;
FTLN 0429290 But I will rise there with so full a glory
FTLN 0430 That I will dazzle all the eyes of France,
FTLN 0431 Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us.
FTLN 0432 And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his
FTLN 0433 Hath turned his balls to gun-stones, and his soul
FTLN 0434295 Shall stand sore chargèd for the wasteful vengeance
FTLN 0435 That shall fly with them; for many a thousand
FTLN 0436 widows
FTLN 0437 Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands,

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FTLN 0438 Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;
FTLN 0439300 And some are yet ungotten and unborn
FTLN 0440 That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin’s scorn.
FTLN 0441 But this lies all within the will of God,
FTLN 0442 To whom I do appeal, and in whose name
FTLN 0443 Tell you the Dauphin I am coming on,
FTLN 0444305 To venge me as I may and to put forth
FTLN 0445 My rightful hand in a well-hallowed cause.
FTLN 0446 So get you hence in peace. And tell the Dauphin
FTLN 0447 His jest will savor but of shallow wit
FTLN 0448 When thousands weep more than did laugh at it.—
FTLN 0449310 Convey them with safe conduct.—Fare you well.
Ambassadors exit, with Attendants.
EXETER  FTLN 0450This was a merry message.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0451 We hope to make the sender blush at it.
FTLN 0452 Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour
FTLN 0453 That may give furth’rance to our expedition;
FTLN 0454315 For we have now no thought in us but France,
FTLN 0455 Save those to God, that run before our business.
FTLN 0456 Therefore let our proportions for these wars
FTLN 0457 Be soon collected, and all things thought upon
FTLN 0458 That may with reasonable swiftness add
FTLN 0459320 More feathers to our wings. For, God before,
FTLN 0460 We’ll chide this Dauphin at his father’s door.
FTLN 0461 Therefore let every man now task his thought,
FTLN 0462 That this fair action may on foot be brought.
Flourish. They exit.

Enter Chorus.

CHORUS 
FTLN 0463 Now all the youth of England are on fire,
FTLN 0464 And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies;
FTLN 0465 Now thrive the armorers, and honor’s thought
FTLN 0466 Reigns solely in the breast of every man.
FTLN 04675 They sell the pasture now to buy the horse,
FTLN 0468 Following the mirror of all Christian kings
FTLN 0469 With wingèd heels, as English Mercurys.
FTLN 0470 For now sits Expectation in the air
FTLN 0471 And hides a sword, from hilts unto the point,
FTLN 047210 With crowns imperial, crowns, and coronets
FTLN 0473 Promised to Harry and his followers.
FTLN 0474 The French, advised by good intelligence
FTLN 0475 Of this most dreadful preparation,
FTLN 0476 Shake in their fear, and with pale policy
FTLN 047715 Seek to divert the English purposes.
FTLN 0478 O England, model to thy inward greatness,
FTLN 0479 Like little body with a mighty heart,
FTLN 0480 What might’st thou do, that honor would thee do,
FTLN 0481 Were all thy children kind and natural!
FTLN 048220 But see, thy fault France hath in thee found out,
FTLN 0483 A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills
FTLN 0484 With treacherous crowns, and three corrupted men—
FTLN 0485 One, Richard, Earl of Cambridge, and the second,

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FTLN 0486 Henry, Lord Scroop of Masham, and the third,
FTLN 048725 Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland—
FTLN 0488 Have, for the gilt of France (O guilt indeed!),
FTLN 0489 Confirmed conspiracy with fearful France,
FTLN 0490 And by their hands this grace of kings must die,
FTLN 0491 If hell and treason hold their promises,
FTLN 049230 Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton.
FTLN 0493 Linger your patience on, and we’ll digest
FTLN 0494 Th’ abuse of distance, force a play.
FTLN 0495 The sum is paid, the traitors are agreed,
FTLN 0496 The King is set from London, and the scene
FTLN 049735 Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton.
FTLN 0498 There is the playhouse now, there must you sit,
FTLN 0499 And thence to France shall we convey you safe
FTLN 0500 And bring you back, charming the narrow seas
FTLN 0501 To give you gentle pass; for, if we may,
FTLN 050240 We’ll not offend one stomach with our play.
FTLN 0503 But, till the King come forth, and not till then,
FTLN 0504 Unto Southampton do we shift our scene.
He exits.

Enter Corporal Nym and Lieutenant Bardolph.

BARDOLPH  FTLN 0505Well met, Corporal Nym.
NYM  FTLN 0506Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0507What, are Ancient Pistol and you friends
FTLN 0508 yet?
NYM  FTLN 05095For my part, I care not. I say little, but when time
FTLN 0510 shall serve, there shall be smiles; but that shall be as
FTLN 0511 it may. I dare not fight, but I will wink and hold out
FTLN 0512 mine iron. It is a simple one, but what though? It
FTLN 0513 will toast cheese, and it will endure cold as another
FTLN 051410 man’s sword will, and there’s an end.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0515I will bestow a breakfast to make you

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FTLN 0516 friends, and we’ll be all three sworn brothers to
FTLN 0517 France. Let ’t be so, good Corporal Nym.
NYM  FTLN 0518Faith, I will live so long as I may, that’s the
FTLN 051915 certain of it; and when I cannot live any longer, I
FTLN 0520 will do as I may. That is my rest, that is the
FTLN 0521 rendezvous of it.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0522It is certain, corporal, that he is married to
FTLN 0523 Nell Quickly, and certainly she did you wrong, for
FTLN 052420 you were troth-plight to her.
NYM  FTLN 0525I cannot tell. Things must be as they may. Men
FTLN 0526 may sleep, and they may have their throats about
FTLN 0527 them at that time, and some say knives have edges.
FTLN 0528 It must be as it may. Though patience be a tired
FTLN 052925 mare, yet she will plod. There must be conclusions.
FTLN 0530 Well, I cannot tell.

Enter Pistol and Hostess Quickly.

