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SHAKSPERE'S 
 
 HISTORICAL PLAY OF 
 
 Henry the Fifth, 
 
 Arranged for Representation in Five Acts, 
 
 BY 
 
 CHARLES CALVERT, 
 
 AND PRODUCED UNDER HIS DIRECTION AT 
 
 BOOTH'S THEATRE, 
 
 FEBRUARY, 1875. 
 
 NEW YORK 
 SAMUEL FRENCH 
 
 PUBLISHER 
 
 26 WEST 22D STREET 
 
 LONDON 
 
 SAMUEL FRENCH 
 
 PUBLISHER 
 89, STRAND 
 

PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 For the Explanatory Notes in this Edition of Henry the 
 Fifth the following authorities have been consulted : 
 
 Nicolas' History of the Battle of Agincourt. 
 
 Fabyan. Tyler. Stow. Froissart. 
 
 Encyclopaedia Britannica. 
 
 Sandford's Genealogical History. 
 
 Hall's Chronicle. 
 
 The Chronicle of Hardyng. 
 
 Holinshed. Monstrelet. 
 
 Sharon Turner. Hume. 
 
 The Notes on Heraldry, by Alfred Darbyshire, Esq. (See 
 Appendix.) 
 
 M19564* 
 
Authorities consulted by J. D. Watson, Esq., for the 
 Costumes, Arms, and Armour of Henry the Fifth, as repre- 
 sented at the Prince's Theatre. 
 
 1. The Monumental Effigies of Great Britain, by C. A. 
 
 Stothard, F.S.A. 
 2 Dress and Habits of the People of England, by Joseph 
 
 Strutt. 
 
 3. Regal and Ecclesiastical Antiquities, by Joseph Strutt. 
 4. History of British Costume, by J. R. Planche, F.S.A. 
 5. Costume in England a History of Dress, by F. W. 
 
 Fairholt, F.S.A. 
 6. Dresses and Decorations of the Middle Ages, by Henry 
 
 Shaw, F.S.A. 
 
 7 Military Antiquities, by Francis Grose, F.A.S. 
 8. Ancient Armour and Weapons in Europe, by John 
 
 Hewitt. 
 
 9. Old England, by Charles Knight. 
 10. A Manual of Monumental Brasses, by Rev. Herbert 
 
 Harries, M.A. 
 11. Enquiries into the Origin and Progress of the Science 
 
 of Heraldry in England, by J. Dallaway, A. M. 
 12. A History of Caricature and of the Grotesque in Art, 
 
 by Thomas Wright, M.A., F.S.A., etc. 
 13. Les Arts au Moyen Age, by P. Lacroix. 
 14. Moeurs, Usages, et Costumes, au Moyen Age, by P. 
 Lacroix. 
 
PERSONS REPRESENTED 
 
 RUMOR, as CHORUS 
 
 KING HENRY V 
 
 DUKEOFGLOSTER..( Brothersto ).. 
 DUKE OF BEDFORD.. . ( the King ' J .. 
 DUKE OF EXETER, Uncle to the King, 
 
 DUKE OF YORK, Cousin to the King 
 
 EARL OF SALISBURY 
 
 EARL OF WESTMORELAND 
 
 EARL OF WARWICK 
 
 ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY. . . . 
 
 BISHOP OF ELY 
 
 EARL OF CAMBRIDGE f | 
 
 LORD SCROOP J |.l .a 
 
 SIR THOMAS GREY . , 
 
 l!J- 
 
SIR THOMAS ERPINGHAM f 
 GOWER 
 
 MACMORRIS gg 
 
 M 
 FLUELLEN 1 
 
 JAMEY 
 
 BATES "] 
 
 Soldiers in 
 
 COURT 1 King Henry's 
 
 Army. 
 WILLIAMS . . . j 
 
 f Formerly Servants to 
 J Falstaff, now Soldiers 
 ] in King Henry's 
 
 PISTOL [ 
 
 BOY, Servant to the above 
 
 AHERALD 
 
 CHARLES VI., King of France 
 
 LEWIS, the Dauphin 
 
 DUKE OF BURGUNDY 
 
 DUKE OF ORLEANS 
 
 DUKE OF BOURBON 
 
 A FRENCH SOLDIER 
 
 THE CONSTABLE OF FRANCE .... 
 
 RAMBURES, ( ) 
 
 J French Lords. [ 
 GRANDPRE, . . . . ( J , 
 
 GOVERNOR OF HARFLEUR 
 
 MONTJOY, a French Herald 
 
 THE BISHOP OF BOURGES 
 
 PRINCESS KATHERINE 
 
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 DAME QUICKLY, (Pistol's Wife,) an Hostess, 
 
 ISABEL, Queen of France 
 
 ALICE, a lady attendant upon the Princess Katherine, 
 
 Civic and Ecclesiastical Dignitaries, Knights, Nobles, Pages, 
 
 Ladies of the Court, and other Attendants; 
 
 Soldiers, Citizens, etc., etc. 
 
 The following historical characters of the time are also 
 represented in the various scenes of the play: John de 
 Holland, Earl of Huntington ; Harry, Lord Fitzhugh ; William, 
 Sire de Willoughby; John, Sire de Clifford; Thomas of 
 Lancaster, Duke of Clarence ; Sir John Blount ; Thomas 
 Fitzallen, Earl of Arundell ; John Mowbray, Earl Marshall; 
 Thomas, Lord Camoys; Sir William Harrington; Gilbert, 
 Lord Talbot; Gilbert, Lord lloos; Richard de Vere, Earl of 
 Oxford ; Walter, Lord Ilungerford ; Thomas, Baron Carew ; 
 Clyntou ; John Cornwall, Knt., afterwards Lord Fanhope ; 
 Lord Ferris ; William-de-la-Zouche ; Sir Richard Hastings ; 
 Sir William Botelor ; Sir John Asheton, Knt. ; John, Lord 
 Maltravers; Hugh Stafford, Lord Bourchier; Stanley; Sir 
 Gilbert Umfreville, Earl of Kyme; Sir Simon Felbridge ; 
 Lewis Robsart, afterwards Lord Bouchier ; Edmond Mortimer, 
 Earl *f March ; Duke of Alencon. 
 
SHAKSPERE'S 
 
 HENRY THE FIFTH. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 RUMOUR appears as Chorus. 
 
 O for a muse of fire, that would ascend 
 
 The brightest heaven of invention ! 
 
 A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, 
 
 And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! 
 
 Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, 
 
 Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, 
 
 Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, eword, and fire, 
 
 Crouch for employment. 
 
 Suppose, within the girdle of these walls 
 
 Are now confin'd two mighty monarchies, 
 
 Whose high upreared and abutting fronts 
 
 The perilous, narrow ocean parts asunder. 
 
 Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; 
 
 Into a thousand parts divide one man 
 
 And make imaginary puissance : 
 
 Thirk, when we talk of horses, that you see them 
 
 Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth : 
 
 For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, 
 
 Carry them here and there ; jumping o'er times; 
 
 Turning the accomplishment of many years 
 
 Into an hour-glass ; For the which supply, 
 
 Admit me chorus to this history. 
 
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 SCENE 1. 
 
 THE THRONE ROOM 
 
 IN THE PALACE AT WESTMINSTER 
 
 
 
 Present, the Dukes of Bedford (a) and Gloster,(fy Exeter, Warwick, 
 Westmoreland; others in attendance. 
 
 Enter tlie KING.(C) 
 
 K. Hen. Where is my gracious lord of Canterbury? 
 
 Exe.(d) Not here in presence. 
 
 K. Hen. Send for him, good uncle. 
 
 West. Shall we call in the ambassador, my liege? 
 
 K. Hen. Not yet, my cousin ; we would be resolv'd, 
 Before we hear him, of some things of weight 
 That tasK our thoughts, concerning us and France. 
 
 Enter the Archbishop of CANTERBURY^) and Bishop of ELY, 
 with attendants. 
 
 Cant. God and his angles guard your sacred throne, 
 And make you long become it. 
 
 K. Hen. Sure, we thank you 
 
 My learned lord, we pray you to proceed : 
 And justly and religiously unfold, 
 Why the law Salique,($r) that they have in France, 
 Or should, or should not, bar us in our claim. 
 And heaven forbid, my dear and faithful lord, 
 That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading, 
 Or nicely charge your understanding soul, 
 With opening titles miscreate, whose right 
 Suits not in native colours with the truth ; 
 We charge you, in the name of Heaven, take heed : 
 For never two such kingdoms did contend 
 Without much fall of blood ; whose guiltless drops 
 
 (a) John, Dnke of Bedford, was the third son of King Henry IV., 
 bis brother, Henry V., left to him the Regency of France. He die< 
 The year 1435. This duke was accounted one of the best generals of 
 royal race of Plantaganet. 
 
 (ft) Humphrey. Duke of Oloster, was the fourth son of King Henry 
 and on the death of his brother, Henry V., became Regent of Engh 
 It is generally supposed he was strangled. His death took place in 
 year 1446. 
 
 (c) Henry the V. of that name, nnd sonc of Henry the IIII. began 
 reygne over this reahne of Englando yi; xxi day of the monetl 
 Marche. * * * This man, before ye deth of hi.s fader, apply ed 1 
 unto all vyce and insolency, and drewe unto hym all ryot tours 
 wylde dysposed persons ; but after he wan admytted to the rule of 
 Uinde, aiione and sodaynly he became a newe man, and tourned all 
 rage and wyldnes into sobernesse and wyse sadnesse, and the vyce 
 COP tan t vertue. Fabyan. 
 
 He was Duke of Lancaster and Earl of Chester and Derby. Tyler. 
 
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 Are every one a woe, a sore complaint, 
 
 'Gainst him whose wrongs gives edge unto the swords 
 
 That make such waste in brief mortality. 
 
 Under this conjuration, speak, my lord : 
 
 Cant.(h) Then hear me, gracious sovereign ; and you peers, 
 That owe yourselves, your lives, and services, 
 To this imperial throne : There is no bar 
 To make against your highness' claim to France, 
 But this, which they produce from Pharamond, 
 " In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant," 
 " No woman shall succeed in Salique land ;" 
 Which Salique land the French unjustly gloze 
 To be the realm of France, and Pharamond 
 The founder of this law and female bar. 
 Yet their own authors faithfully affirm 
 That the land of Salique is in Germany, 
 Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe : 
 
 K. Hen, May I, with right and conscience, make this claim? 
 
 Cant. The sin upon my head, dread sovereign ! 
 For in the Book of Numbers it is writ, 
 When the son dies, let the inheritance 
 Descend unto the daughter. Gracious lord, 
 Stand for your own ; unwind your bloody flag ; 
 Look back into your mighty ancestors : 
 Go, my dread lord, to your great grand sire's tomb, 
 From whom you claim ; invoke his warlike spirit, 
 And your great-uncle's, Edward the Black Prince ; 
 Who on the French ground play'd a tragedy, 
 Making defeat on the full power of France ; 
 Whiles his most mighty father on a hill 
 Stood smiling, to behold his lion's whelp 
 Forage in blood of French nobility. 
 
 West. Awake remembrance of these valiant dead, 
 And with your puissant arm renew their feats: 
 You are their heir, you sit upon their throne ; 
 The blood and courage, that renowned them, 
 Runs in your veins ; and my thrice-puissant liege 
 Is in the very May-morn of his youth, 
 Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises. 
 
 Exe. Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth 
 
 (d) Exeter was half brother to King Henry IV., being one of the sons of 
 John of Gaunt, by Catherine Swynforn. 
 
 (e) Henry Chichely, a Carthusian monk, recently promoted to the see of 
 Canterbury. 
 
 (/) John Fordham, consecrated 1388 ; died, 1426. 
 
 \g) THE LAW SALIQUE. According to this law no woman was permitted 
 to govern or be a queen in her own right. The title was only allowed to 
 the wife of the monarch. This law was imported from Germany by the 
 warlike Franks. 
 
 (h) The Archbishop's speech in this scene, explaining King Henry's title 
 to the crown of France-, ie closely copied from Holinshed's chronicle, 
 page 545. 
 
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 Do all expect that you should rouse yourself, 
 As did the former lions of your blood. 
 
 West. They know your grace hath cause, and means, and 
 
 might : 
 
 So hath your highness ; never king of England 
 Had nobles richer, and more loyal subjects ; 
 Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England, 
 And lie pavilion'd in the fields of France. 
 
 K. Hen. Call in the messenger sent from the dauphin. 
 
 Exit Herald with Lords. The KING ascends his throne. 
 
 Now we are resolved ;(d) and, by Heaven's help 
 And yours, the noble sinews of our power, 
 France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe, 
 Or break it all to peices: there we'll sit, 
 Ruling, in large and ample empery, 
 O'er France and all her almost kingly dukedoms, 
 Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn, 
 Tombless, with no remembrance over them. 
 
 Enter Ambassadors of France. (&) Attendants carrying a 
 treasure chest. 
 
 Now are we well prepared to know the treasure 
 Of our fair cousin dauphin ; for, we hear, 
 Your greeting is from him, not from the king, 
 
 Amb. May't please your majesty to give us leave 
 Freely to render what we have in charge ; 
 Or shall we sparingly show you far off 
 The dauphin's meaning, and our embassy? 
 
 K. Hen. We are no tyrant, but a Christian king ; 
 Therefore, with frank and with uncurbed plainness 
 Tell us the dauphin's mind. 
 
 Amb. Thus, then, in few. 
 
 Your highness, lately sending into France, 
 Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right 
 Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Third, 
 In answer of which claim, the prince our master 
 Says, that you savour too much of your youth ; 
 And bids you be advis'd, there's nought in France 
 
 (a) "About the middle of the year 1414, Henry V., influenced by the 
 pursuasions of Chichely, Archbishop of Canterbury, by the dying in- 
 junctions of his royal father, not to allow the kingdom to remain long 
 at peace, or more probably by those feelings of ambition, which were 
 no less natural to his age and character, than consonant with the man- 
 ners of the time in which he lived, resolved to assert that claim to the 
 crown of France which his great grandfather, Kiug Edward the Third, 
 had urged with such confidence and success." Nicolas's History of the 
 Battle of Agincourt. 
 
 (b) The charge of this Ambassade was committed unto the Erie of 
 "Vendosme to Mayster Bouratier, Archbyshop of Bourgues. * * * 
 And the King, sitting under his cloth of Estate, the said Ambassador had 
 accesse unto him. Stow. 
 
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 That can be with a nimble galliard won : 
 You cannot revel into dukedoms there. 
 He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit, 
 This tun of treasure ; and, in lieu of this, 
 Desires you, let the dukedoms that you claim 
 Hear no more of you. This the dauphin speaks. 
 
 K. Hen. What treasure, uncle ? 
 
 Exe. (Opening the chest.} Tennis-balls, my liege. 
 
 K. Hen. We are glad the dauphin is so pleasant with us ; 
 His present, and your pains, we thank you for : 
 When we have match'd our rackets to these balls, 
 We will in France, by Heaven's grace, play a set 
 Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard : 
 Tell him, he hath made a match with such a wrangler, 
 That all the courts of France will be disturb'd 
 With chaces. 
 
 But this lies all within the will of God, 
 To whom I do appeal ; and in whose name, 
 Tell you the dauphin, I am coming on 
 To venge me as I may, and to put forth 
 My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause. 
 So, get you hence in peace ; and tell the dauphin, 
 His jest will savour but of shallow wit, 
 When thousands weep, more than did laugh at it. 
 Convey them with safe conduct. Fare you well. 
 
 [Exeunt Ambassadors and Attendants. 
 
 Exe. This was a merry message. 
 
 K. Hen. We hope to make the sender blush at it. 
 
 [Descends from his throne, 
 Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour, 
 That may give furtherance to our expedition. 
 For we have now no thought in us but France ; 
 Therefore, let our proportions for these wars 
 Be soon collected ; and all things thought upon, 
 That may, with reasonable swiftness, add 
 More feathers to our wings ; for, Heaven before, 
 We'll chide this dauphin at his father's door. 
 
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 SCENE 2. 
 
 EASTCHEAP, LONDON. 
 EXTERIOR OF THE BOAR'S HEAD. 
 
 Enter NYM and BARDOLPH. 
 
 Bard. Well met, Corporal Nym. 
 
 Nym. Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph. 
 
 Bard. What, are Ancient Pistol and you friends yet? 
 
 Nym. For my part, I care not : I say little ; but when tima 
 shall serve, there shall be smiles ; but that shall be as it may. 
 I dare not fight, but I will wink, and hold out mine iron; 
 It is a simple one ; but what though ? It will toast cheese ; 
 and it will endure cold as another man's sword will ; and 
 there's an end. 
 
 Bard. I will bestow a breakfast to make you friends ; and 
 we'll be three sworn brothers to France ; let it be so, good 
 Corporal Nym. 
 
 Nym. 'Faith, I will live so long as I may, that's the certain 
 of it ; and when I cannot live any longer, I will do as I may ; 
 that is my rest, and that is the rendezvous of it. 
 
 Bard. It is certain, corporal, that he is married to Nell 
 Quickly: and, certainly, she did you wrong; for you were 
 troth-plight to her. 
 
 Nym. I cannot tell ; things must be as they may ; men 
 may sleep, and they may have their throats about them at that 
 time ; and, some say, knives have edges. It must be as it may ; 
 though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod. There 
 must be conclusions. Well, I cannot tell. 
 
 Enter PISTOL, Mrs. QUICKLY, and the BOY. 
 
 Bard. Here comes Ancient Pistol, and his wife: good 
 corporal, be patient here. How now, mine host Pistol ? 
 
 Fist. Base tike, call'st thou me host ? 
 Now, by this hand I swear, I scorn the t3rm ; 
 Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers. 
 
 Quick. (Perceiving Nym). O well-a-day, Lady, if he be not 
 here. Now we shall see wilful burglary and murther com- 
 mitted. Good Lieutenant Bardolph 
 
 Bard. Good corporal, offer nothing here. 
 
 Nym. Pish! 
 
 Pist. Pish for thee, Iceland dog ! thou prick eared cur 
 of Iceland. 
 
