Therfore let our collectiō for the wars be soone prouided:
For God before, weell check the Dolphin at his fathers doore.
Therefore let euery man now taske his thought,
That this faire action may on foote be brought. 220
[_Exeunt omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. II.]]
_Enter_ Nim _and_ Bardolfe.
_Bar._ Godmorrow Corporall _Nim_.[5454]
_Nim._ Godmorrow Lieftenant _Bardolfe_.[5454]
_Bar._ What is antient _Pistoll_ and thee friends yet?
_Nim._ I cannot tell, things must be as they may:
I dare not fight, but I will winke and hold out mine Iron: 5
It is a simple one, but what tho; it will serue to toste cheese,[5455]
And it will endure cold as an other mans sword will,
And theres the humor of it.
_Bar._ Yfaith mistresse quickly did thee great wrong,[5456]
For thou weart troth plight to her. 10
_Nim._ I must do as I may, tho patience be a tyred mare,
Yet sheel plod, and some say kniues haue edges,
And men may sleepe and haue their throtes about them
At that time, and there is the humour of it.
_Bar._ Come yfaith. Il bestow a breakfast to make _Pistoll_ 15
And thee friendes. What a plague should we carrie kniues
To cut our owne throates.
_Nim._ Yfaith Il liue as long as I may, thats the certaine of it.
And when I cannot liue any longer, Il do as I may,
And theres my rest, and the randeuous of it. 20
_Enter_ Pistoll _and Hostes Quickly, his wife_.[5457]
_Bar._ Godmorrow ancient _Pistoll_.[5454]
Heere comes ancient _Pistoll_, I prithee _Nim_ be quiet.
_Nim._ How do you my Hoste?
_Pist._ Base slaue, callest thou me hoste?
Now by gads lugges I sweare, I scorne the title, 25
Nor shall my _Nell_ keepe lodging.
_Host._ No by my troath not I,
For we cānot bed nor boord half a score honest gētlewomē[5458]
That liue honestly by the prick of their needle,
But it is thought straight we keepe a bawdy-house. 30
O Lord heeres Corporall _Nims_, now shall[5459]
We haue wilful adultry and murther committed:
Good Corporall _Nim_ shew the valour of a man,
And put vp your sword.
_Nim._ Push. 35
_Pist._ What dost thou push, thou prickeard cur of Iseland?
_Nim._ Will you shog off? I would haue you solus.
_Pist._ Solus egregious dog, that solus in thy throte,
And in thy lungs, and which is worse, within
Thy mesfull mouth, I do retort that solus in thy 40
Bowels, and in thy law, perdie: for I can talke,
And _Pistolls_ flashing firy cock is vp.
_Nim._ I am not _Barbasom,_ you cannot coniure me:[5460]
I haue an humour _Pistoll_ to knock you indifferently well,
And you fall foule with me _Pistoll_, Il scoure you with my 45
Rapier in faire termes. If you will walke off a little,
Ile pricke your guts a little in good termes,
And theres the humour of it.
_Pist._ O braggard vile, and damned furious wight,
The Graue doth gape, and groaning 50
Death is neare, therefore exall.
_They drawe._
_Bar._ Heare me, he that strikes the first blow,
Ile kill him, as I am a souldier.
_Pist._ An oath of mickle might, and fury shall abate.
_Nim._ He cut your throat at one time or an other in faire termes, 55
And theres the humor of it.
_Post._ Couple gorge is the word, I thee defie agen:
A damned hound, thinkst thou my spouse to get?
No, to the powdering tub of infamy,
Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cresides kinde, 60
Doll Tear-sheete, she by name, and her espowse
I haue, and I will hold, the quandom quickly,
For the onely she and Paco, there it is inough.
_Enter the Boy._
_Boy._ Hostes you must come straight to my maister,
And you Host _Pistoll_. Good _Bardolfe_ 65
Put thy nose betweene the sheetes, and do the office of a warming
pan.[5461]
_Host._ By my troath heele yeeld the crow a pudding one of these dayes,
Ile go to him, husband youle come?
_Bar._ Come _Pistoll_ be friends.
_Nim_ prithee be friends, and if thou wilt not be 70
Enemies with me too.