BARDOLPH  FTLN 0531Here comes Ancient Pistol and his wife.
FTLN 0532 Good corporal, be patient here.—How now, mine
FTLN 0533 host Pistol?
PISTOL  FTLN 053430Base tyke, call’st thou me host? Now, by this
FTLN 0535 hand, I swear I scorn the term, nor shall my Nell
FTLN 0536 keep lodgers.
HOSTESS  FTLN 0537No, by my troth, not long; for we cannot
FTLN 0538 lodge and board a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen
FTLN 053935 that live honestly by the prick of their needles but it
FTLN 0540 will be thought we keep a bawdy house straight.
Nym and Pistol draw their swords.
FTLN 0541 O well-a-day, Lady! If he be not hewn now, we shall
FTLN 0542 see willful adultery and murder committed.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0543Good lieutenant, good corporal, offer nothing
FTLN 054440 here.
NYM  FTLN 0545Pish!
PISTOL  FTLN 0546Pish for thee, Iceland dog, thou prick-eared
FTLN 0547 cur of Iceland!

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HOSTESS  FTLN 0548Good Corporal Nym, show thy valor, and put
FTLN 054945 up your sword.
NYM  FTLN 0550Will you shog off? To Pistol. I would have you
FTLN 0551 solus.
PISTOL  FTLN 0552“Solus,” egregious dog? O viper vile, the solus
FTLN 0553 in thy most marvelous face, the solus in thy teeth
FTLN 055450 and in thy throat and in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy
FTLN 0555 maw, perdy, and, which is worse, within thy nasty
FTLN 0556 mouth! I do retort the solus in thy bowels, for I can
FTLN 0557 take, and Pistol’s cock is up, and flashing fire will
FTLN 0558 follow.
NYM  FTLN 055955I am not Barbason, you cannot conjure me. I
FTLN 0560 have an humor to knock you indifferently well. If
FTLN 0561 you grow foul with me, Pistol, I will scour you with
FTLN 0562 my rapier, as I may, in fair terms. If you would walk
FTLN 0563 off, I would prick your guts a little in good terms, as
FTLN 056460 I may, and that’s the humor of it.
PISTOL 
FTLN 0565 O braggart vile and damnèd furious wight,
FTLN 0566 The grave doth gape, and doting death is near.
FTLN 0567 Therefore exhale.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0568Hear me, hear me what I say: he that strikes
FTLN 056965 the first stroke, I’ll run him up to the hilts, as I am a
FTLN 0570 soldier. He draws.
PISTOL  FTLN 0571An oath of mickle might, and fury shall abate. Pistol and Nym and then Bardolph
sheathe their swords.
FTLN 0572 Give me thy fist, thy forefoot to me give. Thy spirits
FTLN 0573 are most tall.
NYM , to Pistol  FTLN 057470I will cut thy throat one time or other
FTLN 0575 in fair terms, that is the humor of it.
PISTOL Couple à gorge, FTLN 0576 that is the word. I defy thee
FTLN 0577 again. O hound of Crete, think’st thou my spouse to
FTLN 0578 get? No, to the spital go, and from the powd’ring tub
FTLN 057975 of infamy fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid’s kind,
FTLN 0580 Doll Tearsheet she by name, and her espouse. I

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FTLN 0581 have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly for the
FTLN 0582 only she: and pauca, there’s enough too! Go to.

Enter the Boy.

BOY  FTLN 0583Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master,
FTLN 058480 and your hostess. He is very sick and would to
FTLN 0585 bed.—Good Bardolph, put thy face between his
FTLN 0586 sheets, and do the office of a warming-pan. Faith,
FTLN 0587 he’s very ill.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0588Away, you rogue!
HOSTESS  FTLN 058985By my troth, he’ll yield the crow a pudding
FTLN 0590 one of these days. The King has killed his heart.
FTLN 0591 Good husband, come home presently.
She exits with the Boy.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0592Come, shall I make you two friends? We
FTLN 0593 must to France together. Why the devil should we
FTLN 059490 keep knives to cut one another’s throats?
PISTOL 
FTLN 0595 Let floods o’erswell and fiends for food howl on!
NYM  FTLN 0596You’ll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at
FTLN 0597 betting?
PISTOL  FTLN 0598Base is the slave that pays.
NYM  FTLN 059995That now I will have, that’s the humor of it.
PISTOL  FTLN 0600As manhood shall compound. Push home.
They draw.
BARDOLPH , drawing his sword  FTLN 0601By this sword, he that
FTLN 0602 makes the first thrust, I’ll kill him. By this sword, I
FTLN 0603 will.
PISTOL , sheathing his sword  FTLN 0604100“Sword” is an oath, and
FTLN 0605 oaths must have their course.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0606Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, be
FTLN 0607 friends; an thou wilt not, why then be enemies with
FTLN 0608 me too. Prithee, put up.
PISTOL , to Nym  FTLN 0609105A noble shalt thou have, and present
FTLN 0610 pay, and liquor likewise will I give to thee, and

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FTLN 0611 friendship shall combine, and brotherhood. I’ll live
FTLN 0612 by Nym, and Nym shall live by me. Is not this just?
FTLN 0613 For I shall sutler be unto the camp, and profits will
FTLN 0614110 accrue. Give me thy hand.
NYM  FTLN 0615I shall have my noble?
PISTOL  FTLN 0616In cash, most justly paid.
NYM  FTLN 0617Well, then, that’s the humor of ’t.
Nym and Bardolph sheathe their swords.

Enter Hostess.

HOSTESS  FTLN 0618As ever you come of women, come in quickly
FTLN 0619115 to Sir John. Ah, poor heart, he is so shaked of a
FTLN 0620 burning quotidian-tertian that it is most lamentable
FTLN 0621 to behold. Sweet men, come to him.
NYM  FTLN 0622The King hath run bad humors on the knight,
FTLN 0623 that’s the even of it.
PISTOL  FTLN 0624120Nym, thou hast spoke the right. His heart is
FTLN 0625 fracted and corroborate.
NYM  FTLN 0626The King is a good king, but it must be as it may;
FTLN 0627 he passes some humors and careers.
PISTOL  FTLN 0628Let us condole the knight, for, lambkins, we
FTLN 0629125 will live.
They exit.

Enter Exeter, Bedford, and Westmoreland.