 Quick. Good Corporal Nym, show thy valor and put up thy 
 sword. 
 
 Nym. Will thou shog of ? I would have you solus. 
 
 [tiheathing ?iis sword. 
 
 Pist. Solus, egregious dog ? viper vile ! 
 The solus in thy most marvellous face ; 
 
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 The solus in thy teeth, and in thy throat, 
 And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, perdy ; 
 And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth ! 
 I do retort the solus in thy bowels ; 
 
 Nym. I am not Barbason, you cannot conjure me. I have 
 an humour to knock you indifferently well. If you grow 
 foul with me, Pistol, I will scour you with my rapier, as I 
 may, in fair terms; if you would walk off, I would prick 
 your hide a little, in good terms, as I may ; and that's the 
 humour of it. 
 
 Pist, O braggard vile, and damned furious wight ! 
 The grave doth gape, and doting death is near ; 
 Therefore exhale. [PISTOL and NYM draw. 
 
 Bard. Hear me, hear me, what I say: he that strikes 
 the first stroke, I'll run him up to the hilts, as I am a 
 soldier. 
 
 [Draws. 
 
 Pist. An oath of mickle might ; and fury shall abate. 
 Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give; 
 Thy spirits are most tall. 
 
 Nym. I will cut my throat, one time or other, in fair terms ; 
 that is the humour of it. 
 
 Pist. Coupe le gorge, that's the word ? I defy thee again. 
 O hound of Crete, think'stthou my spouse to get? 
 
 Bard. Come, shall I make you two friends. We must to 
 France together. Why the devil should we keep knives to 
 cut one another's throats ? 
 
 Pist. Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food howl on ! 
 
 Nym. You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at 
 betting ? 
 
 Pist. Base is the slave that pays. 
 
 Nym. That now I will have ; that's the humour of it. 
 
 Pist. As manhood shall compound : push home. 
 
 Bard. By this sword, he that makes the first thurst I'll kill 
 him ; by this sword, 1 will. 
 
 Pist. Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their course. 
 
 Bard. Corporal Nym, as thou wilt be friends, be friends : 
 and thou wilt not, why, then be enemies with me too. Prithee, 
 put up. 
 
 Nym. I shall have my eight shilings I won of you at betting. 
 
 Pist. A noble shalt thou have, and present pay ; 
 And liquor likewise will I give thee, 
 And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood : 
 I'll live by Nym, and Nym shall live by me ; 
 Is not this just ? for I shall sutler be 
 Unto the camp, and profits will accrue. 
 Give me thy hand. 
 
 Nym. I shall have my noble ? 
 
 Pist. In cash most justly paid. 
 
 Nym. Well, then, that's the humour of it. 
 
 Pist. Bardolph, be blithe f Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins ; 
 Boy, bristle thy courage up ; for Faletaff he is dead. 
 And we must yearn therefore. 
 
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 Bard. Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is. 
 Quick. Nay, sure, he's in Arthur's bosom, if ever man went 
 to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end, and went away an 
 it had been any christom child; 'a parted even just between 
 twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide: for after I 
 saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and 
 smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way 
 for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green 
 fields. How now, Sir John, quoth I : what, man ! be of good 
 cheer. So 'a cried out Heaven, Heaven, Heaven ! three or 
 four times: now I, to comfort him, bid him 'a should not 
 think of Heaven : I hoped there was no need to trouble him- 
 self with any such thoughts yet : So, 'a bade me lay more 
 clothes on his feet: I put my Land into the bed, and felt 
 them, and they were as cold as any stone. 
 Nym. They say, he cried out of sack. 
 Quick. Ay, that 'a did. 
 Bard. And of women. 
 Quick. Nay, that 'a did not. 
 
 Boy. Yes, that 'a did ; and said they were devils incarnate. 
 Quick. 'A could never abide carnation ; 'twas a colour he 
 never liked. 
 
 Boy. Do you not remember, 'a saw a flea stick upon Bar- 
 dolph's nose ; and 'a said it was a black soul burning in flames? 
 Bard. Well, the fuel is gone that maintained that fire ; 
 that's all the riches I got in his service. 
 
 Nym. Shall we shog? the king will be gone from South- 
 ampton. 
 
 PUt. 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, thby say. 
 Pist. Touch her soft mouth, and march. 
 Bard. Farewell, hostess. [Kissing her. 
 
 Nym. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it ; but adieu. 
 Pist. Let housewifery appear ; keep close, I thee command 
 Quick. Farewell ; adieu. [Exeunt. 
 
 Boy. As young as I am, I have observed these three swash- 
 ers. 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 antics do not amount to a man. For Bardolph, he 
 
 is white-livered, and red-faced ; 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 whole weapons. For Nym, he hath heard that 
 men of few words are the best men ; and therefore he scorn? 
 
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 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 &' 
 never broke any man's head but his own, and that was against 
 a post, when he was drunk. They will steal anything, and 
 call it purchase. Bardolph stole a lute-case ; bore it twelve 
 leagues, and sold it for three halfpence. Nym and Bardolph 
 are sworn brothers in filching. They would have me as 
 familiar with men's pockets, as their gloves or their handker- 
 chers : I must leave them and seek some better service : their 
 villainy goes against my weak stomach, and therefore 1 must 
 cast it up. [Exit. 
 
 Chorus Appears. 
 
 Now all the youth of England are on fire, 
 
 And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies ; 
 
 Now thrive the armourer's, and honour's thought 
 
 Reigns solely in the breast of every man : 
 
 They sell the pasture now, to buy the horse ; 
 
 Following the mirror of all Christian kings, 
 
 With winged heels, as English Mercuries. 
 
 For now sits expectation in the air ; 
 
 And hides a sword, from hilts unto the point, 
 
 With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets, 
 
 Promis'd to Harry and his followers. 
 
 The French, advis'd by good intelligence 
 
 Of this most dreadful preparation, 
 
 Shake in their fear ; and with pale policy 
 
 Seek to divert the English purposes. 
 
 O England 1 model to thy inward greatness, 
 
 Like little body with a mighty heart, 
 
 What might'st thou do, that honour would thee do 
 
 Were all thy children kind and natural ! 
 
 But see thy fault 1 France hath in thee found out 
 
 A nest of hollow bosoms which he fills 
 
 With treacherous crowns ; and three corrupted men, 
 
 One, Richard Earl of Cambridge ; and the second, 
 
 Henry Lord Scroop of Masham ; and the third, 
 
 Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland, 
 
 Have, for the gilt of France (O guilt, indeed !) 
 
 Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France ; 
 
 And by their hands this grace of kings must die 
 
 (If hell and treason hold their promises), 
 
 Ere he take ship for France. 
 
 The sum is paid ; the traitors are agreed ; 
 
 The king is set from London ; and the scene 
 
 Is now transported to Southampton : 
 
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 SCENE 3. 
 
 THE BEACH AT SOUTHAMPTON. 
 THE ENGLISH FLEET AT ANCHOR. () 
 
 EXETER, BEDFORD, WESTMORELAND, SCROOP, CAMBRIDGE^ 
 
 Lords, Soldiers, and Attendants discovered. 
 
 Bed. 'Fore Heaven, his grace is bold, to trust these traitors, (b) 
 
 Exe. They shall be apprehended by and by. 
 
 West. How smooth and even they do bear themselves ! 
 As if allegiance in their bosoms sat, 
 Crowned with faith and constant loyalty. 
 
 Bed. The king hath note of all that they intend, 
 By interception which they dream not of. (c) 
 
 Exfi. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, 
 Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours, 
 That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell 
 His sovereign's life to death and treachery ! 
 .. . 
 
 (a) The King had a vessel 186 feet in length from the onmost end of the 
 stern onto the post behind. The stern was in height 96 feet, and the keel 
 in length 112 feet. The topcassles were not the lorecassles, but were cas- 
 tellated enclosures at the mast heads, in which the pages to the officers 
 were stationed during an engagement, in order to annoy the enemy with 
 darts and other missiles. Vide Illuminations to Froissart. 
 
 Some had three and others only two masts, with short topmasts, and 
 a'-forestage" or " forecassle," consisting of a raised platform or Htatre, 
 which obtained the name of castle from its containing soldiers, and prob- 
 ably from its having bulwarks. Enc. Britt. 
 
 Tyler holds the opinion that Henry of Monmouth should be regarded as 
 the founder of the British Navy. Sir Henry Ellis, in his publication sug- 
 gests the same view, and many facts tend to confirm and illustrate it. 
 
 The Bett Rolls record the payment of a pension, which bears testimony 
 to the interest taken by Henry in his infant navy, and to the kindness with 
 which he rewarded those who had faithfully served him. The pension is 
 stated to have been given to John Hoggekyns, master carpenter, of special 
 grace, because by long working at the ships his body was much shaken 
 and worsted. 
 
 When he sailed from Southampton, in his first expedition to France, he 
 wont on board his own good ship " The Trinity." 
 
 The high importance which Henry attached to these rising bulwarks of 
 his country shows itself in various ways : in none more curious and 
 striking than (a fact, it is presumed, new to his history) in the solemn 
 religious ceremony with which they were consecrated before he committed 
 them to the mighty waters. One of the highest order of the Christian 
 
 ministry was employed, and similar devotions were performed tit the dedi- 
 cation of one of the royal "creat ships" as we should find in the consecra- 
 tion of a cathedral. They were called also by some of the holiest of all 
 names ever uttered by Christians. Thus Jit the completion of the good 
 ship "The Gracedieu," at Southampton, the venerable father in Christ, 
 the Bishop of Bungor, was commissioned by the King's council to proceed 
 li-um London, at the public expense, to consecrate it. Tyler. 
 
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 Enter the KING, attended. 
 
 _ZT. Hen. Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard. 
 My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham, 
 And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts : 
 Think you not, that the powers we bear with us 
 Will cut their passage through the force of France ; 
 Doing the execution, and the act, 
 For which we have in head assembled them ? 
 
 Scroop, (d) No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best. 
 
 K. Hen. I doubt not that : since we are well persuaded, 
 We carry not a heart with jus from hence 
 That grows not in a fair consent with ours ; 
 
 Cain, (e) Never was monarch better fear'd and lov'd 
 Than is your majesty ; there's not, I think, a subject 
 That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness 
 Under the sweet shade of your government. 
 
 Grey. True : those that were your father's enemies 
 Have steep'd their galls in honey and do serve you 
 With hearts create of duty and of zeal. 
 
 K. Hen. We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter 
 Enlarge the man committed yesterday, 
 That rail'd against our person ; we consider 
 It was excess of wine that set him on ; 
 And, on our more advice, we pardon him. 
 
 Scroop. That's mercy, but too much security : 
 Let him be punished, sovereign ; lest example 
 Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind. 
 
 K. Hen. O, let us yet be merciful. 
 
 Cam. So may your highness, and yet punish too. 
 
 Grey. Sir, you show great mercy if you give him life, 
 After the taste of much correction. 
 
 K. Hen. Alas, your too much love and care of me 
 Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch. 
 If little faults proceeding on distemper, 
 Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye 
 
 (5)His Men shipped, and the King himself ready to go on board: a con- 
 spiracy against his life is discovered, forged by Richard Earl of Cambridge, 
 Henry Lord Scroope of Masham, the Lord Treasurer, and Sir Thomas 
 Grey of Northumberland, who, being suborned by the French for a Million 
 of Gold, as upon their apprehension they confessed (though their indict- 
 ment contains other matter), were all three put to death 1 which was no 
 sooner performed but that the Wind blowing fair. King Henry weighs 
 Anchor, and with a Fleet, of 160 ships sets sail on Lady Day, An. 1414. 
 Sanford's Geneological History of the Kings. 
 
 (c)It is recorded that though this plot was solely to place the young 
 Earl of March on the throne, he himself informed the king of its exist- 
 ence so attached was he to the person of Henry, who had treated him with 
 unusual magnanimity. 
 
 (d) Henry, Lord Scroop of Masham, was third husband of Joan, Duchess 
 of York, (she had four) mother-in-law of Richard, Earl of Cambridge. 
 
 (e) Richard, Earl of Cambridge, was Richard de Conins bury, younger 
 son of Edmund of Lansrley, Duke of York. He was father of Richard, 
 Duke of York, father of Edward the Fourth. 
 
When capital crimes, cliew'd, swallow'd, and digested 
 
 Appear before us ? We'll yet enlarge that man? 
 
 1 hough Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey, in their dear care 
 
 And tender preservation of our person, 
 
 Would have him punish'd. And now 'to our French causes 
 
 Who are the late commissioners ? 
 Cam. I one, my lord ; 
 
 Your highness bade me ask for it to-day. 
 Scroop. So did you me, my liege. 
 Grey. And I, my royal sovereign. 
 K. Hen. Then, Richard, Earl of Cambridge, there is yours 
 
 There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham ; and, sir knight * 
 
 Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours : 
 
 Read them ; and know, I know your worthiness. 
 
 My Lord of Westmoreland and uncle Exeter, 
 
 We will aboard to-night. Why, how now, gentlemen ? 
 
 What see you in those papers, that you lose 
 
 So much complexion? Look ye, how they change ! 
 
 1 heir cheeks are paper. Why, what read you there, 
 
 lhat hath so cowarded and chas'd your blood 
 
 Out of appearance? 
 
 C" I do confess my fault ; 
 
 And do submit me to your highness' mercy 
 Grey, Scroop. To which we all appeal. 
 K. Hen. The mercy that was quick in us but late 
 
 By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd : 
 
 You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy ; 
 
 For your own reasons turn into your bosoms, 
 
 As dogs upon their masters, worrying you. 
 
 See you, my princes, and my noble peers, 
 
 These English monsters ! My Lord of Cambrige here, 
 
 You know how apt our love was, to accord 
 
 To furnish him with all appertinents 
 
 Belonging to his honour; and this man 
 
 Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspir'd, 
 
 And sworn unto the practices of France, 
 
 To kill us here in Hampton : to the which 
 
 This knight, no less for bounty bound to us 
 
 Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. But OJ 
 
 What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop ; thou cruel 
 
 Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature ! 
 
 Thou, that didst bear the key of all my counsels, 
 
 That almost mightst have coined me into gold, 
 
 Wouldst thou have practis'd on me for thy use ; 
 
 May it be possible, that foreign hire 
 
 Could out of thee extract one spark of evil, 
 
 That might annoy my finger ? 'tis so strange, 
 
 That, though the truth of it stands off as gross 
 
 As black from white, my eye will scarcely see it. 
 
 If that same demon, that hath gull'd thee thus, 
 
 Should with his lion gate walk the whole world, 
 
 He might return to vasty Tartar back, 
 
 And tell the legions, I can never win 
 
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 A soul so easy as that Englishman's. 
 
 O, how hast thou with jealousy infected 
 
 The sweetness of affiance ! Show men dutiful ? 
 
 Why, so didst thou : Seem they grave and learned? 
 
 Why, so didst thou : Come they of noble family ? 
 
 Why, so didst thou : Seem they religious ? 
 
 Why, so didst thou : I will weep for thee 
 
 For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like 
 
 Another fall of man. Their faults are open. 
 
 Arrest them to the answer of the law ; 
 
 And God acquit them of their practices ! 
 
 Exe. I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of Richard 
 earl of Cambridge. 
 
 I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of Henry lord 
 Scroop of Masham. 
 
 I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of Thomas Grey, 
 knight of Northumberland. 
 
 Scroop. Our purposes Heaven justly hath disco ver'd ; 
 And I repent my fault more than my death ; 
 Which I beseech your highness to forgive, 
 Although my body pay the price of it. 
 
 Cam. (a) For me, the gold of France did not seduce ; 
 Although I did admit it as a motive, 
 The sooner to effect what 1 intended. 
 
 K. Hen. Heaven quit you in its mercy ! Hear your sentence. 
 You have conspir'd against our royal person, 
 Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd, and from his coffers 
 Received the golden earnest of our death ; 
 Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter, 
 His princes and his peers to servitude, 
 His subjects to oppression and contempt 
 And his whole kingdom into desolation. 
 Touching our person, seek we no revenge ; (6) 
 But we our kingdom's safety must eo tender, 
 Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws 
 We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence, 
 P6or miserable wretches, to your death : 
 The taste whereof, God, of his mercy, give you 
 Patience to" endure, and true repentance ^ 
 
 Of all your dear offences ! Bear them hence. 
 
 [Exeunt Conspirators, guarded. 
 Now, lords, for France ; the enterprise whereof 
 Shall be to you, as us, like glorious. 
 We doubt not of a fair and lucky war ; 
 
 (a) The confession of the Earl of Cambridge, and his supplication for 
 me; cy in his own handwriting, are in the British Museum. 
 
 (V) This speech is taken from Holinshed : " Revenge herein touching 
 my person, though I seek not; yet for the safeguard of my dear friends, 
 and for due preservation of all sorts, I am by office to cause example to 
 be showed ; get ye hence, therefore, you poor miserable wretches, to the 
 receiving of your just reward, wherein God's majesty give you grace of 
 His mercy, and repentance of your heinous offeuces." 
 
Since Heaven so graciously hath brought to light 
 
 This dangerous treason, lurking in our way, 
 
 To hinder our beginnings ; 
 
 Then, forth, dear countrymen ; let us deliver 
 
 Our puissance into the hand of God, 
 
 Putting it straight in expedition, (a) 
 
 ACT II.-FRANCE. 
 
 SCENE 1. 
 
 A ROOM IN THE PALACE OF CHARLES 
 THE VI. 
 
 Enter tlie French KING,(&) attended by the DAUPHIN, the Duke 
 of BURGUNDY,^) the CONSTABLE, and others. 
 
 fr. King. Thus coine 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 of Bretagne, 
 Of Brabant and of Orleans, shall make forth, 
 And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift despatch, 
 To line and new repair our towns of war, 
 With men of courage, and means defendant. 
 
 Dau.(d) And let us do it with no show of fear ; 
 No, with no more, than if we heard that England 
 Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance : 
 For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd. 
 
 (a) But the grandest ship of all that went 
 
 Was that iu which our good king sailed. Old Battad. 
 