_Ni._ I shal haue my eight shillings I woon of you at beating?[5462]
_Pist._ Base is the slaue that payes.
_Nim._ That now I will haue, and theres the humor of it.
_Pist._ As manhood shall compound. _They draw._ 75
_Bar._ He that strikes the first blow,
Ile kill him by this sword.
_Pist._ Sword is an oath, and oathes must haue their course.
_Nim._ I shall haue my eight shillings I wonne of you at
beating?[5462]
_Pist._ A noble shalt thou haue, and readie pay, 80
And liquor likewise will I giue to thee,
And friendship shall combind and brotherhood:[5463]
Ile liue by _Nim_ as _Nim_ shall liue by me:
Is not this iust? for I shall Sutler be[5464]
Vnto the Campe, and profit will occrue. 85
_Nim._ I shall haue my noble?
_Pist._ In cash most truly paid.
_Nim._ Why theres the humour of it.
_Enter Hostes._
_Hostes._ As euer you came of men come in,
Sir _Iohn_ poore soule is so troubled 90
With a burning tashan contigian feuer, tis wonderfull.
_Pist._ Let vs condoll the knight: for lamkins we will liue.[5465]
[_Exeunt omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. III.]]
_Enter Exeter and Gloster._
_Glost._ Before God my Lord, his Grace is too bold to trust these
traytors.
_Exe._ They shalbe apprehended by and by.
_Glost._ I but the man that was his bedfellow
Whom he hath cloyed and graced with princely fauours
That he should for a forraine purse, to sell 5
His Soueraignes life to death and trechery.
_Exe._ O the Lord of _Massham_.
_Enter the King and three Lords._
_King._ Now sirs the windes faire, and we wil aboord;[5466]
My Lord of _Cambridge_, and my Lord of _Massham_,
And you my gentle Knight, giue me your thoughts, 10
Do you not thinke the power we beare with vs,
Will make vs conquerors in the field of _France_?
_Masha._ No doubt my Liege, if each man do his best.
_Cam._ Neuer was Monarch better feared and loued then is your maiestie.
_Gray._ Euen those that were your fathers enemies 15
Haue steeped their galles in honey for your sake.
_King._ We therefore haue great cause of thankfulnesse,
And shall forget the office of our hands:
Sooner then reward and merit,[5467]
According to their cause and worthinesse. 20
_Masha._ So seruice shall with steeled sinewes shine,
And labour shall refresh it selfe with hope
To do your Grace incessant seruice.
_King._ Vncle of _Exeter_, enlarge the man
Committed yesterday, that rayled against our person, 25
We consider it was the heate of wine that set him on,
And on his more aduice we pardon him.
_Masha._ That is mercie, but too much securitie:
Let him bee punisht Soueraigne, least the example of him,
Breed more of such a kinde. 30
_King._ O let vs yet be mercifull.
_Cam._ So may your highnesse, and punish too.
_Gray._ You shew great mercie if you giue him life,
After the taste of his correction.
_King._ Alas your too much care and loue of me 35
Are heauy orisons gainst the poore wretch,[5468]
If litle faults proceeding on distemper should not bee winked at,
How should we stretch our eye, when capitall crimes,
Chewed, swallowed and disgested, appeare before vs:[5469]
Well yet enlarge the man, tho Cambridge and the rest 40
In their deare loues, and tender preseruation of our state,
Would haue him punisht.
Now to our French causes.
Who are the late Commissioners?
_Cam._ Me one my Lord, your highnesse bad me aske for it to day. 45
_Mash._ So did you me my Soueraigne.
_Gray._ And me my Lord.
_King._ Then _Richard_ Earle of _Cambridge_ there is yours.
There is yours my Lord of _Masham_.
And sir _Thomas Gray_ knight of _Northumberland_, this same is
yours: 50
Read them, and know we know your worthinesse.
Vnckle _Exeter_, I will aboord to night.
Why how now Gentlemen, why change you colour?
What see you in those papers
That hath so chased your blood out of apparance? 55
_Cam._ I do confesse my fault, and do submit me
To your highnesse mercie.
_Mash._ To which we all appeale.
_King._ The mercy which was quit in us but late,
By your owne reasons is forestald and done: 60
You must not dare for shame to aske for mercy,
For your owne conscience turne upon your bosomes,
As dogs upon their maisters worrying them.