BEDFORD 
FTLN 0630 ’Fore God, his Grace is bold to trust these traitors.
EXETER 
FTLN 0631 They shall be apprehended by and by.
WESTMORELAND 
FTLN 0632 How smooth and even they do bear themselves,
FTLN 0633 As if allegiance in their bosoms sat
FTLN 06345 Crownèd with faith and constant loyalty.

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BEDFORD 
FTLN 0635 The King hath note of all that they intend,
FTLN 0636 By interception which they dream not of.
EXETER 
FTLN 0637 Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow,
FTLN 0638 Whom he hath dulled and cloyed with gracious
FTLN 063910 favors—
FTLN 0640 That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell
FTLN 0641 His sovereign’s life to death and treachery!

Sound Trumpets. Enter the King of England,
Scroop, Cambridge, and Grey, with Attendants.

KING HENRY 
FTLN 0642 Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard.—
FTLN 0643 My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of
FTLN 064415 Masham,
FTLN 0645 And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts.
FTLN 0646 Think you not that the powers we bear with us
FTLN 0647 Will cut their passage through the force of France,
FTLN 0648 Doing the execution and the act
FTLN 064920 For which we have in head assembled them?
SCROOP 
FTLN 0650 No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0651 I doubt not that, since we are well persuaded
FTLN 0652 We carry not a heart with us from hence
FTLN 0653 That grows not in a fair consent with ours,
FTLN 065425 Nor leave not one behind that doth not wish
FTLN 0655 Success and conquest to attend on us.
CAMBRIDGE 
FTLN 0656 Never was monarch better feared and loved
FTLN 0657 Than is your Majesty. There’s not, I think, a subject
FTLN 0658 That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness
FTLN 065930 Under the sweet shade of your government.
GREY 
FTLN 0660 True. Those that were your father’s enemies

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FTLN 0661 Have steeped their galls in honey, and do serve you
FTLN 0662 With hearts create of duty and of zeal.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0663 We therefore have great cause of thankfulness,
FTLN 066435 And shall forget the office of our hand
FTLN 0665 Sooner than quittance of desert and merit
FTLN 0666 According to the weight and worthiness.
SCROOP 
FTLN 0667 So service shall with steelèd sinews toil,
FTLN 0668 And labor shall refresh itself with hope
FTLN 066940 To do your Grace incessant services.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0670 We judge no less.—Uncle of Exeter,
FTLN 0671 Enlarge the man committed yesterday
FTLN 0672 That railed against our person. We consider
FTLN 0673 It was excess of wine that set him on,
FTLN 067445 And on his more advice we pardon him.
SCROOP 
FTLN 0675 That’s mercy, but too much security.
FTLN 0676 Let him be punished, sovereign, lest example
FTLN 0677 Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind.
KING HENRY  FTLN 0678O, let us yet be merciful.
CAMBRIDGE 
FTLN 067950 So may your Highness, and yet punish too.
GREY 
FTLN 0680 Sir, you show great mercy if you give him life
FTLN 0681 After the taste of much correction.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0682 Alas, your too much love and care of me
FTLN 0683 Are heavy orisons ’gainst this poor wretch.
FTLN 068455 If little faults proceeding on distemper
FTLN 0685 Shall not be winked at, how shall we stretch our eye
FTLN 0686 When capital crimes, chewed, swallowed, and
FTLN 0687 digested,
FTLN 0688 Appear before us? We’ll yet enlarge that man,

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FTLN 068960 Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey, in their dear
FTLN 0690 care
FTLN 0691 And tender preservation of our person,
FTLN 0692 Would have him punished. And now to our French
FTLN 0693 causes.
FTLN 069465 Who are the late commissioners?
CAMBRIDGE  FTLN 0695 I one, my lord.
FTLN 0696 Your Highness bade me ask for it today.
SCROOP  FTLN 0697So did you me, my liege.
GREY  FTLN 0698And I, my royal sovereign.
KING HENRY , giving them papers 
FTLN 069970 Then Richard, Earl of Cambridge, there is yours—
FTLN 0700 There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham.—And, sir
FTLN 0701 knight,
FTLN 0702 Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours.—
FTLN 0703 Read them, and know I know your worthiness.—
FTLN 070475 My Lord of Westmoreland and uncle Exeter,
FTLN 0705 We will aboard tonight.—Why how now, gentlemen?
FTLN 0706 What see you in those papers, that you lose
FTLN 0707 So much complexion?—Look you, how they change.
FTLN 0708 Their cheeks are paper.—Why, what read you there
FTLN 070980 That have so cowarded and chased your blood
FTLN 0710 Out of appearance?
CAMBRIDGE  FTLN 0711 I do confess my fault,
FTLN 0712 And do submit me to your Highness’ mercy.
GREY/SCROOP  FTLN 0713To which we all appeal.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 071485 The mercy that was quick in us but late
FTLN 0715 By your own counsel is suppressed and killed.
FTLN 0716 You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy,
FTLN 0717 For your own reasons turn into your bosoms
FTLN 0718 As dogs upon their masters, worrying you.—
FTLN 071990 See you, my princes and my noble peers,
FTLN 0720 These English monsters. My Lord of Cambridge
FTLN 0721 here,
FTLN 0722 You know how apt our love was to accord

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FTLN 0723 To furnish him with all appurtenants
FTLN 072495 Belonging to his honor, and this man
FTLN 0725 Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspired
FTLN 0726 And sworn unto the practices of France
FTLN 0727 To kill us here in Hampton; to the which
FTLN 0728 This knight, no less for bounty bound to us
FTLN 0729100 Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn.—But O,
FTLN 0730 What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop, thou cruel,
FTLN 0731 Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature?
FTLN 0732 Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels,
FTLN 0733 That knew’st the very bottom of my soul,
FTLN 0734105 That almost mightst have coined me into gold,
FTLN 0735 Wouldst thou have practiced on me for thy use—
FTLN 0736 May it be possible that foreign hire
FTLN 0737 Could out of thee extract one spark of evil
FTLN 0738 That might annoy my finger? ’Tis so strange
FTLN 0739110 That, though the truth of it stands off as gross
FTLN 0740 As black and white, my eye will scarcely see it.
FTLN 0741 Treason and murder ever kept together,
FTLN 0742 As two yoke-devils sworn to either’s purpose,
FTLN 0743 Working so grossly in a natural cause
FTLN 0744115 That admiration did not whoop at them.
FTLN 0745 But thou, ’gainst all proportion, didst bring in
FTLN 0746 Wonder to wait on treason and on murder,
FTLN 0747 And whatsoever cunning fiend it was
FTLN 0748 That wrought upon thee so preposterously
FTLN 0749120 Hath got the voice in hell for excellence.
FTLN 0750 All other devils that suggest by treasons
FTLN 0751 Do botch and bungle up damnation
FTLN 0752 With patches, colors, and with forms being fetched
FTLN 0753 From glist’ring semblances of piety;
FTLN 0754125 But he that tempered thee bade thee stand up,
FTLN 0755 Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do treason,
FTLN 0756 Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor.
FTLN 0757 If that same demon that hath gulled thee thus
FTLN 0758 Should with his lion gait walk the whole world,