 (i)Charles VI., surnatned the Well-Beloved, was King of France during 
 the most disastrous period of its history. He ascended the throne in 1380, 
 when only thirteen years of age. In 1385 he married Isabella of Bavaria 
 who was equally remarkable for her beauty and her depravity. The 
 unfortunate king was subject to fits of insanity, which lasted for several 
 months at a time. On the 21st of October, 1422, seven years after the 
 battle of Agincoqrt, Charles VI. ended his unhappy life at the a<*e of 
 fifty-live, having reigned forty-two years. 
 
 (c)John, Duke of Burgundy, snrnamed the Fearless, succeeded to the 
 Dukedom in 1403. He caused the Duke of Orleans to be assassinated in the 
 streets of Paris, and was himself murdered August 28th 1419, on the bridge 
 of Montereau, at an interview with the Dauphin, afterwards Charles VII 
 John was succeeded by hia only son, who bore the title of Philip the Good, 
 Dake of Burgundy. 
 
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 Her sceptre so fantastically borne 
 
 By a vain, giddy, shallow, humourous youth, 
 
 That fear attends her not. 
 
 (Jon.(e) O peace, prince dauphin t 
 
 You are too much mistaken in this king : 
 Question, your grace, the late ambassadors, 
 With what great state he heard their embassy, 
 How well supplied with noble counsellors, 
 How modest in exception, and withal 
 How terrible in. constant resolution, 
 And you shall find, his vanities fore-spent 
 Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus, 
 Covering discretion with a coat of folly ; 
 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 
 The enemy more mighty than he seems : 
 
 Enter MONTJOY, who kneels at the KING'S feet. 
 
 Mont. Ambassadors from Harry, King of England, 
 Do crave admittance to your majesty. 
 
 Fr. King. We'll give them present audience. Go, and bring 
 them. 
 
 [Exeunt MONTJOY and Lords. 
 You see this chase is hotly folio w'd, friends. 
 
 Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit : for coward dogs 
 Most spend their mouths, when what they seem to threaten 
 Runs ar before them. Good my sovereign, 
 Take up the English short ; and let them know 
 Of what a monarchy you are the head : 
 
 Enter EXETER, attended ly English Lords, preceeded by 
 MONTJOY. 
 
 Fr. King. From our brother of England ? 
 
 Exe. From him ; and thus he greets your majesty. 
 He wills you, in the name of Heaven, 
 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 the wide-stretched honours that pertain, 
 
 (d)Lewis, the Dauphin, was the eldest eon of Charles the VI. lie was 
 born 22ml January, 1396, and died before his father. December 18th, 
 1415, in his twentieth year. History says " Shortly after the battte of 
 AgiiKXrart, either for melancholy that he had for the loss, or by some 
 sudden disease, Lewis, Dovphin of Viennois, heir apparent to the French 
 king, departed this life without issue." 
 
 (e)The Constable, Charles D'Albret, commanded the French army at the 
 battle of Agincourt, and was slain on the field. 
 
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 By custom and the ordinance of times, 
 
 Unto the crown of France. That you may know 
 
 'Tis no sinister nor no awkward claim, 
 
 Pick'd from the worm-holes of long vanished days, 
 
 Nor from the dust of long oblivion rak'd, 
 
 He sends you this most memorable line, 
 
 [Gives a paper to MONT JOY, who delivers 
 it kneeling to the KINO. 
 
 In every branch truly demonstrative ; 
 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. 
 
 FT. King. Or else what follows ? 
 
 Exe. Bloody constraint ; for if you hide the crown 
 Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it : 
 This is his claim, his threat'ning, and my message. 
 Unless the dauphin be in presence here, 
 To whom expressly I bring greeting to. 
 
 Fr. King. For us, we will consider of this further 
 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, comtempt. 
 And anything that may not misbecome 
 The mighty sender, doth he prize you at. 
 Thus says the 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 of it, 
 That caves and womby vaultages of France 
 Shall chide your trespass, and return your mock 
 In second accent of his ordinance. 
 
 Dau. Say, if my father render fair return, 
 It is against my will ; for I desire 
 Nothing but odds with England ; to that end, 
 As matching to his youth and vanity, 
 I did present him with the Paris balls. 
 
 Exe. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it. 
 
 Fr. King. To-morrow shall you know our mind at full. 
 
 Exe. Despatch us with all speed, lest that our king 
 Come here to question our delay ; 
 For he is footed in this land already. 
 
 Fr. King. You shall soon be despatch'd, with fair con* 
 
 ditions. 
 
 A night is but small breath, and little pause, 
 To answer matters of this consequence. 
 
 [Exit English party with MONT JOY and others 
 the French Lords group around the KING. 
 
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 CHORUS appears. 
 
 Thus with imagin'd wing our swift scene flies, 
 
 In motion of no less celerity 
 
 Than that of thought. Suppose that you have seen 
 
 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 
 
 To sounds confus'd : behold the threaden sails, 
 
 Borne with the invisible and creeping wind, 
 
 Draw the hugh bottoms through the furrow'd sea, 
 
 Breasting the lofty surge : O, do but think 
 
 You stand upon the rivage, and behold 
 
 A city on the inconsistant billows dancing ; 
 
 For so appears this fleet majestical, 
 
 Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow ! 
 
 Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy ; 
 
 And leave your England, as dead midnight still, 
 
 Guarded with grandsires, babies, and old women, 
 
 Either 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 : 
 
 Behold the ordnance on their carriages, 
 
 With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur, 
 
 The nimble gunner 
 
 With linstock now the devilish cannon touches, 
 
 And down goes all before them. 
 
 SCENE 2. 
 
 THE ENGLISH INTRENCHMENTS. 
 WITHIN BOWSHOT OF HARFLEUR. 
 
 The English repulsed from an attack on the Breach. 
 Enter King HENRY hastily, attended. 
 
 l. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; 
 Or close the wall up with our 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 tiger ; 
 Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, 
 
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 Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage : 
 
 Then lend the eye a terrible aspect ; 
 
 Let it pry through the portage of the head, 
 
 Bike the brass cannon ; let the brow o'erwhelm it, 
 
 As fearfully as doth a galled rock 
 
 O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, 
 
 Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. 
 
 Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide ; 
 
 Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit 
 
 To his full height ! On, on, you nobless English, 
 
 Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-prool ! 
 
 Fathers that, like so many Alexanders, 
 
 Have in these parts from morn till even fought, 
 
 And sheath'd their swords for lack of argument. 
 
 Dishonour not your mothers ; 
 
 Be copy now to men of grosser blood, 
 
 And teach them how to war ! And you, good yeomen, 
 
 Whose limbs were made in England, show us here 
 
 The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear 
 
 That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not ; 
 
 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 ; 
 
 Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge, 
 
 Cry God for Harry ! England ! and Saint George ! 
 
 King leads to the assault. 
 
 SCENE 3. 
 THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF THE MINES. 
 
 THE DUKE OF CLOSTER'S 
 
 QUARTERS. 
 
 Enter, alarmedly, BAKDOLPH, NYM, PISTOL, and the BOY. 
 
 Bard. On, on, on, on, on ! to the breach, to the breach ! 
 Nvm 'Pray thee, corporal, stay ; the knocks are 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; 
 Knocks go and come ; our vassals drop and die ; 
 And sword and t-hield, 
 In bloody field, 
 Doth win immortal fame. 
 
 Boy. 'Would I were in an alehouse in London 1 I would give 
 all my fame for a pot of ale and safety. 
 
Fist. And I : 
 
 If wishes would prevail with me, 
 My purpose should not fail with me, 
 
 But thither I would hie. [Exeunt. 
 
 Enter, severally, Captain GOWER and FLUELLEN. 
 
 Gow. Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to the 
 mines ; the Duke of Gloster would speak -with you. 
 
 Flu. To the mines ! tell you the duke it is not so good to 
 corne to the mines : For, look you, the mines is not according 
 to the disiplines of the war; the concavities of it is not 
 sufficient ; for, look you, th' athversars (you may discuss unto 
 the -duke, look you) is digged himself four yards under the 
 countermines ; by Saint Tavy. I think a' will plow up all, if 
 there is not better directions. 
 
 Gow. The Duke of Gloster, to whom the order of the siege 
 is given/a) is altogether directed by an Irishman ; a very 
 valiant gentleman, i' faith. 
 
 Flu. It is Captain Macmorris, is it not ? 
 
 Gow. I think it be. 
 
 Flu. By Saint Tavy, he is an ass as in the 'orld : I 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 puppy-dog. 
 
 Gow. Here 'a comes , and the Scots captain, Captain Jamy, 
 with him. 
 
 Flu. Captain Jamy is a marvellous falorous gentleman, 
 that is certain ; and of great expedition and knowledge in the 
 ancient wars, upon my particular knowledge of his directions : 
 by Saint Tavy, he wilf mantain his argument as well as any 
 military man in the 'orld in the disiplines of the pristine wars 
 of the Romans. 
 
 Enter MACMOHRIS and JAMY. 
 
 Jamy. I say, gud-day, Captain Fluellen. 
 
 Flu. God-den to your worship, goot Captain Jamy. 
 
 Gow. How now, Captain Macmorris? have you quit the 
 mines ? have the pioneers given o'er ? 
 
 Mac. By Saint Patrick, tish ill done: the work ish give 
 over, the trumpet sound the retreat. By my hand I swear, and 
 my father's soul, the work ish ill done; it ish give over; I 
 would have blowed up the town. O, tish ill done, tish ill 
 done ; by my hand, tish ill dor, -. 
 
 Flu. Captain Macmorris, 1 peseech you now, will yoq 
 voutsafe me, look you, a few disputations with you, as partly 
 touching or concerning the disciplines of the war, the Roman 
 war? 1 ., in the way of argument, look you, and friendly com- 
 
 (a) The Duke of Gloucester, to who Ihe ordre of the assaulte was 
 comittecl. made thre mynes under the ground, and approached 1 lie wallas 
 with ordinaunce and endues and would not suffer thtiin within to reste at 
 any tyme.Ilatt's Chronicle. 
 
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 munication ; partly to satisfy my opinion, and partly for the 
 satisfaction, look you, of my mind, as touching the direction of 
 the military discipline ? that is the point. 
 
 Jamy. It sail be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath ; 
 and I sail quit you with gud leve, as I may pick occasion, that 
 sail I, marry. 
 
 Mac. It is no time to discourse; the day is hot, and the 
 weather, and the wars, and the kings, and the dukes : it is no 
 time to discourse. The town is beseeched, and the trumpet 
 calls us to the breach ; and we talk, and, s'death, do nothing ; 
 'tis shame for us all: by Saint Patrick, '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. 
 
 Jamy. By the mess, ere these eyes of mine take themselves 
 to slumber, aile do gude service, or aile ligge i' the grund for 
 it ; ay, or go to death ; and aile pay it as valorously as I may, 
 that sail 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 it 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, perad venture I shall think you 
 do not use me with that affability as in discretion 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 
 
 Mac. I do not know you so good a man as myself: s'blood, 
 I will cut off your head. 
 
 Oow. Gentlemen, both, you will mistake each other. 
 
 [A parley sounded. 
 
 Oow. The town sounds a parley. 
 
 Flu. Captain Macmorris, when there is more better 
 opportunity to be required, look you, I will be so bold as to 
 tell you, 1 know the disciplines of war ; and there is an end. 
 
 [Exeunt. 
 
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 SCENE 4. 
 
 THE SIEGE OF HARFLEUR. 
 
 AT THE BREACH. 
 SIGNS OF A SEVERE CONFLICT. 
 
 The Governor of the Town appears on the walls with a Flag of Truce.(a) 
 King HENRY and others discovered. 
 
 K. Hen. How yet resolves the governor of the town ? 
 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 the 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-achieved Harfleur 
 Till in her ashes she lie buried. 
 The gates of mercy shall be all shut up ; 
 And the flesh'd soldier, rough and hard of heart, 
 In liberty of bloody hand shall range 
 With conscience wide as hell ; mowing like grass 
 Your fresh-fair virgins and your flowering infants. 
 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 
 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'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds 
 Of headly murther, spoil and villainy. 
 If not, why, in a moment, look to eee 
 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 dashed to the walls ; 
 Your naked infants spitted upon pikes ; 
 Whiles the mad mothers with their howls conf us'd 
 Do break the clouds, as did the wives of Jewry 
 At Herods bloody-hunting plaughtermen. 
 What say you ? will you yield, and this avoid ? 
 
 (a) Whiles at last thei bette the towne toures their, 
 And what the Kyng with faggottes that there were, 
 And his connyng werching under the wall, 
 With is Gunes castyng thei made ye ton re to fall. 
 
 The Chronicle of Hardyng, ccxiii. Chapiter. 
 
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 Oov. Our expectation hath this day an end : 
 The dauphin, whom of succors we entreated, 
 Returns us that his powers are yet not ready 
 To raise so great a siege. Therefore, great 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. Hen. Open your gates. Come, uncle Exeter, 
 Go 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 will retire to Calais. 
 To-night in Harfleur we will be your guest ; 
 To-morrow for the march are we address'd. 
 
 The English Army enter the Town. 
 
 SCENE 5. 
 
 THE FRENCH PALACE AT ROUEN. 
 
 Discovered the French KING, (a) the DAUPHIN, the Duke of 
 BOURBON, the CONSTABLE of France, ORLEANS, and others. 
 
 Fr. King. 'Tis certain he hath passed the river Somme. 
 
 Con. And if he be not fought withal, my lord, 
 Let us not live in France ; let us quit all, 
 And give our vineyards to a barbarous people. 
 
 Con. Mort de ma viof If they march along 
 Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom, 
 To buy a slobbery and a dirty farm 
 In that nook-shotten isle of Albion. 
 Dieu de battailesf where have they this mettle ? 
 
 Fr. King. Where is Montjoy, the herald ? speed him hence ; 
 Let him greet England with our sharp defiance. 
 Up, princes ; and, with spirit of honor edged, 
 More sharper than your swords, hie to the field ; 
 Charles De-la-bret, high constable of France ; 
 You dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berry, 
 Alengon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy ; 
 High dukes, great princes, barons, lords and knights, 
 For your great seats, now quit you of great shames, 
 Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our land 
 With pennons painted in the blood of Harfleur : 
 Bush on his host as doth the melted snow 
 
 (a) The French King being at Roan, and hering that the King of Eng- 
 land had -passed the water of Some, was not a little discontent. * * * 
 And BO Mx>untjoy, King at Armes, was sent to the King of Englando to 
 defye him as the enemie of Frauuce. Stowe, 
 
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 Upon the valleys ; whose low vassal seat 
 The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon ; 
 Go down upon him, you have power enough, 
 And in a captive chariot into Rouen 
 firing him our prisoner. 
 
 Con. This becomes the great. 
 
 Sorry am I his numbers are so few, 
 His soldiers sick and famished in their march ; 
 For, I am sure, when he shall see our army, 
 He'll drop his heart into the sink of fear, 
 And, for achievement, offer us his ransom. 
 
 FT. King. Therefore, lord constable, haste on Montjoy , 
 And let him say to England, that we send 
 To know what willing ransom he will give. 
 Prince dauphin, you shall stay with us in Rouen. 
 
 Dau. Not BO, I do beseech your majesty. 
 
 FT. King. Be patient, for you shall remain with us. 
 Now, forth, lord constable, and princes all ; 
 And quickly bring us word of England's fall. [Exeunt. 
 
 SCENE 6. 
 
 A VBEW IN PICARDY.W 
 
 Distant Battle heard. 
 Enter GOWER meeting FLUELLEN. 
 
 Gow. How now, Captain Fluellen ? come you from the 
 bridge ? 
 
 Flu. I assure you there is very excellent services committed 
 at the pridge. 
 
 Gow. Is the Duke of Exeter safe ? 
 
 Flu,. The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimous as Agamem- 
 non ; and a man that I love and honor with my soul, and my 
 heart, and my duty, and my life, and my living, and my utter- 
 most power : he is not (Heaven be praised and pleased 1) any 
 hurt in the 'orld ; but keeps the pridge most valiantly, with 
 excellent disciplines. There is an ancient there at the pridge, 
 I think, in my very conscience, he is as valiant a man as 
 Mark Antony ; and he is a man of no estimation i*i the 'orld ; 
 but I did see him do gallant service. 
 
 Gow. What do you call him ? 
 
 Flu. He is called Ancient Pistol. 
 
 Gow. I know him not. 
 
 (6) TLen the dolphin and other lordes of Frannce * * * brake the 
 brydge to lette ye kyng of his passage over ye water of Sum. Wherefore 
 he was coiistrayned to drawe towarde Pycardy. and PO pat-s by the ryver of 
 Peron, whereof the Frenshmen beynge ware assembled and lodgyed them 
 atcertayne 1 ownes named Agyncourt, Rolandcourt, and Blanzy, with all the 
 power of Fraunce. Fabyan^e Chronicles. 
 
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 Enter PISTOL. 
 
 Flu. Here is the man. 
 
 Pist. Captain, I thee beseech to do me favours ; 
 The Duke of Exeter doth love thee well. 
 
 Flu. Ay, I praise Got ; and I have merited some love at his 
 hands. 
 
 Pist. Bardolph, a soldier firm and sound of heart, 
 And of buxom valour, hath, by cruel fate, 
 And giddy fortune's furious fickle wheel, 
 That goddess blind, 
 That stands upon the rolling restless stone, 
 
 Flu. By your patience, Ancient Pistol, Fortune is painted 
 plind, with a muffler before her eyes, to signify to you that 
 fortune is plind : And she is painted also with a wheel ; to 
 signify to you, which is the moral of it, that she is turning, 
 and inconstant, and mutability, and variation : and her foot, 
 look you, is fixed upon a spherical stone, which rolls, and rolls, 
 and rolls ; In good truth, the poet makes a most excellent 
 description of it ; fortune is an excellent moral. 
 
 Pist. Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him ; 
 For he hath stol'n a pax, and hanged must a 3 be. 
 A damned death ? 
 
 Let gallows gape for dog, let man go free, 
 And let not hemp his windpipe suffocate : 
 But Exeter hath given the doom of death 
 For pax of little price. 
 