See you my Princes, and my noble Peeres,
These English monsters: 65
My Lord of _Cambridge_ here,
You know how apt we were to grace him,
In all things belonging to his honour:
And this vilde man hath for a fewe light crownes,
Lightly conspired and sworne vnto the practices of _France_: 70
To kill vs here in _Hampton_. To the which,
This knight no lesse in bountie bound to vs
Then _Cambridge_ is, haah likewise sworne.[5470]
But oh what shall I say to thee false man,
Thou cruell ingratefull and inhumane creature, 75
Thou that didst beare the key of all my counsell,
That knewst the very secrets of my heart,
That almost mightest a coyned me into gold,[5471]
Wouldest thou a practisde on me for thy vse:[5472]
Can it be possible that out of thee 80
Should proceed one sparke that might annoy my finger?
Tis so strange, that tho the truth doth showe as grose
As black from white, mine eye wil scarcely see it.
Their faults are open, arrest them to the answer of the lawe,
And God acquit them of their practises. 85
_Exe._ I arrest thee of high treason,
By the name of _Richard_, Earle of _Cambridge_.
I arest thee of high treason.
By the name of _Henry_, Lord of _Masham_.
I arest thee of high treason, 90
By the name of _Thomas Gray_, knight of _Northumberland_.
_Mash._ Our purposes God iustly hath discouered,
And I repent my fault more then my death,
Which I beseech your maiestie forgiue,
Altho my body pay the price of it. 95
_King._ God quit you in his mercy. Heare your sentence.[5473]
You haue conspired against our royall person,
Ioyned with an enemy proclaimed and fixed.
And frō his coffers receiued the golden earnest of our death
Touching our person we seeke no redresse.
But we our kingdomes safetie must so tender 101
Whose ruine you haue sought,
That to our lawes we do deliuer you.
Get ye therefore hence: poore miserable creatures to your death,[5474]
The taste whereof, God in his mercy giue you 105
Patience to endure, and true repentance of all your deeds amisse:
Beare them hence.
_Exit three Lords._
Now Lords to _France_. The enterprise whereof,
Shall be to you as us, successiuely.
Since God cut off this dangerous treason lurking in our way 110
Cheerly to sea, the signes of war aduance:
No King of England, if not King of _France_.
_Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. IV.]]
_Enter Nim, Pistoll, Bardolfe, Hostes and a Boy._
_Host._ I prethy sweete heart, let me bring thee so farre as _Stanes_.
_Pist._ No fur, no fur.
_Bar._ Well sir _Iohn_ is gone. God be with him.
_Host._ I, he is in _Arthors_ bosom, if euer any were:
He went away as if it were a crysombd childe,[5475] 5
Betweene twelue and one,
Iust at turning of the tide:
His nose was as sharpe as a pen:
For when I saw him fumble with the sheetes,
And talk of floures and smile vpō his fingers ends 10
I knew there was no way but one.
How now sir _Iohn_ quoth I?
And he cryed three times, God, God, God,
Now I to comfort him, bad him not think of God,
I hope there was no such need. 15
Then he bad me put more cloathes at his feete:[5476]
And I felt to them, and they were as cold as any stone:
And to his knees, and they were as cold as any stone.
And so vpward, and vpward, and all was as cold as any stone.[5477]
_Nim._ They say he cride out on Sack. 20
_Host._ I that he did.
_Boy._ And of women.
_Host._ No that he did not.
_Boy._ Yes that he did: and he sed they were diuels incarnat.[5478]
_Host._ Indeed carnation was a colour he neuer loued.
_Nim._ Well he did cry out on women. 26
_Host._ Indeed he did in some sort handle women,
But then he was rumaticke, and talkt of the whore of _Babylon._
_Boy._ Hostes do you remember he saw a Flea stand
Vpon _Bardolfes_ Nose, and sed it was a blacke soule 30
Burning in hell fire?[5479]
_Bar._ Well, God be with him,
That was all the wealth I got in his seruice.
_Nim._ Shall we shog off?
The king wil be gone from _Southampton_. 35
_Pist._ Cleare vp thy cristalles,
Looke to my chattels and my moueables.