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FTLN 0759130 He might return to vasty Tartar back
FTLN 0760 And tell the legions “I can never win
FTLN 0761 A soul so easy as that Englishman’s.”
FTLN 0762 O, how hast thou with jealousy infected
FTLN 0763 The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful?
FTLN 0764135 Why, so didst thou. Seem they grave and learnèd?
FTLN 0765 Why, so didst thou. Come they of noble family?
FTLN 0766 Why, so didst thou. Seem they religious?
FTLN 0767 Why, so didst thou. Or are they spare in diet,
FTLN 0768 Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger,
FTLN 0769140 Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood,
FTLN 0770 Garnished and decked in modest complement,
FTLN 0771 Not working with the eye without the ear,
FTLN 0772 And but in purgèd judgment trusting neither?
FTLN 0773 Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.
FTLN 0774145 And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot
FTLN 0775 To mark the full-fraught man and best endued
FTLN 0776 With some suspicion. I will weep for thee,
FTLN 0777 For this revolt of thine methinks is like
FTLN 0778 Another fall of man.—Their faults are open.
FTLN 0779150 Arrest them to the answer of the law,
FTLN 0780 And God acquit them of their practices.
EXETER  FTLN 0781I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of
FTLN 0782 Richard, Earl of Cambridge.—
FTLN 0783 I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of
FTLN 0784155 Henry, Lord Scroop of Masham.—
FTLN 0785 I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of
FTLN 0786 Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland.
SCROOP 
FTLN 0787 Our purposes God justly hath discovered,
FTLN 0788 And I repent my fault more than my death,
FTLN 0789160 Which I beseech your Highness to forgive,
FTLN 0790 Although my body pay the price of it.
CAMBRIDGE 
FTLN 0791 For me, the gold of France did not seduce,
FTLN 0792 Although I did admit it as a motive
FTLN 0793 The sooner to effect what I intended;

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FTLN 0794165 But God be thankèd for prevention,
FTLN 0795 Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice,
FTLN 0796 Beseeching God and you to pardon me.
GREY 
FTLN 0797 Never did faithful subject more rejoice
FTLN 0798 At the discovery of most dangerous treason
FTLN 0799170 Than I do at this hour joy o’er myself,
FTLN 0800 Prevented from a damnèd enterprise.
FTLN 0801 My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign.
KING HENRY 
FTLN 0802 God quit you in His mercy. Hear your sentence:
FTLN 0803 You have conspired against our royal person,
FTLN 0804175 Joined with an enemy proclaimed, and from his
FTLN 0805 coffers
FTLN 0806 Received the golden earnest of our death,
FTLN 0807 Wherein you would have sold your king to
FTLN 0808 slaughter,
FTLN 0809180 His princes and his peers to servitude,
FTLN 0810 His subjects to oppression and contempt,
FTLN 0811 And his whole kingdom into desolation.
FTLN 0812 Touching our person, seek we no revenge,
FTLN 0813 But we our kingdom’s safety must so tender,
FTLN 0814185 Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws
FTLN 0815 We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,
FTLN 0816 Poor miserable wretches, to your death,
FTLN 0817 The taste whereof God of His mercy give
FTLN 0818 You patience to endure, and true repentance
FTLN 0819190 Of all your dear offenses.—Bear them hence.
They exit under guard.
FTLN 0820 Now, lords, for France, the enterprise whereof
FTLN 0821 Shall be to you as us, like glorious.
FTLN 0822 We doubt not of a fair and lucky war,
FTLN 0823 Since God so graciously hath brought to light
FTLN 0824195 This dangerous treason lurking in our way
FTLN 0825 To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now

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FTLN 0826 But every rub is smoothèd on our way.
FTLN 0827 Then forth, dear countrymen. Let us deliver
FTLN 0828 Our puissance into the hand of God,
FTLN 0829200 Putting it straight in expedition.
FTLN 0830 Cheerly to sea. The signs of war advance.
FTLN 0831 No king of England if not king of France.
Flourish. They exit.

Enter Pistol, Nym, Bardolph, Boy, and Hostess.

HOSTESS  FTLN 0832Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me bring
FTLN 0833 thee to Staines.
PISTOL  FTLN 0834No; for my manly heart doth earn.—Bardolph,
FTLN 0835 be blithe.—Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins.— Boy,
FTLN 08365 bristle thy courage up. For Falstaff, he is dead, and
FTLN 0837 we must earn therefore.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0838Would I were with him, wheresome’er he
FTLN 0839 is, either in heaven or in hell.
HOSTESS  FTLN 0840Nay, sure, he’s not in hell! He’s in Arthur’s
FTLN 084110 bosom, if ever man went to Arthur’s bosom. He
FTLN 0842 made a finer end, and went away an it had been any
FTLN 0843 christom child. He parted ev’n just between twelve
FTLN 0844 and one, ev’n at the turning o’ th’ tide; for after I saw
FTLN 0845 him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers
FTLN 084615 and smile upon his finger’s end, I knew there was
FTLN 0847 but one way, for his nose was as sharp as a pen and
FTLN 0848 he talked of green fields. “How now, Sir John?”
FTLN 0849 quoth I. “What, man, be o’ good cheer!” So he cried
FTLN 0850 out “God, God, God!” three or four times. Now I, to
FTLN 085120 comfort him, bid him he should not think of God; I
FTLN 0852 hoped there was no need to trouble himself with
FTLN 0853 any such thoughts yet. So he bade me lay more
FTLN 0854 clothes on his feet. I put my hand into the bed and
FTLN 0855 felt them, and they were as cold as any stone. Then I