 Therefore, go speak, the duke will hear thy voice ; 
 And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut 
 With edge of penny cord, and vile reproach : 
 Speak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite. 
 
 Flu. Ancient Pistol, I do partly understand your meaning. 
 
 Pist. Why, then rejoice therefore. 
 
 Flu. Certainly, ancient, it is not a thing to rejoice at ; for 
 if, look you, he were my brother, I would desire the duke to 
 use his goot pleasure, and put him to executions; for disci- 
 plines ought to be used. 
 
 Pist. Die and be damned and figo for thy friendship. 
 
 Flu. It is well. 
 
 Pist. The fig of Spain ! [Exit PISTOL. 
 
 Flu. Very good. 
 
 Goto. Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rascal ; I remember 
 him now ; a thief ; a cutpurse. 
 
 Flu. I'll assure you, a' uttered as prave 'ords at the pridge, 
 as you shall see in a summer's day : But it is very well ; what 
 he has spoke to me, that is well, I warrant you, when time is 
 serve. 
 
 Gow. Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue ; that now and then 
 goes to the wars, to grace himself, at his return into London, 
 under the form of a soldier. 
 
 Flu. I do perceive he is not the man that he would gladly 
 make show to the 'orld he is ; if I find a hole in his coat, I will 
 tell him my mind. [Drum heard.'] Hark you, the king is 
 coming ; and I muat speak with him from the pridge. 
 
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 Enter King HENRY, GLOSTER, BEDFORD, WESTMORELAND, 
 Lords, and Soldiers. 
 
 Flu. Heaven pless your majesty ! 
 
 K. Hen. How now, Fluellen ? earnest tliou from the bridge ? 
 
 Flu. Ay, so please your majesty. The Duke of Exeter has 
 very gallantly maintained the pridge ; the French is gone off, 
 look you; and there is gallant and most prave passages: 
 Marry, th' athversary was have possession of the pridge ; but 
 he is enforced to retire, and the Duke of Exeter is master of 
 the pridge : I can tell your majesty, the Duke is a prave man. 
 
 K. Hen. What men have you lost, Fluellen ? 
 
 Flu. The perdition of th' athversary hath been very great, 
 reasonable great ; marry, for my part, I think the duke hath 
 lost never a man, but one that is like to be executed for rob- 
 bing a church, one Bardolph, if your majesty know the man: 
 his face is all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames of 
 fire ; and his lips plows at his nose, and it is like a coal of fire, 
 sometimes plue and sometimes red ; but his nose is executed, 
 and his fire's out. 
 
 K. Hen. We would have all such offenders so cut off : (a) 
 and we give express charge, that, in our marches through the 
 country, there be nothing compelled from the villages, noth- 
 ing 1 taken but paid for, none of the French upbraided or 
 abused in disdainful language ; For when lenity and cruelty 
 play for a kingdom, the gentler game&ter is the soonest 
 winner. 
 
 Enter MONTJOY and Attendants. 
 
 Mont. You know me by my habit. 
 
 K. lien. Well, then, I know thee ; What uiall I know of 
 thee? 
 
 Mont. My master's mind. 
 
 K. Hen. Unfold it. 
 
 Mont. Thus says my king : Say thou to Harry of England, 
 Though we seemed dead, we did but sleep : Advantage is a 
 better soldier than rashness. Tell him, we could have rebuked 
 him at Harfleur ; but that we thought not good to bruise an 
 injury till it were full ripe : now we speak upon our cue, and 
 our voice is imperial ; England shall repent his folly, see his 
 weakness, and admire our sufferance. Bid him, therefore, 
 consider of his ransom : which must proportion the losses we 
 
 (a) It will be seen by the following extract from an anonymous Chroni- 
 cler how minutely Shakespere has adhered to history: "There was 
 brought to the king in that plain a certain English robber, who, contrary 
 to the laws of God and the Royal proclamation, had stolen from a. church 
 a pix of copper gilt, found in his sleeve, which ho happened to mistake for 
 gold, in which the Lord's body was kept; and in the next village where 
 he passed the night, by decree of the King he was put to death on the 
 gallows." Titus Livius relates that Henry commanded his army to halt 
 until the sacrilege was expiated. He first caused the pix to be restored to 
 the church, and the offender was then led, bound as a thief, through the 
 army, and afterwards hung upon a tree, that every man might behold him. 
 
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 have borne, the subjects we have lost, the disgrace we have 
 digested ; which, in weight to re-answer, his pettiness would 
 bow under. For our losses his exchequer is too poor ; 
 for the effusion of our blood, the muster of his kingdom too 
 faint a number ; and, for our disgrace, his own person kneel- 
 ing at our feet, but a weak and worthless satisfaction. To this 
 add defiance ; and tell him for conclusion, he hath betrayed 
 his followers, whose cendemnation is pronounced. So far my 
 king and master, so much my office. 
 
 K. Hen. What is thy name ? I know thy quality. 
 
 Mont. Mont joy. 
 
 K. Hen. Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee back, 
 And tell thy king, -I do not seek him now ; 
 But could be willing to march on to Calais 
 Without impeachment ; for, to say the sooth, 
 (Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much 
 Unto an enemy of craft and vantage), 
 My people are with sickness much enfeebled ; 
 My numbers lessen'd ; and those few I have 
 Almost no better than so many French. 
 Yet, forgive me Heaven. 
 
 That I do brag thus ! this your air of France 
 Hath blown that vice in me ; I must repent. 
 Go, therefore, tell thy master here I am ; 
 My ransom is this frail and worthless trunk ; 
 My army but a weak and sickly guard ; 
 Yet, Heaven before, tell him we will come on, 
 Though France himself, and such another neighbour, 
 Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, Montjoy. 
 Go bid thy master well advise himself : 
 If we may pass, we will ; if we be hinder'd, 
 We shall your tawny ground with your red blood 
 Discolour ;(a) and so, Montjoy, fare you well. 
 The sum of all our answer is but this : 
 We would not seek a battle as we are : 
 Nor as we are, we say we will not shun it ; 
 So tell your master. 
 
 Mont. I shall deliver so. Thanks to your highness. 
 
 (Exit MONTJOY. 
 
 Glo. I hope they will not come upon us now. 
 
 K. Hen. We are in God's hand, brother, not in theirs. 
 
 (a) My desire is, that none of you be so unadvised, as to be the occasion 
 that I, in my defence, shall colour and make red your tawny ground with 
 the effusion of Christian blood. When he (Henry) had thus answered 
 the Herald, he gave him a great reward, and licensed him to depart 
 Holinshed. 
 
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 ACT III. 
 
 CHORUS appears. 
 
 Now entertain conjecture of a time 
 
 When creeping murmur and the poring dark, 
 
 Fills the wide vessel of the universe. 
 
 From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, 
 
 The hum of either army stilly sounds, 
 
 That the fixed sentinels almost receive 
 
 The secret whispers of each other's watch : 
 
 Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames 
 
 Each battle sees the other's umber'd face : 
 
 Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs, 
 
 Piercing the night's dull ear ; and from the tents, 
 
 The armourers, accomplishing the knights, 
 
 With busy hammers closing rivets up, 
 
 Give dreadful note of preparation. 
 
 Proud of their numbers, and secure in soul 
 
 The confident and over-lusty French 
 
 Do the low-rated English play at dice ; 
 
 And chide the cripple tardy -gaited night, 
 
 Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp 
 
 So tediously away. The poor condemned English, 
 
 Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires 
 
 Sit patiently, and inly ruminate 
 
 The morning's danger ; and their gesture sad 
 
 Investing lank-lean cheeks, and war-worn coats, 
 
 Presenteth them unto the gazing moon 
 
 So many horrid ghosts. O, now, who will behold 
 
 The royal captain of this ruiii'd band, 
 
 Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent, 
 
 Let him cry Praise and glory on his head ! 
 
 For forth he goes, and visits all his host ; 
 
 Bids them good morrow, with a modest smile : 
 
 And calls them brothers, friends and countrymen. 
 
 Upon his royal face there is no note 
 
 How dread an army hath enrounded him. 
 
 SCENE 1. 
 
 THE FRENCH DAUPHIN'S TENT. 
 NEAR ACINCOURT (NIGHT.) 
 
 Tlie DAUPHIN, tlie CONSTABLE, ORLEANS, and others discovered 
 some playing at dice, &c. 
 
 Con. Tut ! I have the best armour of the world. 'Would 
 It were day ! 
 
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 Orl. You have an excellent armour ; but let my horse have 
 his due. 
 
 Con. It is the best horse of Europe. 
 
 Orl. Will it never be morning ? 
 
 Dau. My lord of Orleans, and my lord high constable, you 
 talk of horse and armour. 
 
 Orl. You are as well provided of both as any prince in the 
 world. 
 
 Dau. What a long night is this ! I will not change my 
 horse with any that treads but on four pasterns. Ca, Tiaf 
 He bounds from the earth as if his entrails were hairs ; lecJieval 
 volant, the Pegasus, qui a les narines de feu ! When I best 
 ride him I soar, I am a hawk : he trots the air ; the earth 
 sings when he touches it ; the basest horn of his hoof is more 
 musical than the pipe of Hermes. 
 
 Dau. Will it never be day ? I will trot to-morrow a mile, 
 and my way shall be paved with English faces.() 
 
 Con. I will not say so, for fear I should be faced out of my 
 way : But I would it were morning, for I would fain be about 
 the ears of the English. 
 
 Orl. Who will go to hazard with me for twenty prisoners ? 
 
 Con. You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have 
 them. 
 
 Dau. Tis past midnight, I'll go arm myself. 
 
 {Exit DAUPHIN. 
 
 Orl. The dauphin longs for morning. 
 He longs to eat the English. 
 
 Con. I think he will eat all he kills. 
 
 Orl. By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince. 
 
 Con. Swear by her foot, that she may tread out the oath. 
 
 Orl. He is, simply, 1lie most active gentleman of France. 
 
 Con. Doing is activity ; and he will still be doing. 
 
 Orl. He never did harm, that I heard of. 
 
 Con. Nor will do none to-morrow : he will keep that good 
 name still. 
 
 Orl. I know him to be valiant. 
 
 Con. I was told that, by one that knows him better than you. 
 
 Orl. What's he ? 
 
 Con. Marry, he told me so himself ; and he said, he cared 
 not who knew it. 
 
 Mess. My lord high constable, the English lie within fifteen 
 hundred paces of your tents. (6) 
 
 Con. Who hath measured the ground? 
 
 Mess. The Lord Grandpre. 
 
 Con. A. valiant and most expert gentleman. Would it were 
 day ! Alas, poor Harry of England ! he longs not for the dawn, 
 as we do. 
 
 (a) They were estemed to be in numbre sixe times as many, or more 
 than was the whole compaigny of the Englishmen with wagoners, pages, 
 and all. Hairs Chronicle. 
 
 (b) Holinshed says that the distance between the two armies was but ?5t 
 paces. 
 
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 Orl. What a wretched and peevish fellow is this King of 
 England, to mope with his fat-brained followers so far out of 
 his knowledge. 
 
 Con. It the English had any apprehension, they would run 
 away. 
 
 Orl. That they lack ; for if their heads had any intellectual 
 armour they could never wear such heavy headpieces. 
 
 Con. That island of England breeds very valiant creatures ; 
 their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage. 
 
 Orl. Foolish curs ! that run winking into the mouth of a 
 Russian bear, and have their heads crushed like rotten apples : 
 You may as well say, that's a valiant flea, that dare eat his 
 breakfast on the lip of a lion, 
 
 Con. Just, just; and the men do sympathise with the mas- 
 tiffs, in robustious and rough coming on, leaving their wits 
 with their wives : and then give them great meals of beef, 
 and iron and steel, they will eat like wolves, and fight like 
 devils. 
 
 Orl. Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of beef. 
 
 Con. Then shall we find to-morrow, they have only stomachs 
 to eat and none to fight. Now is it time to arm ; Come, shall 
 we about it ? 
 
 Dau. (re-entering). It is now two o'clock ; but, let me see, 
 
 by ten, 
 We shall have each a hundred Englishmen. 
 
 SCENE 2. 
 
 WITHIN THE ENGLISH LINES (NIGHT.) <- 
 
 Soldiers on guard, others sleeping, others at prayers. 
 
 Enter King HENRY, meeting his brothers GLOSTER and 
 BEDFORD, also Sir THOMAS ERPINGHAM. 
 
 K. Hen. Gloster, 'tis true that we are in great danger ; 
 The greater therefore should our courage be. 
 Good morrow, brother Bedford. 
 
 (c) The night was passed in silence and earnest devotion in the English 
 camp, every one contemplated the morrow with an awful solemnity. The 
 resolution to exert themselves to their last breath for their own preserva- 
 tion and honor was universal ; but their state of weakness from disease 
 and suffering, and the vast superiority of the enemy, forbad much hope. 
 Sharon Turner. 
 
 The Frenchmen made greate fires about their banners * * * and 
 all that night made great.e chere, and were verymery. The Englishmen 
 that night sounded their trompettes and diverse instruments musicale 
 with create melody, .and yet they were bothe liungery, wery, sore traveled 
 ami much vexed wfth colde deseases : Howbeit they made peace with 
 Qo-1, in confessyng their synnes, requiring hym of help, and receivyng the 
 hoiv pacramonte, every man encouragyng ami determying clerely rather to 
 dic'than either to yelde or Hie. Hall's Chronicle. 
 
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 Good morrow, old Sir Thomas Erpingham :(a) 
 A good soft pillow for that good white head 
 Were better than a churlish turf of France. 
 
 Erp. Not so, my liege ; this lodging likes me better, 
 Since I may say, now lie I like a king. 
 
 K. Hen. Lend me thy cloak, Sir Thomas. Brothers both, 
 Commend me to the princes in our camp ; 
 Do my good morrow to them ; and, anon, 
 Desire them all to my pa vi] lion. 
 
 Qlo. We shall, my liege. 
 
 [Exeunt GLOSTER and BEDFORD. 
 
 Erp. Shall I attend your grace ? 
 
 K. Hen. No > m 7 g od knight; 
 
 Go with my brothers to my lords of England : 
 I and my bosom must debate awhile, 
 And then I would no other company. 
 
 Erv. The Lord in Heaven bless thee, noble Harry ! 
 
 [Exit ERPINGHAM. 
 
 K. Hen. God-a-mercy, old heart 1 thou speakest cheerfully. 
 
 Enter PISTOL. 
 
 Pist. Qui va la. 
 
 K. Hen. A friend. 
 
 Pist. Discuss unto me ; Art thou an officer ? 
 Or art thou base, common and popular ? 
 
 K. Hen. I am a gentleman of a company. 
 
 Pist. Trail'st thou the puissant pike ? 
 
 K.Hen. Even so: What are you? 
 
 Pist. As good a gentleman as the emperor, 
 
 K. Hen. Then you are a better than the king. 
 
 Pist. The king's a bawcock and a heart of gold, 
 A lad of life, an imp of fame ; 
 Of parents good, of fist most valiant ; 
 I kiss his dirty shoe, and from my heartstrings 
 I love the lovely bully. What's thy name ? 
 
 K. Hen. Harry Le Roy. 
 
 Pist. Le Roy ! a Cornish name ; art thou of Cornish crew I 
 
 K. Hen. No, I am a Welshman. 
 
 Pist. Knowest thou Fluellen ? 
 
 K. Hen. Yes. 
 
 Pist. Tell him, I'll knock is leek about his pate, 
 Upon St. Davy's day. 
 
 K. Hen. Do not you wear your dagger in your cap that day, 
 lest he knock that about yours. 
 
 Pist. Art thou his friend ? 
 
 K. Hen. And his kinsman too. 
 
 Pist. The figo for thee, then ! 
 
 K. Hen. I thank you : God be with you. 
 
 Pist. My name is Pistol called. [Exit. 
 
 K Hen. It sorts well with your fierceness. 
 
 (a) Sir Thomas Erpingham came over with Bolitigbroke from Brittany, 
 and was one of the commissioners to receive King Richard's abdication. 
 
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 Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER, severally. 
 
 Q-ow. Captain Fluellen ! 
 
 Flu. So ! in the name of all the Saints, speak fewer, (b) It 
 is the greatest admiration in the universal 'orld, when the true 
 and auncient prerogatifes and laws of the wars is not kept : if 
 you would take the pains but to examine the wars of Pompey 
 the Great, you shall find, I warrant you, that there is no tiddle 
 taddle, nor pibble pabble, in Pompey's camp ; I warrant you, 
 you shall find the ceremonies of the wars, and the cares of it, 
 and the forms of it, and the sobriety of it, and the modesty of 
 it, to be otherwise. 
 
 Gow. Why, the enemy is loud ; you hear him all night. 
 
 Flu. If the enemy is an ass, and a fool, and a prating cox- 
 comb, is it meet, think you, that we should also, look you, be 
 an ass, and a fool, and a prating coxcomb ; in your own con- 
 science now. 
 
 Gow. I will speak lower. 
 
 Flu. I pray you, and beseech you, that you will. 
 
 [Exeunt GOWER and FLUELLEN. 
 
 K. Hen. Though it appear a little out of fashion, 
 There is much care and valour in this Welshman. 
 
 Enter three soldiers JOHN BATES, ALEXANDER COURT, and 
 MICHAEL WILLIAMS. 
 
 Will. Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which 
 breaks yonder ? 
 
 Bates. I think it be ; but we have no great cause to desire 
 the approach of day. 
 
 Will. We see yonder the beginning of the day, but, I think, 
 we shall never see the end of it, Who goes there ? 
 
 K. Hen. A friend. 
 
 Will. Under what captain serve you ? 
 
 K. Hen. Under Sir Thomas Erpingham. 
 
 Will. A good old commander and a most kind gentleman : I 
 pray you, what thinks he of our estate ? 
 
 JK. Hen. Even as men wrecked upon a sand, that look to be 
 washed off the next tide. 
 
 Bates. He hath not told his thought to the king ? 
 