Trust none: the word is pitch and pay:[5480]
Mens words are wafer cakes,
And holdfast is the onely dog my deare. 40
Therefore cophetua be thy counsellor,
Touch her soft lips and part.
_Bar._ Farewell hostes.
Nim. I cannot kis: and theres the humor of it.
But adieu. 45
_Pist._ Keepe fast thy buggle boe.
_Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. V.]]
_Enter King of_ France, Bourbon, Dolphin,
and others.
_King._ Now you Lords of _Orleance_,
Of _Bourbon_, and of _Berry_,
You see the King of England is not slack,
For he is footed on this land alreadie.
_Dolphin._ My gratious Lord, tis meete we all goe foorth, 5
And arme vs against the foe:
And view the weak & sickly parts of _France_:
But let vs do it with no show of feare,
No with no more, then if we heard
England were busied with a Moris dance.[5481] 10
For my good Lord, she is so idely kingd,
Her scepter so fantastically borne,
So guided by a shallow humorous youth,
That feare attends her not.
_Con._ O peace Prince _Dolphin_, you deceiue your selfe, 15
Question your grace the late Embassador,
With what regard he heard his Embassage,
How well supplied with aged Counsellours,
And how his resolution andswered him.
You then would say that _Harry_ was not wilde. 20
_King._ Well thinke we _Harry_ strong:
And strongly arme us to preuent the foe.
_Con._ My Lord here is an Embassador
From the King of England.
_Kin._ Bid him come in. 25
You see this chase is hotly followed Lords.
_Dol._ My gracious father, cut up this English short.
Selfeloue my liege is not so vile a thing,
As selfe neglecting.
_Enter Exeter._
_King._ From our brother England?[5482] 30
_Exe._ From him, and thus he greets your Maiestie:
He wils you in the name of God Almightie,
That you deuest your selfe and lay apart
That borrowed tytle, which by gift of heauen,
Of lawe of nature, and of nations, longs[5483] 35
To him and to his heires, namely the crmvne
And all wide stretched titles that belongs
Unto the Crowne of _France_, that you may know
Tis no sinister, nor no awkeward claime,
Pickt from the wormeholes of old vanisht dayes, 40
Nor from the dust of old obliuion rackte,
He sends you these most memorable lynes,
In euery branch truly demonstrated:
Willing you ouerlooke this pedigree,
And when you finde him euenly deriued 45
From his most famed and famous ancestors,
_Edward_ the third, he bids you then resigne
Your crowne and kingdome, indirectly held
From him, the natiue and true challenger.
_King._ If not, what followes? 50
_Exe._ Bloody costraint, for if you hide the crown
Euen in your hearts, there will he rake for it:
Therefore in fierce tempest is he comming,
In thunder, and in earthquake, like a _Ioue_,
That if requiring faile, he will compell it: 55
And on your heads turnes he the widowes teares,
The Orphanes cries, the dead mens bones,[5484]
The pining maydens grones.
For husbands, fathers, and distressed louers,
Which shall be swallowed in this controuersie. 60
This is his claime, his threatning, and my message.[5485]
Vnles the _Dolphin_ be in presence here,
To whom expresly we bring greeting too.
_Dol._ For the _Dolphin?_ I stand here for him,
What to heare from England. 65
_Exe._ Scorn & defiance, slight regard, contempt,
And any thing that may not misbecome
The mightie sender, doth he prise you at:
Thus saith my king. Vnles your fathers highnesse
Sweeten the bitter mocke you sent his Maiestie, 70
Heele call you to so loud an answere for it,
That caues and wombely vaultes of _France_
Shall chide your trespasse, and return your mock,
In second accent of his ordenance.
_Dol._ Say that my father render faire reply, 75
It is against my will:
For I desire nothing so much,
As oddes with England.
And for that cause according to his youth
I did present him with those _Paris_ balles. 80
_Exe._ Heele make your _Paris_ Louer shake for it,
Were it the mistresse Court of mightie _Europe_.
And be assured, youle finde a difference
As we his subiects haue in wonder found:
Betweene his yonger dayes and these he musters now, 85
Now he wayes time euen to the latest graine,
Which you shall finde in your owne losses
If he stay in _France_.[5486]
_King._ Well for vs, you shall returne our answere backe
To our brother England.[5482] 90
_Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. VI.]]