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FTLN 085625 felt to his knees, and so upward and upward, and
FTLN 0857 all was as cold as any stone.
NYM  FTLN 0858They say he cried out of sack.
HOSTESS  FTLN 0859Ay, that he did.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0860And of women.
HOSTESS  FTLN 086130Nay, that he did not.
BOY  FTLN 0862Yes, that he did, and said they were devils
FTLN 0863 incarnate.
HOSTESS  FTLN 0864He could never abide carnation. ’Twas a
FTLN 0865 color he never liked.
BOY  FTLN 086635He said once, the devil would have him about
FTLN 0867 women.
HOSTESS  FTLN 0868He did in some sort, indeed, handle women,
FTLN 0869 but then he was rheumatic and talked of the Whore
FTLN 0870 of Babylon.
BOY  FTLN 087140Do you not remember he saw a flea stick upon
FTLN 0872 Bardolph’s nose, and he said it was a black soul
FTLN 0873 burning in hell?
BARDOLPH  FTLN 0874Well, the fuel is gone that maintained that
FTLN 0875 fire. That’s all the riches I got in his service.
NYM  FTLN 087645Shall we shog? The King will be gone from
FTLN 0877 Southampton.
PISTOL  FTLN 0878Come, let’s away.—My love, give me thy lips.
FTLN 0879  They kiss. Look to my chattels and my movables.
FTLN 0880 Let senses rule. The word is “Pitch and pay.” Trust
FTLN 088150 none, for oaths are straws, men’s faiths are wafer-cakes,
FTLN 0882 and Holdfast is the only dog, my duck.
FTLN 0883 Therefore, Caveto be thy counselor. Go, clear thy
FTLN 0884 crystals.—Yoke-fellows in arms, let us to France,
FTLN 0885 like horse-leeches, my boys, to suck, to suck, the
FTLN 088655 very blood to suck.
BOY  FTLN 0887And that’s but unwholesome food, they say.
PISTOL  FTLN 0888Touch her soft mouth, and march.
BARDOLPH , kissing the Hostess  FTLN 0889Farewell, hostess.
NYM  FTLN 0890I cannot kiss, that is the humor of it. But adieu.

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PISTOL , to the Hostess  FTLN 089160Let huswifery appear. Keep
FTLN 0892 close, I thee command.
HOSTESS  FTLN 0893Farewell. Adieu.
They exit.

Flourish. Enter the French King, the Dauphin, the Dukes
 of Berri and Brittany, the Constable, and others.

KING OF FRANCE 
FTLN 0894 Thus comes the English with full power upon us,
FTLN 0895 And more than carefully it us concerns
FTLN 0896 To answer royally in our defenses.
FTLN 0897 Therefore the Dukes of Berri and of Brittany,
FTLN 08985 Of Brabant and of Orléans, shall make forth,
FTLN 0899 And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift dispatch,
FTLN 0900 To line and new-repair our towns of war
FTLN 0901 With men of courage and with means defendant.
FTLN 0902 For England his approaches makes as fierce
FTLN 090310 As waters to the sucking of a gulf.
FTLN 0904 It fits us then to be as provident
FTLN 0905 As fear may teach us out of late examples
FTLN 0906 Left by the fatal and neglected English
FTLN 0907 Upon our fields.
DAUPHIN  FTLN 090815 My most redoubted father,
FTLN 0909 It is most meet we arm us ’gainst the foe,
FTLN 0910 For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom,
FTLN 0911 Though war nor no known quarrel were in question,
FTLN 0912 But that defenses, musters, preparations
FTLN 091320 Should be maintained, assembled, and collected
FTLN 0914 As were a war in expectation.
FTLN 0915 Therefore I say ’tis meet we all go forth
FTLN 0916 To view the sick and feeble parts of France.
FTLN 0917 And let us do it with no show of fear,
FTLN 091825 No, with no more than if we heard that England

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FTLN 0919 Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance.
FTLN 0920 For, my good liege, she is so idly kinged,
FTLN 0921 Her scepter so fantastically borne
FTLN 0922 By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth,
FTLN 092330 That fear attends her not.
CONSTABLE  FTLN 0924 O peace, Prince Dauphin!
FTLN 0925 You are too much mistaken in this king.
FTLN 0926 Question your Grace the late ambassadors
FTLN 0927 With what great state he heard their embassy,
FTLN 092835 How well supplied with noble councillors,
FTLN 0929 How modest in exception, and withal
FTLN 0930 How terrible in constant resolution,
FTLN 0931 And you shall find his vanities forespent
FTLN 0932 Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus,
FTLN 093340 Covering discretion with a coat of folly,
FTLN 0934 As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots
FTLN 0935 That shall first spring and be most delicate.
DAUPHIN 
FTLN 0936 Well, ’tis not so, my Lord High Constable.
FTLN 0937 But though we think it so, it is no matter.
FTLN 093845 In cases of defense, ’tis best to weigh
FTLN 0939 The enemy more mighty than he seems.
FTLN 0940 So the proportions of defense are filled,
FTLN 0941 Which of a weak and niggardly projection
FTLN 0942 Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat with scanting
FTLN 094350 A little cloth.
KING OF FRANCE  FTLN 0944 Think we King Harry strong,
FTLN 0945 And, princes, look you strongly arm to meet him.
FTLN 0946 The kindred of him hath been fleshed upon us,
FTLN 0947 And he is bred out of that bloody strain
FTLN 094855 That haunted us in our familiar paths.
FTLN 0949 Witness our too-much-memorable shame
FTLN 0950 When Cressy battle fatally was struck
FTLN 0951 And all our princes captived by the hand
FTLN 0952 Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince of
FTLN 095360 Wales,

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FTLN 0954 Whiles that his mountain sire, on mountain standing
FTLN 0955 Up in the air, crowned with the golden sun,
FTLN 0956 Saw his heroical seed and smiled to see him
FTLN 0957 Mangle the work of nature and deface
FTLN 095865 The patterns that by God and by French fathers
FTLN 0959 Had twenty years been made. This is a stem
FTLN 0960 Of that victorious stock, and let us fear
FTLN 0961 The native mightiness and fate of him.