 K. Hen. No ; nor it is not meet he should. No man should 
 possess him with any appearance of fear, lest he, by showing 
 it, should dishearten his army. 
 
 Bates. He may show what outward courage he will ; but, I 
 believe, as cold a night as 'tis, he could wish himself in 
 Thames up to the neck ; and so I would he were, and I by 
 him, at all adventures, so we were quit here. 
 
 (b) Shakspere has here, as usual, followed Holinshed : " Order was taken 
 by commandment from the king, after the army was first set in battle 
 array, that no noise or clamor should be made in the host." 
 
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 K. Hen. By my troth, I will speak my conscience of the 
 king ; I think he would not wish himself anywhere but where 
 he is. 
 
 Bates. Then 1 would he were here alone ; so should he be 
 sure to be ransomed, and many poor men's lives saved. 
 
 K. Hen. I dare say you love him not so ill to wish him here 
 alone, howsoever you speak this to feel other men's minds 
 Methmks, I could not die anywhere so contented as in the 
 king's company; his cause being just and his quarrel hon- 
 ourable. 
 
 Will. That's more than we know. 
 
 Bates. Ay, or more than we should seek after ; for we know 
 enough if we know we are the king's subjects ; if his cause 
 be wrong, our obedience to the king wipes the crime of it out 
 of us. 
 
 Will. But if the cause be not good, the king himself hath 
 a heavy reckoning to make : I am afeard there are few die 
 well that die in battle ; for how can they charitably dispose of 
 anything when blood is their argument? Now, if these men 
 do not die well, it will be a black matter for the king that led 
 them to it ; whom to disobey were against all proportion of 
 subjection. 
 
 K. Hen. So, if a son that is by his father sent about mer- 
 chandise, do sinfully miscarry upon the sea, the imputation of 
 his wickedness, by your rule, should be imposed upon his 
 lather that sent him ; or if a servant, under his master's com- 
 mand, transporting a sum of money, be assailed by robbers 
 and die in many irreconciled iniquities, you may call the busi- 
 ness of the master the author of the servant's damnation- 
 tfut this is not so: Every subject's duty is the king's; but 
 every subject's soul is his own. Therefore should every sol- 
 dier in the wars do as every sick man in his bed, wash every 
 mote out of his conscience : and dying so, death is to him ad- 
 vantage ; or not dying, the time was blessedly lost, wherein 
 such preparation was gained. 
 
 Will. 'Tis certain, every man that dies ill the ill upon hit 
 own head, the king is not to answer it. 
 
 Bates. I do not desire lie should answer for me : and yet I 
 determine to fight lustily for him. 
 
 K. Hen. I myself heard the king say he would not be ran- 
 somed. 
 
 Will. Ay, he said so, to make us fight cheerfully ; but, when 
 throats are cut, he may be ransomed, and we ne'er the 
 
 rr llve to see itj * wil1 never trust hi s word after. 
 Will. You pay him then ! That's a perilous shot out of au 
 Jlder gun, that a poor and private displeasure can do against 
 a monarch ! you may as well go about to turn the sun to ice 
 with fanning in his face with a peacock's feather You'll 
 never trust his word after ! come, 'tis a foolish saying. 
 
 K. Hen. Your reproof is something too round ; I should be 
 an S jy with you if the time were convenient. 
 
 Will. Let it be a quarrel between us, if you live. 
 
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 K. lien. I embrace it. 
 
 Will. How shall I know thee again ? 
 
 K. Hen. Give me any gage of thine, and I will wear it in my 
 bonnet ; then, if ever thou darest acknowledge it, I will make 
 it my quarrel. 
 
 Will. Here's my glove ; give me another of thine. 
 
 K. Hen. There. 
 
 Will. This will I also wear in my cap ; if ever thou come to 
 me and say, after to-mcrrow, " This is my glove," by this hand, 
 I will take thee a box on the ear. 
 
 K. Hen. If ever I live to see it I will challenge it. 
 
 Will. Thou darest as well be hanged. 
 
 K. Hen. Well, I will do it, though I take thee in the king's 
 company. 
 
 Will. Keep thy word ; fare thee well. 
 
 Bateg. Be friends, you English fools, be friends ; we have 
 French quarrels enow, if you could tell how to reckon. 
 
 The KING alone. 
 
 , K. Hen. Upon the king ! let us our lives, our souls, 
 
 Our debts, our careful (a) wives, 
 
 Our children, and our sins, lay on the king. 
 
 We must bear all. 
 
 hard condition I twin-born with greatness, 
 Subject to the breath of every fool, whose sense 
 No more can feel but his own wringing ! 
 What infinite hearts-ease must kings neglect 
 That private men enjoy? 
 
 And what have kings that privates have not too, 
 
 Save ceremony, save general ceremony ? 
 
 And what art thou, thou idol ceremony ? 
 
 What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more 
 
 Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers ? 
 
 Art thou aught else but place, degree and form, 
 
 Creating awe and fear in other men ? 
 
 Wherein thou art less happy, being feared, 
 
 Than they in fearing. 
 
 What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet, 
 
 But poison'd flattery ? O, be sick, great greatness, 
 
 And bid thy ceremony give thee cure. 
 
 Think'st thou, the fiery fever will go out 
 
 With titles blown from adulation ? 
 
 Will it give place to flexure and low bending ? 
 
 Canst thou, when thou command'st the beggar's knee, 
 
 Command the health of it ? No, thou proud dream, 
 
 That play'st so subtly with a king's repose ; 
 
 1 am a king that find thee, and I know 
 'Tis not the balm, the sceptre, and the ball, 
 Tlie sword, the mace, the crown imperial, 
 The inter-tissued robe of gold and pearl, 
 
 (a) Full of care anxious. 
 
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 The farced title running 'fore tlie king, 
 
 Tlie throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp 
 
 That beats upon the high shore of this world, 
 
 No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony, 
 
 Not all these, laid in bed majestical, 
 
 Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave ; 
 
 Who, with a body filled and vacant mind, 
 
 Gets him to rest cramm'd with distressful bread . 
 
 Never sees horrid night, the child of hell ; 
 
 But, like a lackey, from the rise to set, 
 
 Sweats in the eye of Phoebus, and all night 
 
 Sleeps in Elysium ; 
 
 And, but for ceremony, such a wretch, 
 
 Winding up days with to.il and nights with sleep, 
 
 Had the forehand and vantage of a king. 
 
 Enter ERPINGHAM. 
 
 Erp. My Lord, your nobles, jealous of your absence, 
 Seek through your camp to find you. 
 
 K. Ben. Good old knight, 
 
 Collect them all together at my tent : 
 I'll be before thee. 
 
 Erp. I shall do't my lord. [Exit 
 
 K. Hen. O God of Battles ! steel my soldiers' hearts ! 
 Possess them not with fear 1 Take from them now 
 The sense of reckoning of the opposed numbers ! 
 Pluck their hearts from them not to-day, O Lord, 
 
 not to-day ! Think not upon the fault 
 My father made in compassing the crown ! 
 
 1 Richard's body have interred new ; 
 
 And on it have bestow'd more contrite tears 
 Than from it issued forced drops of blood. 
 Five hundred poor I have in yearly pay, 
 Who twice a day their withered hands hold up 
 Toward Heaven, to pardon blood ; and I have built 
 Two chantries, where the sad and solemn priests 
 Sing still for Richard's soul.(a) More will I do. 
 
 Enter GLOSTER. 
 
 Glo. My liege ! 
 
 K. Hen. My brother Gloster's voice ? Ay. 
 I know thy errand. I will go with thee. [Exeunt. 
 
 (a) He sent unto ye fryers of Langley, where the corps of kynge Richarde 
 WMS buryed, and caused it to be taken out of ye erth, and BO with rever- 
 ence and solempntie to be conveyed unto Westmynster, and upon the 
 Kouth syde of seynt Edwardes shryne, there honourably to be buryed by 
 emetic Anne his wife, which there before tyme was entered. And alter a 
 H.iempn terment there holdon, he provyded that iiii tapers shulde breune 
 dave and nyght about his srrave, whyle the \vorld endureth: and one day 
 j n the weke a solempne dirige, and upon the morrowe a masse of Requiem 
 by note; after which masse endyed, to be gyven wekely unto pore people. 
 XI S. VIII. in pens ; and upon ye day of his anniversary, after ye sayd 
 masse of Requiem is songe, to be yerely distrybuted for his goule, XX. li. 
 d. Fabyaii. 
 
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 SCENE 3. 
 
 THE DAUPHIN'S TENT (as before.) 
 
 Sunrise. 
 The DAUPHIN, ORLEANS, and others discovered. 
 
 Orl. The sun doth gild our armour ; up my lords. 
 
 Dau. Montez d cheval : My horse ! valet ! lacquay ! ha 1 
 
 Orl. O, brave spirit ! 
 
 Dau. Via ! les eavx et la terre. 
 
 Orl. Rein,puis? Vairetlefeu 
 
 Dau. del! Cousin Orleans. 
 
 Enter Constable. 
 
 Now, my lord constable ! 
 
 Con. The English are embattled, you French peers. 
 To horse, you gallant princes ! gtreight to horse ! 
 Do but behold yon poor and starved band, 
 And your fair show shall suck away their souls 
 Leaving them but the shales and husks of men. 
 There is not work enough for all our hands ; 
 Scarce blood enough in all their sickly veins, 
 To give each naked curtle-ax a stain. 
 Why do you stay so long, my lords of France ? 
 Yon island carrions, desperate of their bones, 
 Ill-favour'dly become the morning field : 
 Their ragged curtains poorly are let loose, 
 And our air shakes them passing scornfully, 
 The horsemen sit like fixed candlesticks. 
 With torch-staves in their hand ; and their poor jades 
 Lob down their heads, dropping their hides and hips : 
 The gum down-roping from their pale-dead eyes ; 
 And in their pale dull mouths the grimmel bit 
 Lies fowl with chaw'd grass, still and motionless ; 
 And their executors, the knavish crows, 
 Fly o'er them all, impatient for their hour. 
 
 Orl. They have said their prayers, and they stay for death. 
 
 Dau. Shall we go send them dinners, and fresh suits, 
 And give their fasting horses provender, 
 And after fight with them ? 
 
 Gon. I stay but for my guard. On to the field ; I will the 
 banner from a trumpet take, 
 And use it for my haste. Come, come away ! 
 The sun is high, and we outwear the day. [Exeunt 
 
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 SCENE 4. 
 
 THE ENGLISH POSITION AT AGIN- 
 COURT. 
 
 GLOSTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, SALISBURY, ERPINGHAM, and 
 WESTMORELAND discovered. 
 
 Glo. Where is the king? 
 
 Bed. The king himself is rode to view their battle. 
 
 West. Of fighting men they have full threescore thousand. 
 
 Exe. There's five to one ; besides they are all fresh. 
 'Tis a fearful odds. 
 
 If we no more meet till we meet in heaven, 
 Then joyfully. 
 
 Erp. My noble lord of Bedford, 
 My dear Lord Gloster, and my good Lord Exeter 
 And my kind kinsman, warriors all adieu ! 
 
 West. O that we now had here 
 
 Enter KING HENRY, attended. 
 
 But one ten thousand of those men in England 
 That do no work to-day ! 
 
 K. Hen. What's he that wishes so I 
 
 My cousin Westmoreland ? No, my fair cousin : 
 If we are mark'd to die, we are enow 
 To do our country loss ; and if to live, 
 The fewer men the greater share of honour. 
 O, do not wish one more : 
 
 Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host. 
 That he which hath no stomach to this fight 
 Let him depart ; his passport shall be made, 
 And crowns for convoy put into his purse : 
 We would not die in that man's company 
 That fears his fellowship to die with us. 
 This day is call'd the feast of Crispian : 
 He that outlives this day, and comes safe hornet 
 Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd. 
 And rouse him at the name of Crispian. 
 He that outlives this day, and sees old age, 
 Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, 
 And say, to-morrow is Saint Crispian : 
 Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars : 
 And say, these wounds I had on Crispin's day. 
 Then shall our names, 
 
 Familiar in their mouths as household words, 
 Harry the king, Bedford, and Exeter, 
 Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloster, 
 Be-in their flowing cups freshly remember'd : 
 This story shall the good man teach his son ; 
 
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 And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, 
 
 From this day to the ending of the world, 
 
 But we in it shall be remember'd : 
 
 We few, we happy few, we band of brothers : 
 
 For he to-day that sheds his blood with me 
 
 Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile 
 
 This day shall gentle his condition ; 
 
 And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, 
 
 Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; 
 
 And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks 
 
 That fought with us upon St. Crispin's day. 
 
 Enter GOWER. 
 
 Gower. My sovereign lord, bestow yourself with speed : 
 The French are bravely in their battles set, 
 And will with all expedience charge on us. 
 
 K. Hen. All things are ready, if our minds be so. 
 
 West. Perish the man whose mind is backward now I 
 
 K. Hen. Thou dost not wish more help from England, coz ? 
 
 West. Heaven's will, my liege, 'would you and I alone, 
 Without more help, could fight this royal battle ! 
 
 K. Hen. Why, now, thou hast unwish'd five thousand men \ 
 Which likes me better than to wish us one. 
 You know your places : God be with you all ! 
 
 Enter MONTJOY and attendants. 
 
 Mont. Once more I come to know of thee, King Harry, 
 If for thy ransom thou wilt now compound, 
 Before thy most assured overthrow : 
 For, certainly, thou art so near the gulf 
 Thou needs must be englutted. Besides, in mercy, 
 The constable desires thee thou wilt mind 
 Thy followers of repentance ; that their souls 
 May make a peaceful and a sweet retire 
 From off these fields, where (wretches) their poor bodeis 
 Must lie and fester. 
 
 K. lien. Who hath sent thee now ? 
 
 Mont. The constable of France. 
 
 K. Hen. I pray thee, bear my former answer back ? 
 Bid them achieve me, and then sell my bones. 
 Good God ! why should they mock poor fellows thus ? 
 The man that once did sell the lion's skin 
 While the beast liv'd, was kill'd with hunting him. 
 Let me speak proudly : Tell the constable, 
 We are but warriors for the working-day : 
 Our gayness, and our gilt, are all besmirch'd 
 With rainy marching in the painful field ; 
 There's not a piece of leather in our host 
 (Good argument, I hope, we will not fly), 
 And time hath worn us into slovenry : 
 But, by the mass, our hearts are in the trim : 
 And my poor soldiers tell me, yet ere night 
 
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 They'll be in fresher robes ; or they will pluck 
 The gay new coats o'er the French soldier's heads, 
 And turn them out of service. If they do this 
 (As, if Heaven please, they shall), my ransom then 
 Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy labour; 
 Come thou no more for ransom, gentle herald ; 
 They shall have none, I swear, but these my joints ; 
 Which, if they have as I will leave 'em them, 
 Shall yield them little, tell the constable. 
 
 Mont. I shall, King Harry. And so fare thee well : 
 Thou never shalt hear herald any more. [Exit. 
 
 K. Hen. I fear, thou wilt once more come again for ransom. 
 Now, soldiers, march away : 
 And how thou pleasest, Heaven, dispose the day ! 
 
 [The King leads them to the attack. 
 
 SCENE 5. 
 PART OF THE FIELD OF BATTLE. 
 
 Alarums; Excursions. Enter French Soldier, PISTOL, and 
 Boy. 
 
 Pist. Yield, cur. 
 
 Fr. Sol. 0, prennez misericorde ! ayez pitie de moy ! 
 
 Pist. Moy shall not serve, I will have forty moys ; 
 For I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat, 
 In drops of crimson blood. 
 
 Fr. Sol. Est il impossible d'eschapper la force de ton bras ? 
 
 Pist. Brass, cur ! 
 
 Thou damned and luxurious mountain goat, 
 Offer'st me brass ? 
 
 Fr. Sol. O pardonnez moy. 
 
 Pist. Say'st thou me so ? is that a ton of moys ? 
 Come hither boy : Ask me this slave in French, 
 What is his name. 
 
 Boy. Escoutez ; Comment estes vous appelle. 
 
 Fr. Sol. Monsieur le Fer. 
 
 Boy. He says his name is Master Fer. 
 
 Pist. Master Fer ! I'll fer him, and firk him, and ferret him: 
 discuss the same in French unto him. 
 
 Boy. I do not know the French for fer, and ferret, and firk. 
 
 Pist. Bid him prepare, for I will cut his throat. 
 
 Fr. Sol. Que dit-il, monsieur ! 
 
 Boy. 11 mecommande de vom dire que vousfaites vous prest; 
 car ce soldat icy est dispose tout d cette heure de couper vostre 
 gorge. 
 
 Pist. Ouy, couper gorge, par ma foy, pesant. 
 Unless thou give me crowns, brave crowns ; 
 Or mangled shalt thou be by this my sword. 
 
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 Fr. Sol. je wus supplie, me pardonner f Je suis gentil 
 homme de bonne maison ; gardez ma vie,ctjevous donneray 
 deux cent escus. 
 
 Pist. What are his words ? 
 
 Boy. He prays you to save his life ; lie is a gentleman of a 
 good house ; and for his ransom he will give you two hundred 
 crowns. 
 
 Pist. Tell him, my fury shall abate, and I 
 The crowns will take. 
 
 FT. Sol. Petit monsieur, que dit-il ? 
 
 Pist. Expound unto me, boy. 
 
 Boy. He givQS you, upon his knees, a thousand thanks : and 
 he esteems himself happy that he hath fallen into the hands 
 of one (as he thinks) the most brave, valorous, and thrice- 
 worthy signieur of England. 
 
 Pist. As I suck blood, I will some mercy show. 
 Follow me. {Exit PISTOL. 
 
 Boy. Suivez vous le grand capitqine. [Exit French Soldier. 
 I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart : 
 but the saying is true, the empty vessel makes the greatest 
 sound. Bardolph and Nym had ten times more valour than 
 this roaring devil i' the old play, that every one may pare his 
 nails with a wooden dagger ; and they are both hanged ; and 
 so would this be, if he durst steal anything adventurously. I 
 must stay with the lackeys, with the luggage of our camp : 
 the French might have a good prey of us, if he knew of it ; 
 for there is none to guard it but boys. [Exit. 
 