_Enter_ Nim, Bardolfe, Pistoll, Boy.
_Nim._ Before God here is hote seruice.[5487]
_Pist._ Tis hot indeed, blowes go and come,
Gods vassals drop and die.
_Nim._ Tis honor, and theres the humor of it.
_Boy._ Would I were in London:
Ide giue all my honor for a pot of Ale. 6
_Pist._ And I. If wishes would preuaile,
I would not stay, but thither would I hie.
_Enter_ Flewellen _and beates them in_.
_Flew._ Godes plud vp to the breaches
You rascals, will you not vp to the breaches? 10
_Nim._ Abate thy rage sweete knight,
Abate thy rage.
_Boy._ Well I would I were once from them:
They would haue me as familiar
With mens pockets, as their gloues, and their 15
Handkerchers, they will steale any thing.
_Bardolfe_ stole a Lute case, carryed it three mile,
And sold it for three hapence.[5488]
_Nim_ stole a fier shouell.
I knew by that, they meant to carry coales: 20
Well, if they will not leaue me,
I meane to leaue them.
_Exit_ Nim, Bardolfe, Pistoll, _and the Boy_.
_Enter_ Gower.
_Gower._ Gaptain _Flewellen_, you must come strait[5489]
To the Mines, to the Duke of _Gloster_. 25
_Flew._ Looke you, tell the Duke it is not so good
To come to the mines: the concuaueties is otherwise,
You may discusse to the Duke, the enemy is digd
Himselfe fiue yardes vnder the countermines:
By _Iesus_ I thinke heele blowe up all[5490] 30
If there be no better direction.
[Sidenote: [SC. VII.]]
_Enter the King and his Lords alarum._
_King._ How yet resolues the Gouernour of the Towne?
This is the latest parley weele admit:
Therefore to our best mercie giue your selues,
Or like to men proud of destruction, defie vs to our worst,
For as I am a souldier, a name that in my thoughts 5
Becomes me best, if we begin the battery once againe
I will not leaue the halfe atchieued Harflew,
Till in her ashes she be buried,
The gates of mercie are all shut vp.
What say you, will you yeeld and this auoyd, 10
Or guiltie in defence be thus destroyd?
_Enter Gouernour._
_Gouer._ Our expectation hath this day an end:
The Dolphin whom of succour we entreated,
Returnes vs word, his powers are not yet ready,
To raise so great a siege: therefore dread King, 15
We yeeld our towne and liues to thy soft mercie:
Enter our gates, dispose of vs and ours,
For we no longer are defensiue now.
[Sidenote: [SC. VIII.]]
_Enter_ Katherine, Allice.
_Kate. Allice_ venecia, vous aues cates en,
Vou parte fort bon Angloys englatara,
Coman sae palla vou la main en francoy.
_Allice._ La main madam de han.
_Kate._ E da bras. 5
_Allice._ De arma madam.
_Kate._ Le main da han la bras de arma.
_Allice._ Owye madam.
_Kate._ E Coman sa pella vow la menton a la coll.
_Allice._ De neck, e de cin, madam. 10
_Kate._ E de neck, e de cin, e de code.
_Allice._ De cudie ma foy Ie oblye, mais Ie remembre,
Le tude, o de elbo madam.
_Kate._ Ecowte Ie rehersera, towt cella que Iac apoandre,
De han, de arma, de neck, du cin, e de bilbo. 15
_Allice._ De elbo madam.
_Kate._ O Iesu, Iea obloye ma foy, ecoute Ie recontera
De han, de arma, de neck, de cin, e de elbo, e ca bon.
_Allice._ Ma foy madam, vow parla au se bon Angloys
Asie vous aues ettue en Englatara. 20
_Kate._ Par la grace de deu an petty tanes. Ie parle milleur
Coman se pella vou le peid e le robe.
_Allice._ Le foot, e le con.
_Kate._ Le fot, e le con, ô Iesu! Ie ne vew poinct parle,
Sie plus deuant le che cheualires de franca, 25
Pur one million ma foy.
_Allice._ Madame, de foote, e le con.
_Kate._ O et ill ausie, ecowte Allice, de han, de arma,
De neck, de cin, le foote, e de con.