Enter a Messenger.

MESSENGER 
FTLN 0962 Ambassadors from Harry King of England
FTLN 096370 Do crave admittance to your Majesty.
KING OF FRANCE 
FTLN 0964 We’ll give them present audience. Go, and bring
FTLN 0965 them. Messenger exits.
FTLN 0966 You see this chase is hotly followed, friends.
DAUPHIN 
FTLN 0967 Turn head and stop pursuit, for coward dogs
FTLN 096875 Most spend their mouths when what they seem to
FTLN 0969 threaten
FTLN 0970 Runs far before them. Good my sovereign,
FTLN 0971 Take up the English short, and let them know
FTLN 0972 Of what a monarchy you are the head.
FTLN 097380 Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin
FTLN 0974 As self-neglecting.

Enter Exeter, with Lords and Attendants.

KING OF FRANCE  FTLN 0975From our brother of England?
EXETER 
FTLN 0976 From him, and thus he greets your Majesty:
FTLN 0977 He wills you, in the name of God almighty,
FTLN 097885 That you divest yourself and lay apart
FTLN 0979 The borrowed glories that, by gift of heaven,
FTLN 0980 By law of nature and of nations, ’longs
FTLN 0981 To him and to his heirs—namely, the crown

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FTLN 0982 And all wide-stretchèd honors that pertain
FTLN 098390 By custom and the ordinance of times
FTLN 0984 Unto the crown of France. That you may know
FTLN 0985 ’Tis no sinister nor no awkward claim
FTLN 0986 Picked from the wormholes of long-vanished days
FTLN 0987 Nor from the dust of old oblivion raked,
FTLN 098895 He sends you this most memorable line,
He offers a paper.
FTLN 0989 In every branch truly demonstrative,
FTLN 0990 Willing you overlook this pedigree,
FTLN 0991 And when you find him evenly derived
FTLN 0992 From his most famed of famous ancestors,
FTLN 0993100 Edward the Third, he bids you then resign
FTLN 0994 Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held
FTLN 0995 From him, the native and true challenger.
KING OF FRANCE  FTLN 0996Or else what follows?
EXETER 
FTLN 0997 Bloody constraint, for if you hide the crown
FTLN 0998105 Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it.
FTLN 0999 Therefore in fierce tempest is he coming,
FTLN 1000 In thunder and in earthquake like a Jove,
FTLN 1001 That, if requiring fail, he will compel,
FTLN 1002 And bids you, in the bowels of the Lord,
FTLN 1003110 Deliver up the crown and to take mercy
FTLN 1004 On the poor souls for whom this hungry war
FTLN 1005 Opens his vasty jaws, and on your head
FTLN 1006 Turning the widows’ tears, the orphans’ cries,
FTLN 1007 The dead men’s blood, the privèd maidens’
FTLN 1008115 groans,
FTLN 1009 For husbands, fathers, and betrothèd lovers
FTLN 1010 That shall be swallowed in this controversy.
FTLN 1011 This is his claim, his threat’ning, and my message—
FTLN 1012 Unless the Dauphin be in presence here,
FTLN 1013120 To whom expressly I bring greeting too.
KING OF FRANCE 
FTLN 1014 For us, we will consider of this further.

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FTLN 1015 Tomorrow shall you bear our full intent
FTLN 1016 Back to our brother of England.
DAUPHIN , to Exeter  FTLN 1017 For the Dauphin,
FTLN 1018125 I stand here for him. What to him from England?
EXETER 
FTLN 1019 Scorn and defiance, slight regard, contempt,
FTLN 1020 And anything that may not misbecome
FTLN 1021 The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.
FTLN 1022 Thus says my king: an if your father’s Highness
FTLN 1023130 Do not, in grant of all demands at large,
FTLN 1024 Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his Majesty,
FTLN 1025 He’ll call you to so hot an answer of it
FTLN 1026 That caves and womby vaultages of France
FTLN 1027 Shall chide your trespass and return your mock
FTLN 1028135 In second accent of his ordinance.
DAUPHIN 
FTLN 1029 Say, if my father render fair return,
FTLN 1030 It is against my will, for I desire
FTLN 1031 Nothing but odds with England. To that end,
FTLN 1032 As matching to his youth and vanity,
FTLN 1033140 I did present him with the Paris balls.
EXETER 
FTLN 1034 He’ll make your Paris Louvre shake for it,
FTLN 1035 Were it the mistress court of mighty Europe.
FTLN 1036 And be assured you’ll find a difference,
FTLN 1037 As we his subjects have in wonder found,
FTLN 1038145 Between the promise of his greener days
FTLN 1039 And these he masters now. Now he weighs time
FTLN 1040 Even to the utmost grain. That you shall read
FTLN 1041 In your own losses, if he stay in France.
KING OF FRANCE 
FTLN 1042 Tomorrow shall you know our mind at full.
Flourish.
EXETER 
FTLN 1043150 Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our king

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FTLN 1044 Come here himself to question our delay,
FTLN 1045 For he is footed in this land already.
KING OF FRANCE 
FTLN 1046 You shall be soon dispatched with fair conditions.
FTLN 1047 A night is but small breath and little pause
FTLN 1048155 To answer matters of this consequence.
Flourish. They exit.

Enter Chorus.