 SCENE 6. 
 
 TABLEAU. 
 THE BATTLE OF ACINCOURT. 
 
 The king is reported to have dismounted before the battle commenced, 
 and to have fought on foot. 
 
 Holinshed states that the English army consisted of 15,000, and the 
 French of 60,000 horse nnd 40,000 infantry in all, 100,000. Walsiugham 
 and Harding represent the English as but 9,000, and other authors say that 
 the number of French amounted to 150,000. Fabian says the French were 
 40,000, and the English only 7,000, The battle lasted only three hours. 
 
 The noble Duke of Gloucester, the king's brother, pushing himself too 
 vigorously on his horse into the conflict, was grievously wounded, and 
 cast down to the earth by the blows of the French, for whose protection 
 the King being interested, he bravely leapt against his enemies in defence 
 of his brother, defended him with his own body, and plucked and guarded 
 him from the raging malice of the enemy'!?, sustaining perils of war 
 scarcely possible to be borne. Nicolas^s History of Agincouft. 
 
 Thus this battaile continued iii long houres, pome strake, some defeded 
 some foyned, pome traversed, some kylled, sonie toke prisoners, no man 
 was idle, every man fought either in hope of victory or to save him selfe. 
 The Kyng that day shewed him selfe like avaliauht knight, whiche not- 
 withst;indyug that he was almost felled with the Duke of Alaunson, yet 
 
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 Durin^ the battle the Duke of Alencon most valiantly broke through the 
 English lines, and advanced fighting near the King inasmuch that he 
 wounded and struck down the Duke of York. King Henry seeing this 
 stepped forth to his aid, and as he was leaning down to aid him the Duke 
 of Alencon gave him a blow on his helmet that struck off part of his 
 crown. The King's guards on this surrounded him, when seeing he could 
 no way escape death but by surrendering, he lifted up his arms and said to 
 the King, " I am the Duke of Alencon, and yield myself to you." But as 
 the King was holding out his hand to receive his pledge he was put to 
 death by the guards. Monstrelet. 
 
 SCENE 7. 
 
 PART OF THE FIELD OF BATTLE. 
 
 Enter DAUPHIN, CONSTABLE, ORLEANS, BOURBON, and others 
 in confusion. 
 
 Con. diable ! 
 
 Orl. seigneur ! lejour est perdu, tout est perdu ! 
 
 Dau. Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all ! 
 Reproach and everlasting shame 
 
 Sits mocking in our plumes. mescJiante fortune ! 
 Do not run away. [ A short alarum. 
 
 Con. Why, all our ranks are broke. 
 
 Dau. O perdurable shame ! let's stab ourselves. 
 Be these the wretches that we play'd at dice for ? 
 
 Orl. Is this the king we sent to for his ransom ? 
 
 Dau. Shame, and eternal shame, nothing but shame ! 
 Let's die in honour : Once more back again. 
 
 Con. Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, friend us now ! 
 Let us, on heaps, go offer up our lives. 
 
 Orl. We are enow, yet living in the field, 
 To smother up the English in our throngs, 
 If any order might be thought upon. 
 
 Con. The devil take order now ! I'll to the throng ; 
 Let life be short ; else shame will be too long. [Exeunt, 
 
 Enter KING HENRY, WARWICK, (a) BEDFORD, QLOSTER, 
 EXETER, and others, with a part of the English forces. 
 
 K. Hen. Well have we done, thrice valiant contrymen : 
 But all's not done, yet keep the French the field. 
 
 Exe. The Duke of York(6) commends him to your majesty. 
 
 (a) Richard Beauchamp, Earl of Warwick. He did not obtain that title 
 till 1417, two years after the era of this play. 
 
 (b) The Duke of York commanded the ran guard of the English army, 
 and was slain in the battle. 
 
 This personage is the same who appears in Shakspere's play of King 
 
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 K. Hen. Lives he, good uncle? tlirice within this hour 
 I saw him down ; thrice up again, and fighting ; 
 From helmet to the spur, all blood he was. 
 
 Exe. In which array (brave soldier !) doth he lie, 
 Larding the plain : and by his bloody side 
 (Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds) 
 The noble Earl of Suffolk also lies. 
 Suffolk first died : and York all haggled over, 
 Comes to him, where in gore lie lay insteep'd, 
 And cries aloud, "Tarry, my cousin Suffolk ! 
 My soul shall thine keep company to heaven : 
 Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly a-breast ; 
 As, in this glorious and well-foughten field, 
 We kept together in our chivalry ! " 
 So did he turn, and over Suffolk's neck 
 He threw his wounded arm, and kiss'd his lips ; 
 And so, espous'd to death, with blood he seal'd. 
 A testament of noble-ended love. 
 The pretty and sweet manner of it forc'd 
 Those waters from me, which I would have stopp'd 
 But I had not so much of man in me, 
 And all my mother came into mine eyes 
 And gave me up to tears. 
 
 K. Hen. I blame you not ; 
 
 For, hearing this, I must perforce compound 
 With mistful eyes, or they will issue too. 
 But, hark ! what new alarum is this same ? 
 
 Enter hastily several LORDS and GOWER. The LORDS speak to 
 the KING GOWER goes to FLUELLEN. 
 
 Flu. Kill the boys and the luggage ! 'tis expressly against 
 the law of arms ; 'tis as arrant a piece of knavery, mark you 
 now, as can be offered. In your conscience now, is it not ? 
 
 Goto. 'Tis certain there's not a boy left alive ; and the cow- 
 ardly rascals that ran from the battle have done this slaughter 
 
 K. Sen. The French have reinforc'd their scatter'd men ; 
 Then every soldier kill his prisoners ; Give the word through. 
 
 [.Exit attended. 
 
 Gow. O, 'tis a gallant king ! 
 
 Flu. Ay, he was porn at Monmouth, Captain Gower : What 
 call you the town's name where Alexander the pig, was porn ? 
 
 Gow. Alexander the Great ? 
 
 Flu. Why, I pray you, is not pig, great ? The pig or the 
 great, or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnanimous, are all 
 one reckonings save the phrase is a little variations. 
 
 Gow. I think Alexander the Great was born in Macedon ; his 
 father was called Philip of Macedon, as I take it. 
 
 Richard Ihe Second by the title of Duke Aumerle. His Christian name 
 was Edward. He was the eldest FOU of Edmund Langley, Duke of York, 
 who is introduced in the same play, and who was the fifth son of King Ed- 
 ward III. Richard. Earl of Cambridge, who appears in the second act of 
 this play, was younger brother to this Edward, Duke of York. 
 
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 Flu. I think it is in Macedon where Alexander is porn. I 
 tell you, Captain, If you look in the maps of the 'orld, I 
 warrant you shall find, in the comparisons between Macedon 
 and Monmouth, that the situations, look you, is both alike. 
 There is a river in Macedon, and there is also moreover a river 
 at Monmouth; it is called Wye, at Monmouth; but it is out 
 of my prains what is the name of the other river ; but 'tis all 
 one, 'tis alike as my fingers is to my fingers, and 
 there is salmons in both. If you mark Alexander's life 
 well, Harry of Monmouth's life' is come after it indiffer- 
 ent well ; for there is figures in all things. Alexander 
 (Heaven knows, and you know), in his rages, and his fu- 
 ries, and his wraths, and his cholers, and his moods, and his 
 displeasures, and his indignations, and also being a little in- 
 toxicates in his prains, did, in his ales and his angers, look 
 you, kill his pest friend, Clytus. 
 
 Gow. Our king is not like him in that ; he never killed any 
 of his friends. 
 
 Flu. It is not well done, mark you now, to take the tales out 
 of my mouth, ere it is made and finished. I'll tell you, there 
 is goot men porn at Monmouth. [Mceunt, 
 
 SCENE 8. 
 
 THE PLAINS OF AGINCOURT. 
 AFTER THE VICTORY. 
 
 K. Hen. I was not angry since I came to France 
 Until this instant. Take a trumpet, herald ; 
 Ride thou unto the horsemen on yon hill ; 
 If they will fight with us, bid them come down, 
 Or void the field ; they do offend our sight : 
 If they'll do neither, we will come to them ; 
 And make them skirr away, as swift as stones 
 Enforced from the old Assyrian slings : 
 And not a man of them, that we shall take, 
 Shall taste our mercy : Go, and tell them so. 
 
 [2 he bodies of York and Suffolk are carried 
 across by the Soldiers. 
 
 Exe. Here comes the herald of the French, my liege. 
 Enter MONTJOY. 
 
 Olo. His eyes are humbler than they us'd to be. 
 
 K. Hen. How now ! what means this, herald ? 
 Com'st thou again for ransom? 
 
 Mont. No, great king, 
 
 I come to thee for charitable licence, 
 That we may wander o'er this bloody field, 
 To book our dead, and then to bury them. 
 
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 K. Hen. I tell thee, truly, herald, 
 
 I know not if the day be ours, or DO ; 
 For yet a many of your horsemen peer, 
 And gallop o'er the field. 
 
 Mont. The day is yours. 
 
 K. Hen. Praised be Heaven, and not our strength, for it. 
 What is this castle call'd that stands hard by? 
 
 Mont. They call it Agincourt, 
 
 K. Hen. Then call we this the field of Agincourt, 
 Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus. 
 
 Flu. Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your 
 majesty, and your great uncle Edward the plack prince of 
 Wales, as I have read in the chronicles, fought a most prave 
 pattle here in France. 
 
 K. Hen. They did, Fluellen. 
 
 Flu. Your majesty says very true : if your majesties is re- 
 membered of it, the Welshmen did goot service in a garden 
 where leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their Monmouth caps; 
 which your majesty knows, to this hour is an honourable 
 padge of the service ; and, I do pelieve, your majesty takes no 
 scorn to wear the leek upon Saint Tavy's day. 
 
 K. Hen. I wear it for a memorable honour : 
 For I am Welsh, you know, ood countryman. 
 
 Flu. All the water in Wye cannot wash your majesty's 
 Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that : Got pless 
 it and preserve it, as long as it pleases his grace, and his 
 majesty too ! 
 
 K. Hen. Thanks, good my countryman. 
 
 Flu. By Saint Tavy, I am your majesty's countryman, I care 
 not who know it ; I will confess it to all the 'orld : I need not 
 be ashamed of your majesty, praised be Heaven, so long as 
 your majesty is an honest man. 
 
 K. Hen. Heaven keep me so ! Our heralds go with him ; 
 Bring me just notice of the numbers dead 
 On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither. 
 
 \Points to WILLIAMS. Exeunt MONTJOY 
 and others. 
 
 Exe. Soldier, you must come to the king. 
 
 K. Hen. Soldier, why wearest thou that glove in thy cap ? 
 
 Will. An't please your majesty, 'tis the gage of one that I 
 should fight withal, if he be alive. 
 
 K. Hen. An Englishman ? 
 
 Will. An't please your majesty, a rascal that swaggered with 
 me last night : who, if 'a live anfl. ever dare to challenge this 
 glove, I have sworn to take him a box o' the ear : or, if I can see 
 my glove in his cap (which he swore, as he was a soldier, he 
 would wear if alive), I will strike it out soundly. 
 
 K.Hen. What think you, Captain Fluellen? is it fit this 
 soldier keep his oath ? 
 
 Flu. He is a craven and a villain else, an't please your 
 majesty, in my conscience. 
 
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 K. Hen. It may be his enemy is a gentleman of great sort, 
 quite from the answer of his degree. 
 
 Flu. Though he be as goot a gentleman as the tevil is, as 
 Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is necessary, look your grace, 
 that he keep his vow and his oath: ^if he be perjured, see 
 you now, his reputation is as arrant a villain, and a Jack sauce, 
 as ever his plack shoe trod upon Heaven's ground and its earth, 
 in my concience, la. 
 
 K Hen. Then keep thy vow, sirrah, when thou meet st the 
 fellow. 
 
 Will. So I will, my liege, as I live. 
 
 K. Hen. Who servest thou under ? 
 
 Will. Under Captain Gower, my liege. 
 
 Flu. Gower is a goot captain ; and is goot knowledge and 
 literatured in the wars. 
 
 K. Hen. Call him hither to me, soldier. 
 
 Witt. I will my liege. Exit WILLIAMS. 
 
 K. Hen. Here*, Fluellen; wear thou this favor for % me, 
 and stick it in thy cap: When Alengon and myself were 
 down together, I plucked this glove from his helm ; if any 
 man challenge this, he is a friend to Alengon and an enemy to 
 our person ; if thou encounter any such, apprehend him, as 
 thou dost me love. 
 
 Flu. Your grace does me as great honours as can be desired 
 in the hearts of his subjects: I would fain see the man, that 
 has but two legs, that shall find himself aggriefed at this 
 glove, that is all; but I would fain see it once: an please 
 Heaven of its grace that I might see it. 
 
 K Hen. Knowest thou Gower ? 
 
 Flu. He is my dear friend, an please you. 
 
 K. Hen. Pray thee, go seek him, and bring him to my tent. 
 
 '[Exit King HENRY. 
 
 Flu. I will fetch him. 
 
 Re-enter WILLIAMS with GOWER. 
 
 Will. I warrant it is to knight you, captain. 
 
 Flu. Heaven's will and its pleasure, captain, I peeeecli you 
 now, come apace to the king : there is more goot toward yo^ 
 peradventure, than is in your knowledge to dream of. 
 
 Will. Sir, know you this glove? 
 
 Flu. Know the glove ? 1 know, the glove is a glove. 
 
 Will. 1 know this; and thus I challenge it. [Strikes him. 
 
 Flu. 'Sblud, an arrant traitor as any's in the universal 'orld, 
 or in France, or in England, v 
 
 Gow. How now, sir? you villain? 
 
 Witt. Do you think I'll b forsworn ? 
 
 Flu. Stand away, Captain Gower ; I will give treason his 
 payment into plows, I warrant you. 
 
 Will. I am no traitor. 
 
 Flu That's a lie in thy throat. I charge you in his majesty s 
 name, apprehend him ; he's a friend of the Duke Alenc,on's. 
 
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 Enter WARWICK and GLOSTER. 
 
 War. How now, liow now ? what's the matter ? 
 
 Flu. My lord of Warwick, here is (praised be Heaven fo* 
 it !) a most contagious treason come to light, look you, as you 
 shall desire in a summer's day. Here is his majesty. 
 
 [Enter the KING. 
 
 K. Hen. How now, what's the matter ? 
 
 Flu. My liege, here is a villain, and a traitor, that, look 
 your grace, has struck the glove which your majesty is take 
 out of the helmet of Alencon. 
 
 Will. My liege, this was my glove ; here is the fellow of it : 
 and he that I gave it to in change promised to wear it in his 
 cap ; I promised to strike him, if he did : I met this man 
 with my glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my 
 word. 
 
 Flu. Your majesty hear now (saving your majesty's man- 
 hood), what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy knave it is : 
 I hope your majesty is pear me in testimony, and witness, and 
 will avouchment, that this is the glove of Alengon, that your 
 majesty is give me, in your conscience now. 
 
 JT. Men. Give me thy glove, soldier ! Look, here's the 
 
 fellow of it. 
 
 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike ; 
 And thou hast given me most bitter terms. 
 
 Flu. And please your majesty, let his neck answer for it, if 
 there is any martial law in the 'orld, 
 
 K. Hen. How canst thou make me satisfaction ? 
 
 Will. All offences, my liege, come from the heart : never 
 came any from mine that might offend your majesty. 
 
 K. Hen. It was ourself thou didst abuse. 
 
 Will. Your majesty came not like yourself; you appeared to 
 me but as a common man ; witness the night, your garments, 
 your lowliness ; and what your highness suffered under that 
 shape, I beseech you, take it for your own fault, and not mine : 
 for had you been as I took you for, I made no offence ; there- 
 fore, I beseech your highness, pardon me. 
 
 K. Hen. Here, Uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns. 
 And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow ; 
 And wear it for an honour in thy cap, 
 Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns : 
 And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. 
 
 Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle enough 
 in his pelly : Hold, there is twelve pence for you, and I pray 
 you to serve Heaven, and keep you out of prawls, and prab- 
 bles, and quarrels, and dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the 
 petter for you. 
 
 Will. I will none of your money. 
 
 Flu, It is with a goot will ; I can tell you it will serve you 
 to mend your shoes : Come, wherefore should you be so pash- 
 f ul ? your shoes is not so goot : 'tis a goot silling I warrant 
 you, or I will change it. 
 
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 Enter an English Herald. 
 
 K. Hen. Now, herald ; are the dead number'd ? 
 
 Her. Here is the number of slaughter'd French. 
 
 [Delivers a paper. 
 
 R. Hen. What prisoners of good sort are taken, uncle ? 
 
 Exe. Charles, Duke of Orleans, (a) nephew to the king ; 
 John, Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Bouciqualt : 
 Of other lords and barons, knights and 'squires, 
 Full fifteen hundred, besides common men. 
 
 K. Hen. This note doth tell me of ten thousand French 
 That in the field lie slain : of princes, in this number, 
 And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead 
 One hundred twenty-six : added to these, 
 Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen, 
 Eight thousand and four hundred ; of the which, 
 Five hundred were but yesterday, dubb'd knights : 
 So that, in these ten thousand they have lost, 
 There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries ; 
 The rest are princes, barons, lords, knights, 'squires, 
 And gentlemen of blood and quality. 
 Where is the number of our English dead ? 
 
 [Herald presents another paper. 
 Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk, 
 Sir Richard Ketley, Davy Gam, esquire ; 
 None else of name ; and of all other men, 
 But five-and twenty. O God, thy arm was here, 
 And not to us, but to Thy arm alone, 
 Ascribe we all. When, without stratagem, 
 But in plain shock and even play of battle, 
 Was ever known so great and little loss, 
 On one part and on the other ? (&) 
 
 Exe. "Tis wonderful ! 
 
 K. Hen. Do we all holy rites ; 
 Let there he sung Non Nobis and Te Deum; 
 The dead with charity enclos'd in clay ; 
 And then to Calais ; and to England then ; 
 Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy men. (c) 
 
 All kneel and join in the Song of Thanksgiving. 
 