CHORUS 
FTLN 1049 Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies
FTLN 1050 In motion of no less celerity
FTLN 1051 Than that of thought. Suppose that you have seen
FTLN 1052 The well-appointed king at Dover pier
FTLN 10535 Embark his royalty, and his brave fleet
FTLN 1054 With silken streamers the young Phoebus
FTLN 1055 fanning.
FTLN 1056 Play with your fancies and in them behold,
FTLN 1057 Upon the hempen tackle, shipboys climbing.
FTLN 105810 Hear the shrill whistle, which doth order give
FTLN 1059 To sounds confused. Behold the threaden sails,
FTLN 1060 Borne with th’ invisible and creeping wind,
FTLN 1061 Draw the huge bottoms through the furrowed sea,
FTLN 1062 Breasting the lofty surge. O, do but think
FTLN 106315 You stand upon the rivage and behold
FTLN 1064 A city on th’ inconstant billows dancing,
FTLN 1065 For so appears this fleet majestical,
FTLN 1066 Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow!
FTLN 1067 Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy,
FTLN 106820 And leave your England, as dead midnight still,
FTLN 1069 Guarded with grandsires, babies, and old women,
FTLN 1070 Either past or not arrived to pith and puissance,
FTLN 1071 For who is he whose chin is but enriched
FTLN 1072 With one appearing hair that will not follow

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FTLN 107325 These culled and choice-drawn cavaliers to France?
FTLN 1074 Work, work your thoughts, and therein see a siege;
FTLN 1075 Behold the ordnance on their carriages,
FTLN 1076 With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur.
FTLN 1077 Suppose th’ Ambassador from the French comes
FTLN 107830 back,
FTLN 1079 Tells Harry that the King doth offer him
FTLN 1080 Katherine his daughter and with her, to dowry,
FTLN 1081 Some petty and unprofitable dukedoms.
FTLN 1082 The offer likes not, and the nimble gunner
FTLN 108335 With linstock now the devilish cannon touches,
Alarum, and chambers go off.
FTLN 1084 And down goes all before them. Still be kind,
FTLN 1085 And eke out our performance with your mind.
He exits.

Enter the King of England, Exeter, Bedford, and
Gloucester. Alarum. Enter Soldiers with scaling
ladders at Harfleur.

KING HENRY 
FTLN 1086 Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once
FTLN 1087 more,
FTLN 1088 Or close the wall up with our English dead!
FTLN 1089 In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man
FTLN 10905 As modest stillness and humility,
FTLN 1091 But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
FTLN 1092 Then imitate the action of the tiger:
FTLN 1093 Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
FTLN 1094 Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage,
FTLN 109510 Then lend the eye a terrible aspect,
FTLN 1096 Let it pry through the portage of the head
FTLN 1097 Like the brass cannon, let the brow o’erwhelm it
FTLN 1098 As fearfully as doth a gallèd rock

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FTLN 1099 O’erhang and jutty his confounded base
FTLN 110015 Swilled with the wild and wasteful ocean.
FTLN 1101 Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide,
FTLN 1102 Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit
FTLN 1103 To his full height. On, on, you noblest English,
FTLN 1104 Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof,
FTLN 110520 Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
FTLN 1106 Have in these parts from morn till even fought,
FTLN 1107 And sheathed their swords for lack of argument.
FTLN 1108 Dishonor not your mothers. Now attest
FTLN 1109 That those whom you called fathers did beget you.
FTLN 111025 Be copy now to men of grosser blood
FTLN 1111 And teach them how to war. And you, good
FTLN 1112 yeomen,
FTLN 1113 Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
FTLN 1114 The mettle of your pasture. Let us swear
FTLN 111530 That you are worth your breeding, which I doubt
FTLN 1116 not,
FTLN 1117 For there is none of you so mean and base
FTLN 1118 That hath not noble luster in your eyes.
FTLN 1119 I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
FTLN 112035 Straining upon the start. The game’s afoot.
FTLN 1121 Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
FTLN 1122 Cry “God for Harry, England, and Saint George!”
Alarum, and chambers go off.
They exit.

Enter Nym, Bardolph, Pistol, and Boy.

BARDOLPH  FTLN 1123On, on, on, on, on! To the breach, to the
FTLN 1124 breach!
NYM  FTLN 1125Pray thee, corporal, stay. The knocks are too hot,
FTLN 1126 and, for mine own part, I have not a case of lives.
FTLN 11275 The humor of it is too hot; that is the very plainsong
FTLN 1128 of it.

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PISTOL “The plainsong” FTLN 1129 is most just, for humors do
FTLN 1130 abound.
FTLN 1131 Knocks go and come. God’s vassals drop and die,
Sings FTLN 113210  And sword and shield,
FTLN 1133  In bloody field,
FTLN 1134 Doth win immortal fame.
BOY  FTLN 1135Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would
FTLN 1136 give all my fame for a pot of ale, and safety.
PISTOL  FTLN 113715And I.
Sings FTLN 1138 If wishes would prevail with me,
FTLN 1139 My purpose should not fail with me,
FTLN 1140  But thither would I hie.
BOY  sings  FTLN 1141  As duly,
FTLN 114220  But not as truly,
FTLN 1143 As bird doth sing on bough.

Enter Fluellen.

FLUELLEN 
FTLN 1144 Up to the breach, you dogs! Avaunt, you cullions!
PISTOL  FTLN 1145Be merciful, great duke, to men of mold. Abate
FTLN 1146 thy rage, abate thy manly rage, abate thy rage, great
FTLN 114725 duke. Good bawcock, ’bate thy rage. Use lenity,
FTLN 1148 sweet chuck.
NYM , to Fluellen  FTLN 1149These be good humors. Your Honor
FTLN 1150 wins bad humors.
All but the Boy exit.
BOY  FTLN 1151As young as I am, I have observed these three
FTLN 115230 swashers. I am boy to them all three, but all they
FTLN 1153 three, though they would serve me, could not be
FTLN 1154 man to me. For indeed three such antics do not
FTLN 1155 amount to a man: for Bardolph, he is white-livered
FTLN 1156 and red-faced, by the means whereof he faces it out
FTLN 115735 but fights not; for Pistol, he hath a killing tongue
FTLN 1158 and a quiet sword, by the means whereof he breaks
FTLN 1159 words and keeps whole weapons; for Nym, he hath
FTLN 1160 heard that men of few words are the best men, and

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FTLN 1161 therefore he scorns to say his prayers, lest he should
FTLN 116240 be thought a coward, but his few bad words are
FTLN 1163 matched with as few good deeds, for he never broke
FTLN 1164 any man’s head but his own, and that was against a
FTLN 1165 post when he was drunk. They will steal anything
FTLN 1166 and call it purchase. Bardolph stole a lute case, bore
FTLN 116745 it twelve leagues, and sold it for three halfpence.
FTLN 1168 Nym and Bardolph are sworn brothers in filching,
FTLN 1169 and in Calais they stole a fire shovel. I knew by that
FTLN 1170 piece of service the men would carry coals. They
FTLN 1171 would have me as familiar with men’s pockets as
FTLN 117250 their gloves or their handkerchers, which makes
FTLN 1173 much against my manhood, if I should take from
FTLN 1174 another’s pocket to put into mine, for it is plain
FTLN 1175 pocketing up of wrongs. I must leave them and seek
FTLN 1176 some better service. Their villainy goes against my
FTLN 117755 weak stomach, and therefore I must cast it up.
He exits.