 (o) Charles Duke of Orleans was wounded and taken prisoner at Agin- 
 court. Henry refused all ransom for him, and he remained in captivity 
 twenty-three 'years. 
 
 (&) Among the most illustrious persons slain were the Dukes of Brabant, 
 Barre and Alencon, five counts, and a still greater proportion of distin- 
 guished knights; and the Duke of Orleans, the Count of Vend6sme, who 
 was taken by Sir John Cornwall, the Marshal Bouciqualt, and numerous 
 other individuals of distinction, whose names are minutely recorded by 
 Monstrelet, were made prisoners. The loss of the English army lias been 
 variously estimated. The discrepancies respecting the number slain on 
 the part of the victors, form a striking- contrast to the accuracy of the 
 account of the loss of their enemies. The English writers vary in their 
 statements from seventeen to one hundred, whilst the French chroniclers 
 assert lhat from three hundred to sixteen hundred individuals fell on that 
 occasion. St. Remy and Monstrelet assert that sixteen hundred were 
 slain. Nicolas's History of Agincourt. 
 
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 ACT IV 
 
 CHORUS appears. 
 
 Now we bear the king 
 
 Toward Calais: grant him there ; there seen, 
 Heave him away upon your winged thoughts, 
 Athwart the sea : Behold, the English beach 
 Pales in the flood with men, with wives, and boys, 
 Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deep-mouth'd 
 Which, like a mighty whiffler 'fore the king, 
 Seems to prepare his way : so let him land ; 
 And, solemnly, see him set on to London. 
 So swift a pace hath thought, that even now 
 You may imagine him upon Blackheath : 
 Where that his lords desire him to have borne 
 His bruised helmet, and his bended sword, 
 Before him, through the city : he forbids it, 
 Being free from vainness and self -glorious pride ; 
 Giving full trophy, signal, and ostent, 
 Quite from himself to God. But now behold, 1 
 In the quick forge and working-house of thought, 
 How London doth pour out her citizens, 
 The Mayor, and all his brethren, in best sort, 
 Like to the senators of the antique Rome, 
 With the plebeians swarming at their heels, 
 Go forth, and fetch their conquering Csesar in ; 
 
 In short, the number of persons including Princes, Knights, and men of 
 every degree, slain that day, amounted to upward of ten thousand, accord- 
 ing 10 the estimates of heralds find other able persons. ***** of 
 these ten thousand it was supposed only sixteen hundred were of low de- 
 gree, the rest all gentlemen ; for in counting the Princes there were one 
 hundred and six score banners destroyed. Monstrelet. 
 
 (c) The Kyng. when he saw no appearance of enimies, caused the retreit 
 to be blowen, and gathering his armie togither, gave thanks to Almightie 
 God for so happie a victorie, causing his prelats and chaplains to sing this 
 psalm^: "In exitu Israel de Acgypto and commanded every man to 
 kneele dpwne on the ground, at this verse non IIODIS riomine, non nobis, 
 sed nomini tuo da glorium. 1 ' Which doone, he caused Te Deum with cer- 
 teine anthems to be soong. giving laud and praise to God, without boasting 
 of his owne force or any humane \M-WUI-. Holinshed. 
 
HISTORICAL, EPISODE. 
 
 RECEPTION OF KING HENRY THE FIFTH ON 
 
 ENTERING L.CNDON AFTER THE BATTLE 
 
 OF AGINCOURT.* 
 
 * Extracts of King Henry's reception into London from an anonymous 
 Chronicler, who was an eye-witness of the events he describes : 
 
 "And when the wished-for Saturday dawned, the citizens went forth to 
 meet the King. * * * viz., the Mayor(a) and Aldermen in 
 scarlet, and the rest of the inferior citizens in red suits, with party-coloured 
 hoods, red and white. * * * When they had come to the 
 Tower at the approach to the bridge, as it were at the entrance to the 
 authorities to the city. * * * Banners of the Royal Arms 
 adorned the Tower, elevated on its turrets ; and trumpets, clarions, and 
 horns, sounded in various melody ; and in front there was this elegant and 
 suitable inscription upon the wall, ' Civitas Regis justicie' ('The City to 
 the King's righteousness.') * * * And behind the tower were 
 innumerable boys, representing angels, arrayed in white, and with counte- 
 nances shining with gold, and glittering wings, and virgin locks set with 
 precious sprigs of laurel, who, at the King's approach, sang with melodious 
 voices, and with organs, an English anthem. 
 
 ******** 
 
 **A company of prophets, of venerable hairiness, dressed in golden 
 coats and mantles, with their heads covered and wrapped in gold and 
 crimson, sang with sweei harmony, bowing Cc the ground, a psalm of 
 thanksgiving. 
 
 ******** 
 
 "And they sent forth upon him round leaves of silver mixed with 
 wafers, equally thin and round. And the*e proceeded out to meet the 
 King a chorus of most beautiful virgin girls, elegantly attired in white, 
 singing with timbrol and dance, as it were an angelic multitude, decked 
 with celestial gracefulness, white apparel, shining feathers, virgin locks, 
 studded with gems and other resplendent and most elegant array, who 
 sent forth upon the head of the King passing beneath minae of gold, with 
 bows of laurel ; round about angels shone with celestial gracefulness, 
 chaunting sweetly, and with all sorts of music. 
 
 "And besides the pressure in the standing places, and of men crowding; 
 through the streets, and the multitude of both sexes along the way from 
 the bridge, from one end to the other, that scarcely the horsemen could 
 ride through them. A greater assembly, or a nobler spectacle, was not 
 recollected to have been ever before in Loiitfon." 
 
 (a) The Lord Mayor of London, A. D,, 1415, was Nicholas Wotton. 
 
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 ACT V. 
 
 SCENE 1 FRANCE. 
 
 INTERIOR OF THE PALACE AT 
 TROVES. 
 
 The Princess KATHARINE and her Attendants discovered. 
 
 Kath. Alice tu as este en Angleterre, et tu paries bien le 
 language. 
 
 Alice. Un peu, madame. 
 
 Kath. Je te prie, m'enseignez; ilfaul quefapprenne d parler. 
 Comment appellez i)ous la main, en Anglois f 
 
 Alice. La main ? die est appellee, de hand. 
 
 Kath. De hand. Et les doights f 
 
 Alice. Les doights? mafoy,jeoublieles doights, mais je me 
 soumendray. Les doights fjepense qu'ils sont appellesde fingres ; 
 ouy, de fingres. 
 
 Kath. La main, de hand ; les doights, de fingres. Je pense 
 qusje suis le ban escolier. Comment appellez nous les angles? 
 
 Alice. Les angles f les appelons, de nails. 
 
 Kath. De nails. Escoutez; dites moy si jt parle bien : de 
 hand, de fingres, de nails. 
 
 Alice. C'cst bien dit, madnme ; il est fort bon Anglois. 
 
 Kath. Dites moy V Anglois pour le bras 
 
 Alice. De arm, madame. 
 
 Kath. Etlecoudef 
 
 Alice. De elbow 
 
 Kath. De elbow. Je m'cn faitz la repetition de tons les mots 
 que vous m'avez appris dex d present. 
 
 Alice. 11 est trop difficile, madame, commeje pense. 
 
 Kath. Excusez moy, Alice; escoutez : De hand, de fingre, de 
 nails, de arm, de bilbow. 
 
 Alice. De elbow, madame. 
 
 Kath. Seigneur Dieu / je m'en oublie, De elbow, Comment 
 appellez vous le coif 
 
 Alice. De nick, madame. 
 
 Kath. De nick : Et le menton ? 
 
 Alice. De chin. 
 
 Kath. De sin. Le col, de nick ; le menton, de sin. 
 
 Alice. Ouy. Saufvostre honneur ; en verite, vous projionces 
 les mots aussi droict que les natifs d' Angleterre. 
 
 Kath. Je ne doute point d'apprendre par la gr&ce d& Dieu ; 
 <t en peu de temps. 
 
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 Alice. N'avez wus pas dejd ouWe ce queje vous ay enseignee? 
 Kath. Non je reeiteray d wus promptement. De hand, de 
 fingre, de mails, 
 Alice. De nails, madame. 
 Kath. De nails, de arme, de ilbow. 
 Alice. Saufvostre Jionneur. de elbow. 
 
 Enter an one side the French KING and QUEEN, with their 
 Court, and on the other the KING OP ENGLAND,() with 
 attendants. 
 
 K. Hen. Peace to this meeting, wherefore we are met ! 
 Unto our brother France, and to our sister, 
 Health and lair time of day ; joy and good wishes 
 To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine ; 
 And (as a branch and member of this royalty, 
 By whom this great assembly is contriv'd) 
 W e do salute you, Duke of Burgundy ; 
 And princes French, and peers, health to you all ! 
 
 Pr. King. Right joyous are we to behold your face, 
 Most worthy brother England ; fairly met : 
 So are you, princes English, every one. 
 
 Q. Isa. You English princes all, I do salute you. 
 Bur. My duty to you both, on equal love, 
 Great Kings of France and England ! That I have labour d 
 With all my wits, my pains, and strong endeavours, 
 To bring your most imperial majesties 
 
 Unto this bar and royal interview, 
 
 Your mightiness on both parts best can witness. 
 
 Since then my office hath so i'ar prevail'd 
 
 That face to face, and royal t-ye to eye, 
 
 You have coagreeted ; let it not disgrace me, 
 
 If I demand, before this royal view, 
 
 What rub, or what impediment, there is, 
 
 Why that naked, poor, and mangled peace, 
 
 Dear nurse of arts, plenties and joyful births, 
 
 Should not, in this best garden of the world, 
 
 Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage? 
 
 Alas ! she hath from France too long been chas d 
 
 And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps, 
 
 Corrupting in its own fertility. 
 1 And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and hedges 
 
 Defective in their natures, grow to wildness ; 
 
 Even so our houses, and ourselves, and children, 
 
 Have lost, or do not learn, for want of time, 
 
 The sciences that should become our country : 
 
 But grow, like savages, as soldiers will, 
 
 That nothing do but meditate on blood, 
 
 (a) Shortly after his arrival he waited on the King and Queen or France, 
 ami the LadVcaTherme their daughter, when great honour and attention! 
 were by them mutually paid to each wtUfir. J/o*''fot 
 
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 To swearing, and stern looks, diffus'd attire, 
 And everything that seems unnatural. 
 Which to reduce into our former favour 
 You are assembled ; and my speech entreats 
 That I may know the let, why gentle peace 
 Should not expel these inconveniences, 
 And bless us with her former qualities. 
 
 K. Hen. If, Duke of Burgundy, you would the peace, 
 Whose want gives growth to the imperfections 
 Which you have cited, you must buy that peace 
 With full accord to all our just demands ; 
 Whose tenors and particular effects 
 You have, enschedul'd briefly, in your hands. 
 
 Bur. The king hath heard them ; to the which, as yet, 
 There is no answer made. 
 
 K. Hen. Well, then, the peace 
 
 Which you before so urg'd, lies in his answer. 
 
 Fr. King. I have but with a cursorary eye 
 O'er-glanced the articles : pleaseth your grace 
 To appoint some of your council presently 
 To sit with us once more, with better heed 
 To re-survey them, we will, suddenly, 
 Pass our accept and peremptory answer. 
 
 K. Hen. Brother, we shall. Go, uncle Exeter, 
 And brother Clarence, and you, brother Gloster, 
 Warwick, and Huntington, go with the king : 
 And take with you free power to ratify, 
 Augment or alter, as your wisdoms best 
 Shall see advantageable for our dignity, 
 Anything in, or out of, our demands ; 
 And we'll consign thereto. Will you, fair sister, 
 Go with the princess, or stay here with us ? 
 
 Q. Isa. Our gracious brother, I will go with them 
 Haply a woman's voice may do some good, 
 When articles too nicely urg'd be stood on. 
 
 K.Hen. Yet leave our cousin Katherine here with us* 
 She is our capital demand, compris'd 
 Within the fore-rank of our articles. 
 
 Q. Isa. She hath good leave. 
 
 [Exeunt all excepting KING HENRY, 
 the PRINCESS, and ALICE. 
 
 K. Hen. Fair Katherine, and most fair ! 
 
 Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms, 
 Such as will enter at a lady's ear, 
 And plead his love suit to her gentle heart ? 
 
 Kath. (conversing with the aid of Alice.} Your majesty shall 
 mock at me ; I cannot speak your England. 
 
 K. Hen. O fair Katherine, if you will love me soundly 
 with your French heart, I will be 'glad to hear you confess it 
 brokenly with your English tongue. Do you like me, Kate? 
 
 Kath. Pardonnez moy, I cannot tell vat is like me. 
 
 K. Hen, An angel is like you, Kate ; and you are like an 
 angel. 
 
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 Kath. Que dit-il? queje suis semblable d les angesf 
 Alice. Ouy, mayment (saufvostre grace), ainsi dit-il. 
 K. Hen, I said so dear Katherine, and I must not blush to 
 affirm it. 
 
 Kath. bon Dieu ! les langucs des hommes sont nleines den 
 tromperies. 
 
 K. Hen. What says she, fair one ? that the tongues of men 
 are full of deceits ? 
 
 Alice. Ouy; dat de tongues of de mans is full of deceits- 
 dat is de princess. 
 
 K. Hen. The princess is the better Englishwoman. I'faith 
 Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understanding. 
 
 Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, me understand well. 
 
 K. Hen. Marry, if you would put me to verses, or to dance 
 for your sake, Kate, why you undid me: If I could win a 
 lady at leap-frog, or by vaulting into my saddle with my 
 armour on my back, under the correction of bragging be it 
 spoken, I should quickly leap into a wife. Or if I might 
 buffet for my love, or bound my horse for her favours I 
 could lay on like a butcher, and sit like a jack-an-apes 
 never off: but, Kate, I cannot look greenly, nor gasp out 
 my eloquence, nor I have no cunning in protestation- If 
 thou canst love a fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face is 
 riot worth suiiburning, that never looks in his glass for love of 
 anything he sees there, let thine eye be thy cook. I speak to 
 thee plain soldier: If thou canst love me for this, take me- 
 if not, to say to thee that I shall die, is true : but for thy 
 love, by the Lord.no; yet I love thee too. And while thou 
 hvest, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and uncoined 
 constancy; for he perforce must do thee right, because he 
 hath not the gift to woo in other places: for these fellows of 
 infinite tongue, that can rhyme themselves into ladies' favoim- 
 they do always reason themselves out again. What! a 
 'speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. A good ]*- 
 will fall; a straight back will stoop; a black beard will turn 
 white; a curled pate will grow bald; a fair face will Avither 
 a full eye will wax hollow; but a good heart, Kate, is the 
 sun and the moon; or, rather the sun, and not the moon for 
 it shines bright, and never changes, but keeps his course truly 
 If thou wouldst have such a one, take me. 
 
 Kath. Is it possible dat I should love de enemy of France ? 
 K. Hen. No; it is not possible you should love the enemy 
 of France, Kate: but in loving me, you should love the 
 friend of France ; for I love France so well that I will not 
 part with a village of it ; I will have it all mine : and, Kat-, 
 when France is mine, and I am yours, then yours is France' 
 and you are mine. 
 
 Kath. I cannot tell vat is dat. 
 
 K. Hen. No, Kate ? I will tell thee in French ; which I 
 am sure, will hang upon my tongue like a new-married wifr 
 about her husband's neck, hardly to be shook off. Qum.-d 
 fay la possession de France, at guand vous avez la possession 
 de moy (let me see, what then ? Saint Dennis be my speed ') 
 
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 ~~donc wstre est France, et vous estes mienne. It is as easy 
 for me, Kate, to conquer the kingdom as to speak so much 
 more French : I shall never move thee in French, unless it be 
 to laugh at me. 
 
 Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, le Francois que vcus parlez est 
 meilleur que I' Anglois le qudje parle. 
 
 K. Hen. No, 'faith, is't not, Kate : "but thy speaking of my 
 tongue, and I thine, must needs be granted to be much at one. 
 But, Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst 
 thou love me ? 
 
 Kath. I cannot tell. 
 
 K. Hen. Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate ? I'll ask 
 them. Come, I know thou lovest me. 
 
 How answer you, la plus belle Catherine du monde, mon tres 
 chere et divine deesse ? 
 
 Kqth. Your majeste ave fausse French enough to deceive 
 de most sage demoiselle dat is en France. 
 
 K. Hen. Now, fie upon my false French ? By mine honour, 
 in true English, I love thee, Kate. Put off your maiden 
 blushes ; avouch the thoughts of your heart with the looks 
 of an empress; take me by the hand, and say Harry of 
 England I am thine : which word thou shalt no sooner bless 
 mine ear withal but I will tell thee aloud England is thine, 
 Ireland is thine, France is thine and Henry Plantagenet is 
 thine; who, though I speak it before his lace, if he be not 
 fellow with the best King, thou shalt find the best King of 
 good fellows. Come, your answer in broken music; for thy 
 voice is music, and thy English broken. Wilt thou have me ? 
 
 Kath. Dat is as it shall please de roy mon pere. 
 
 K. Hen. Nay, it will please him well, Kate ; it shall please 
 him, Kate. 
 
 Kath. Den it sail also content me. 
 
 K. Hen. Upon that I kiss your hand, and I call you my 
 queen. 
 
 Kath. Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez; ma foy, je ne 
 veux point que vous alibaissez wstre grandeur, en baisant la 
 main d'une vostre indigne sermteure ; excuzez moy, je vous sup- 
 plie, mon tres puissant seigneur. 
 
 K. Hen. Then I will kiss your lips, Kate. 
 
 Kath. Les dames, et demoiselles, pour cstre baissees devant leur 
 nopces, il n'est pas le coutume de France. 
 
 K. Hen. Madam my interpreter, what says she ? 
 
 Alice. Dat it is not be de fashion pour les ladies of France, 
 I cannot tell what is baiser, en English. 
 
 1C. Hen. To kiss. 
 
 Alice. Your majesty entendre bettre que moy. 
 