Enter Fluellen and Gower.

GOWER  FTLN 1178Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to
FTLN 1179 the mines; the Duke of Gloucester would speak
FTLN 1180 with you.
FLUELLEN  FTLN 1181To the mines? Tell you the Duke it is not so
FTLN 118260 good to come to the mines, for, look you, the mines
FTLN 1183 is not according to the disciplines of the war. The
FTLN 1184 concavities of it is not sufficient, for, look you, th’
FTLN 1185 athversary, you may discuss unto the Duke, look
FTLN 1186 you, is digt himself four yard under the countermines.
FTLN 118765 By Cheshu, I think he will plow up all if
FTLN 1188 there is not better directions.
GOWER  FTLN 1189The Duke of Gloucester, to whom the order of
FTLN 1190 the siege is given, is altogether directed by an
FTLN 1191 Irishman, a very valiant gentleman, i’ faith.
FLUELLEN  FTLN 119270It is Captain Macmorris, is it not?
GOWER  FTLN 1193I think it be.

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FLUELLEN  FTLN 1194By Cheshu, he is an ass, as in the world. I
FTLN 1195 will verify as much in his beard. He has no more
FTLN 1196 directions in the true disciplines of the wars, look
FTLN 119775 you, of the Roman disciplines, than is a puppy dog.

Enter Captain Macmorris, and Captain Jamy.

GOWER  FTLN 1198Here he comes, and the Scots captain, Captain
FTLN 1199 Jamy, with him.
FLUELLEN  FTLN 1200Captain Jamy is a marvelous falorous gentleman,
FTLN 1201 that is certain, and of great expedition and
FTLN 120280 knowledge in th’ aunchient wars, upon my particular
FTLN 1203 knowledge of his directions. By Cheshu, he will
FTLN 1204 maintain his argument as well as any military man
FTLN 1205 in the world in the disciplines of the pristine wars
FTLN 1206 of the Romans.
JAMY  FTLN 120785I say gudday, Captain Fluellen.
FLUELLEN  FTLN 1208Godden to your Worship, good Captain
FTLN 1209 James.
GOWER  FTLN 1210How now, Captain Macmorris, have you quit
FTLN 1211 the mines? Have the pioners given o’er?
MACMORRIS  FTLN 121290By Chrish, la, ’tish ill done. The work ish
FTLN 1213 give over. The trompet sound the retreat. By my
FTLN 1214 hand I swear, and my father’s soul, the work ish ill
FTLN 1215 done. It ish give over. I would have blowed up the
FTLN 1216 town, so Chrish save me, la, in an hour. O, ’tish ill
FTLN 121795 done, ’tish ill done, by my hand, ’tish ill done.
FLUELLEN  FTLN 1218Captain Macmorris, I beseech you now,
FTLN 1219 will you voutsafe me, look you, a few disputations
FTLN 1220 with you as partly touching or concerning the
FTLN 1221 disciplines of the war, the Roman wars? In the way
FTLN 1222100 of argument, look you, and friendly communication,
FTLN 1223 partly to satisfy my opinion, and partly for the
FTLN 1224 satisfaction, look you, of my mind, as touching the
FTLN 1225 direction of the military discipline, that is the point.
JAMY  FTLN 1226It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captens bath,

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FTLN 1227105 and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick
FTLN 1228 occasion, that sall I, marry.
MACMORRIS  FTLN 1229It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save
FTLN 1230 me. The day is hot, and the weather, and the wars,
FTLN 1231 and the King, and the dukes. It is no time to
FTLN 1232110 discourse. The town is beseeched. An the trumpet
FTLN 1233 call us to the breach and we talk and, be Chrish, do
FTLN 1234 nothing, ’tis shame for us all. So God sa’ me, ’tis
FTLN 1235 shame to stand still. It is shame, by my hand. And
FTLN 1236 there is throats to be cut, and works to be done,
FTLN 1237115 and there ish nothing done, so Christ sa’ me, la.
JAMY  FTLN 1238By the Mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves
FTLN 1239 to slomber, ay’ll de gud service, or I’ll lig i’
FTLN 1240 th’ grund for it, ay, or go to death. And I’ll pay ’t as
FTLN 1241 valorously as I may, that sall I suerly do, that is the
FTLN 1242120 breff and the long. Marry, I wad full fain heard
FTLN 1243 some question ’tween you tway.
FLUELLEN  FTLN 1244Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, under
FTLN 1245 your correction, there is not many of your
FTLN 1246 nation—
MACMORRIS  FTLN 1247125Of my nation? What ish my nation? Ish a
FTLN 1248 villain and a basterd and a knave and a rascal. What
FTLN 1249 ish my nation? Who talks of my nation?
FLUELLEN  FTLN 1250Look you, if you take the matter otherwise
FTLN 1251 than is meant, Captain Macmorris, peradventure I
FTLN 1252130 shall think you do not use me with that affability as,
FTLN 1253 in discretion, you ought to use me, look you, being
FTLN 1254 as good a man as yourself, both in the disciplines of
FTLN 1255 war and in the derivation of my birth, and in other
FTLN 1256 particularities.
MACMORRIS  FTLN 1257135I do not know you so good a man as
FTLN 1258 myself. So Chrish save me, I will cut off your head.
GOWER  FTLN 1259Gentlemen both, you will mistake each other.
JAMY  FTLN 1260Ah, that’s a foul fault.
A parley sounds.
GOWER  FTLN 1261The town sounds a parley.

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FLUELLEN  FTLN 1262140Captain Macmorris, when there is more
FTLN 1263 better opportunity to be required, look you, I will
FTLN 1264 be so bold as to tell you I know the disciplines of
FTLN 1265 war, and there is an end.
They exit.