 K. Hen. It is not the fashion for the maids in France to kiss 
 before they are married, would she say ? 
 
 Alice. Ouy^rayment. 
 
 K. Hen. O Kate, nice customs curt'sy to great kings. Dear 
 Kate, you and I cannot be confined within the weak list of a 
 country's fashion ; therefore, patiently and yielding. [Kissing 
 her.] You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate ; there is more 
 
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 eloquence in a sugar touch of them, than in the tongues of the 
 French council : and they should sooner persuade Harry of 
 England than a general petition of monarchs. 
 
 [The King leads out the Princess, 
 followed by the attendant. 
 
 SCENE 2. 
 
 A VIEW OF TROVES FROM THE 
 BRIDGE. 
 
 Enter Captain GOWER and FLUELLEN. 
 
 Gow. Nay, that's right ; but why wear you your leek to-day? 
 Saint Davy's day is past. n 
 
 Flu There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all 
 things: I will tell you, as my friend, Captain Gower: The 
 rascally, scald, beggarly, lousy, pragging knave, Pistol - 
 which you and youTself , and all the 'orld, know to be no petter 
 than a fellow, look you now, of no merits.-he is come to me, 
 and prings me pread and salt yesterday, look you and bid i 
 eat my leek : it was in a place where I could not breed no con- 
 tentions with him ; but I will be so pold as to wear it in my 
 cap till I see him once again, and then I will tell him a little 
 piece of my desires. 
 
 Enter PISTOL. 
 
 Gow Why, here he comes, swelling like a turkey-cock 
 Flu 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his turkey-cocks. 
 Got pless you, ancient Pistol 1 you scurvy, lousy knave, G 
 
 P P^IHa ! art thou Bedlam ? dost thou thirst, base Trojan, 
 To have me fold up Parca's fatal web ? 
 Hence ! I am qualmish at the smell of leek. 
 
 Flu I peseech you heartily, scurvy, lousy knave at my de- 
 sires and my requests, and my petitions, to eat, look you, mis 
 leek because, look you, you do not love it, nor your affec- 
 tions', and your appetites, and your digestions, does not agree 
 with it, I would desire you to eat it. 
 
 Pist. Not for Cadwallader and all his goats. 
 Flu. There is one goat for you. \btrikestnm. 
 
 Will you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it? 
 
 Pist. Base Trojan, thou shalt die. . 
 
 Flu You say very true, scald knave, when Heaven s will is; 
 I will desire you to live in the mean time, and eat your victu- 
 als come, there is sauce for it. [Striking him again. 
 You called me yesterday, mountain-squire but ,1 will ^ make 
 to-day a squire of low degree. I pray you, fall to, if you can 
 mock a leek, you can eat a leek. 
 
 Gow Enough, captain ; you have astonished him. 
 
 Flu. I say, I will make him eat some part of my leek, or I 
 
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 will peat his pate four days : Bite, I pray you ; it is goot for 
 your green wound, and your ploody coxcomb. 
 
 Pist. Must I bite ? 
 
 Flu. Yes, certainly ; and out of doubt and out of questions, 
 too, and ambiguities. 
 
 Pist. By this leek, I will most horribly revenge ; I eat and 
 eat I swear. 
 
 Flu. Eat, I pray you : Will you have some more sauce to 
 your leek ? there is not enough leek to swear by. 
 
 Pist. Quiet thy cudgel ; thou dost see, I eat. 
 
 Flu. Much goot do you, scald knave, heartily. Nay, pray 
 you, throw none away, the skin is goot for your proken cox- 
 comb. When you take occasions to seek leeks hereafter, I pray 
 you, mock at 'em ; that is all. 
 
 Pist. Good. 
 
 Flu. Ay, leeks is goot: Hold you, there is a groat to heal your 
 pate. 
 
 Pist. Me a groat. 
 
 Flu. Yes, verily, and in truth you shall take it ; or I have 
 another leek in my pocket, which you shall eat. 
 
 Pist. 1 take thy groat, in earnest of revenge. 
 
 Flu. If I owe you anything I will pay you in cudgels ; you 
 shall be a woodmonger, and buy nothing of me but cudgels. 
 Heaven be wi' you, and keep you, and heal your pate. 
 
 [Exit with GOWEN. 
 
 Pist. Ail hell shall stir for this. [Exit. 
 
 SCENE 3. 
 
 INTERBOR OF THE CATHEDRAL OF 
 TROYES.-THE CEREMONY OF THE 
 ESPOUSAL OF KING HENRY THE 
 FIFTH TO THE PRINCESS (CATHE- 
 RINE OF VALOSS. 
 
 Q. Isa. So happy be the issue, brother England, 
 Of this good day and of this gracious meeting, 
 
 (a) At this interview, which is described as taking place in the Church of 
 Notre Dame, at Troyes, King Henry was attired in his armonr, and ac- 
 companied by sixteen hundred warriors. Henry is related to have placed 
 a ring of " inestimable value " on the finger of Katharine, " supposed to 
 he the same worn by our English queen-consorta at tiieir coronation," at 
 the moment when he received the promise of the princess. 
 
 Katharine was crowned Queen of England February 24, 1421; and shortly 
 after the death of her heroic husband, which event took place August 
 81st, 1422, the queen married a Welch gentleman of the name of Owen 
 Tudor, by whom she had three sons and one daughter. The eldest son, 
 Edmund, married Margaret Beanfort. the heiress of the house of Somerset. 
 His half-brother, Henry VI., created him Earl of Richmond. He died 
 before he reached twenty years of age, leaving an infant son, afterwards 
 Henry VII., the first king of the Tudor line. Katharine died January 3d, 
 1437, in the thirty-sixth yuar of her age, and was buried at Westminster 
 Abbey. 
 
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 As we are now glad to behold your eyes ; 
 Your eyes, which hitherto have borne in them 
 Against the French, that met them in their bent, 
 The fatal balls of murthering basilisks ; 
 The venom of such looks, we fairly hope, 
 Have lost their quality ; and that this day 
 Shall change all griefs and quarrels into love. 
 
 K. Hen. To cry amen to that, thus we appear. 
 
 Fr. King. We have consented to all terms of reason. 
 
 K.Hen. Is't so, my lords of England ? 
 
 West. The king hath granted every article : 
 His daughter, first ; and then, in sequel, all, 
 According to their firm proposed natures. 
 
 Exe Only, he hath not yet subscribed this -.Where your 
 majesty demands, That the King of France, having any oc- 
 casion to write for matter of grant, shall name your highness 
 in this form, and with this addition, in French, Noter tres 
 chcr 1\lz Henry, Toy d'Angleterre, heritier de France ; and thus 
 in Latin -Prttdarissimus filius nostcr Henricus, rex Angla, ei 
 hceres Francim. 
 
 Fr. King. Nor this I have not, brother, so denied, 
 But your request shall make me let it pass. (V) 
 
 K. Hen. I pray you, then, in love, and dear alliance, 
 Let that one article rank with the rest : 
 And, thereupon, give me your daughter, (r) 
 
 Fr. King. Take her, fair son ; and from her blood raise up 
 Issue to me : that the contending kingdoms 
 Of France and England, whose very shores look pale 
 With envy of each other's happiness, 
 May cease their hatred ; and this dear conjunction 
 
 (ft) Councils were then holden for tlio ratification of the peace, and what- 
 ever articles had been disagreeable to the King of England in the treaty 
 were then corrected according to his pleasure. When relating to the 
 peace had been concluded. King Henry, according to the custom of France, 
 affianced the Lady Catherine. Monstrelet. 
 
 The principal articles of the treaty were, that Henry should espouse the 
 Princess Catherine: That King Charles, during his lifetime, should enjoy 
 the title and dignity of King of France : That H^nry should be declared 
 and acknowledged heir of the monarchy, and be intrusted with thepresent 
 administration of the government: That that kingdom should pass to his 
 heirs general : That. France and England should for ever be united under 
 one King, but should still retain their several usages, customs, and privi- 
 leges: That all the princes, peers, vassals, and communities of France, 
 should swear, that they would both adhere to the future succession ot 
 Henrv, and pay him present obedience as regent : That this prince 
 should unite his anna to those of King Charles and the Duke of Burgundy 
 in order to subdue the adherents of Charles, the pretended dauphin ; and 
 that These three princes should make no peace or truce with him but by 
 common consent and agreement. Such was the tenour of. this famous 
 treaty a treaty which, as nothing but the most violent animosity could 
 dictate it. so nothing but the power of the sword could carry it into exe- 
 cution. Hume's History of England. 
 
 (c) On the morrow of Trinity-day the King of England espoused her in 
 the parish church near to where he was lodged. Great pomp and magnifi- 
 cence wore displayed by him and his prince, as if he were at that moment 
 King of all the world. Monstrdet. 
 
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 Plant neighbourhood and Christian-like accord 
 In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance 
 His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair France. 
 
 All. Amen ! 
 
 K. Hen. Now welcome, Kate : and bear me witness all, 
 That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen. 
 God, the best maker of all marriages, 
 Combine our hearts in one, our realms in one ! 
 That English may as French, French Englishmen, 
 Receive each other ! God speak this Amen ! 
 
 All. Amen ! 
 
 THE ESPOUSAL, 
 CURTAIN. 
 
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 NOTES ON HERALDRY DISPLAYED IN 
 HENRY V. 
 
 As Heraldry forms an important feature, in a decorative sense, in Mr. 
 Calvert's Revival of Henry V., it has been thought desirable to insert a 
 few explanatory notes on a subject perhaps little understood now-a-days 
 except by the antiquary or the amateur, whose fancy happens to lead him 
 into the investigation of a Science long since decayed, and it maybe said 
 almost forgotten. Thackeray has Bomewhere said, that a knowledge of 
 Heraldry a hundred years ago formed part of the education of most noble 
 ladies and gentlemen;" and the inimitable Die Yernon said to Frank 
 Osbaldiston; "not know the figures of Heraldry ! -of what could your 
 father be thinking ?" And assuming that the majority of those who will 
 witness the revival of Henry V. will not understand its heraldic figures, a 
 few laconic observations are here introduced as a sort of help tc 
 ravelling of their mysteries. 
 
 The Royal Arms of England.-From the reign of Henry IV. til 
 the accession of James YI. of Scotland to the English throne, the roya 
 Shield and banner was blazoned France modern and England quai 
 much has been said in support of the theory that the shield hanging u] 
 with other relics in Westminster Abbey, belonging to Henry Y. was UK 
 identical one used by the monarch at the battle of Agincourt; but tn< 
 blazonin- of this shield is so unlike any heraldry displayed by Henry, an, 
 so thoroughly French in character, the conclusion may be logically arrive, 
 at that it is a mere trophy brought from that memorable field, a fcct Bt 
 further borne out by the statement of Elmham, a contemporary chronic* 
 who distinctly describes the king's heraldry as consisting of three golde: 
 flowers planted in an azure field, and three golden leopards sport 
 ruby field." 
 
 The Royal Arms of France. -The Royal Shield and Banner c 
 Oriflamme, as used at the period of the action of the play, had a bi 
 ground charged with three golden Fleurs-de-lis. This display of the royt 
 heraldry of France is known to heraldic scholars as France modern in co 
 tradistinction to France ancient, which consisted of a blue field sprmkl 
 all over with golden Fleurs-de-lis. The change from France ancient t 
 France modern was made by Charles V., about the middle of thefourtee 
 century. 
 
 Badaes and Collars.-Badges form a very interesting section < 
 heraldic study and investigation; they are not to be confounded with, < 
 mistaken for, charges on shields or banners; they are entirely d:stm< 
 heraldic figures, having reference to incidents of historical or personal 11 
 torest. The Royal badges form a most interesting group; and all Iw 
 
reference to the varying fortunes of their princely owners. The planta 
 genista, or sprig of broom, is well known in connection with the great 
 house of Plantagenet ; the red and white roses of York and Lancaster, 
 and the feathers of the Prince of Wales, are all familiar to the student of 
 history. 
 
 The badges of Henry V. chosen for adoption in the revival of the play 
 are the Slack Swan chained, tlie Eed Eose of Lancaster, and a single 
 Ostrich Feather. 
 
 The Black Swan of the de Bohuns was the favourite badge of both 
 Henry and his father, Henry of Bolingbroke. The following quotation 
 from Miss Strickland's " Lives of the Queens." will explain the reason for 
 its adoption ; " Henry the Fourth's first wife was Mary de Bohun, the co- 
 heiress of the Earl of Hereford, Lord Constable of England. * * * * 
 Her sister was married to Henry's uncle, Gloucester. * * * * She 
 (Mary) died in the bloom of life, leaving six infants, namely, the renowned 
 Henry V. ; Thomas, Duke of Clarence ; John, Duke of Bedford, Regent of 
 France; and Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester, Protector of England; 
 Blanche, married to the Count Palatine ; and Phillipa, to Eric, King of 
 Denmark. * * * It was from Mary Bohun that Henry derived his title 
 of Duke of Hereford." 
 
 In addition to badges, the adherents of the two great rival houses wore 
 collars, sometimes made of embroidered stuff, and often of metal wrought 
 with all the cunning of the artistic goldsmith. The Yorkist collars were 
 formed mostly of alternate Suns and Hoses, and the Lancastrian of the let- 
 ter " S" repeated, supposed to represent the word " Soveraygne" a motto 
 of Henry the Fourth's. In the play Henry wears this collar, having a pen 
 dant containing the Black Swan, with wings extended. 
 
 Tine Royal Crown and Circlet. A radical change took place ip 
 the form and details of the royal diadem in the reign of Henry V. Prior- 
 to this period the crown consisted of a mere circlet of metal, ornamented 
 with strawberry leaves and pearls, as represented on coins and sepulchral 
 monuments. In Henry's reign this circlet was first arched over, and sur. 
 mounted by the ball and cross the strawberry leaves gave way to crosses, 
 patees, &u(ijleurs-de-lis. The circlet without the arches was worn by the 
 heroic Henry, surmounting his steel cap in warfare ; and the head-dress of 
 the king in the Revival forms an interesting and correct reproduction of 
 this emblem of royalty as actually used at the battle of Agincourt. The 
 complete crown has been made from sketches taken from Henry's monu- 
 ment in Westminster Abbey. 
 
 Montjoy, the Herald, of the French. " Montjoy," the name 
 given to the principal herald of Charles VI., plays an important part iu 
 Shakespere's Henry Y., and would probably hold an office somewhat analo- 
 gous to that of " Garter" amongst English Heralds. In the early days of 
 English heraldry, individual devices or bearings became so popular, and, 
 consequently, so numerous, that it was absolutely necessary to arrange, 
 classify, and chronicle them, so that a knight might be easily recognized 
 by his bearings and heraldic insignia. Not only was this desirable in the 
 actual din of battle, but in the more peaceful lists at home. When a 
 champion entered equipped for the tournament, his name and style were 
 given by the heralds, who called attention by a blast or flourish of tram- 
 
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 nets- afterwards the persons who arranged and chronicled armorial bear. 
 C - ecTlledheralL. These heralds acted in a collegiate capacity in 
 S rei<m of Henry V., incorporated by Royal Charter in the reign of 
 Richarct III., followed by another in that of Edward VI. They cons;, of 
 three kings, six heralds, and four pursuivants, and constitute 
 known in oir time as the "College of Heralds." The art of Ascribing 
 Shields of arms was designated " Blazon," and at the close o 
 teenth century a distinct and recognized science was established, win 
 has ever since been called Heraldry. 
 
 Flacrs and Banners.-The Banners displayed in the Revival of 
 Henry V. form a most interesting and decorative feature, and produce a 
 rich and pleasing picture of the Heraldry of the period, ^outell, in his 
 admirable little work on " English Heraldry," divides the flags of mcoia> 
 yal times into three sections, viz., The Pennon, Banner, and Standard. 
 The Pennon was a swallow-tailed pendant from the lance-head c 
 KnMit whose personal ensign it was, charged with badges or otuc 
 morial devices. The banner was nearly square in form, and was charged 
 with the Cote-armour of the bearer, and not with any other devices The 
 sails of ships were also emblazoned with Cote-armour, as shown in ill 
 nations seals, and coins. The Standard was of large dimensions, and 
 considerable length, in proportion to its depth, and tapering towards 
 extremity. Pennons and standards were charged with the owners fa 
 badges, etc., in addition to coats of arms. The large Standard floating 
 over the Theatre is a very fine example of this class of flag. It has 
 Cross ofSt George next the staff, and the fly is divided into red and white, 
 the livery colors of the house of Lancaster, charged with the Bohun black 
 swan woodstocks, fox-tails, and Lancastrian red roses. This standard 
 a type of many ; but a record of it is preserved. It was the Standard ac- 
 tually used by Henry Plantagenet of Bolingbroke, and would very proba- 
 bly be used by his chivalrous son at Agincourt, and would attend him 01 
 his expedition through France. 
 
 Blazon of the Roll of Arms of the Principal Person- 
 ages who attended Henry in his French Campaign.- 
 lu an important production such as Henry V., where so much of the acti< 
 is warlike, and full of the " pride, pomp, and circumstance" of medieval 
 warfare, it seemed very desirable to accurately represent on the s 
 actual banners and ahields used by Henry and his retinue. To ac 
 this was a task of no ordinary magnitude, inasmuch W^**^*?*** 
 that in use at the period, and must be represented with all the spin 
 conventionality of mediaeval art. Whilst the rolls of Caerlaverock, Battle, 
 and others exist, there is no blazoned role extant of the arms of those who 
 composed the retinue of Henry V., and therefore considerable resear, 
 sepulchral monuments and other SO urccsof information has been instituted 
 to arrive at a satisfactory result. In the blazon of this roll of arms the 
 family or hereditary arms of the different owners are only given, for it is a 
 well ascertained fact that however many quarterings appeared in time o 
 peace and for peaceful purposes, the shield and banner in time of war 
 Ued only the simple family arms of the owner. This is *"*"*"; 
 cmplified in the celebrated Roll of Caerlaverock as blazoned and put 
 
 by Sir Harris Nicola, 
 
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