_Allice._ Cet fort bon madam.
_Kate._ Aloues a diner. 31
_Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. IX.]]
_Enter King of France, Lord Constable, the Dolphin_,
_and_ Burbon.
_King._ Tis certaine he is past the Riuer Some.
_Con._ Mordeu ma via: Shall a few spranes of vs,
The emptying of our fathers luxerie,
Outgrow their grafters.
_Bur._ Normanes, basterd Normanes, mor du 5
And if they passe vnfought withall,
Ile sell my Dukedom for a foggy farme
In that short nooke Ile of England.
_Const._ Why whence haue they this mettall?
Is not their clymate raw, foggy and colde. 10
On whom as in disdaine, the Sunne lookes pale?
Can barley broath, a drench for swolne lades
Their sodden water decockt such liuely blood?
And shall our quicke blood spirited with wine
Seeme frosty? O for honour of our names, 15
Let vs not hang like frozen Iicesickles
Vpon our houses tops, while they a more frosty clymate
Sweate drops of youthfull blood.
_King._ Constable dispatch, send Montioy forth,
To know what willing raunsome he will giue? 20
Sonne _Dolphin_ you shall stay in _Rone_ with me.[5491]
_Dol._ Not so I do beseech your Maiestie.[5492]
_King._ Well, I say it shalbe so.
_Exeunt omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. X.]]
_Enter_ Gower.[5493]
_Go._ How now Captain _Flewellen_, come you frō the bridge?
_Flew._ By Iesus thers excellēt seruice cōmitted at yᵉ bridge.
_Gour._ Is the Duke of _Exeter_ safe?
_Flew._ The duke of _Exeter_ is a mā whom I loue, & I honor,
And I worship, with my soule, and my heart, and my life, 5
And my lands and my liuings,
And my vttermost powers.
The Duke is looke you,
God be praised and pleased for it, no harme in the worell.
He is maintain the bridge very gallently: there is an Ensigne[5494] 10
There, I do not know how you call him, but by Iesus I think He is
as[5495]
valient a man as _Marke Anthonie_, he doth maintain the bridge
most[5496]
gallantly: yet he is a man of no reckoning: But I did see him do
gallant
seruice.
_Gouer._ How do you call him? 15
_Flew._ His name is ancient _Pistoll_.
_Gouer._ I know him not.
_Enter Ancient_ Pistoll.
_Flew._ Do you not know him, here comes the man.
_Pist._ Captaine, I thee beseech to do me fauour,
The Duke of _Exeter_ doth loue thee well. 20
_Flew._ I, and I praise God I haue merrited some loue at his hands.
_Pist. Bardolfe_ a souldier, one of buxsome valour,
Hath by furious fate
And giddy Fortunes fickle wheele,
That Godes blinde that stands vpon the rowling restlesse
stone.[5497] 25
_Flew._ By your patience ancient _Pistoll_,
Fortune, looke you is painted,
Plind with a mufler before her eyes,
To signifie to you, that Fortune is plind:
And she is moreouer painted with a wheele, 30
Which is the morall that Fortune is turning,
And inconstant, and variation; and mutabilities:
And her fate is fixed at a sphericall stone
Which roules, and roules, and roules:
Surely the Poet is make an excellēt descriptiō of Fortune. 35
Fortune looke you is and excellent morall.[5498]
_Pist._ Fortune is _Bardolfes_ foe, and frownes on him,
For he hath stolne a packs, and hanged must he be:[5499]
A damned death, let gallowes gape for dogs,
Let man go free, and let not death his windpipe stop. 40
But _Exeter_ hath giuen the doome of death,
For packs of pettie price:
Therefore go speake, the Duke will heare thy voyce,
And let not _Bardolfes_ vitall threed be cut,
With edge of penny cord, and vile approach. 45
Speake Captaine for his life, and I will thee requite.
_Flew._ Captain _Pistoll_, I partly vnderstand your meaning.
_Pist._ Why then reioyce therefore.
_Flew._ Certainly Antient _Pistol_, tis not a thing to reioyce at,
For if he were my owne brother, I would wish the Duke 50
To do his pleasure, and put him to executions: for look you,
Disciplines ought to be kept, they ought to be kept.
_Pist._ Die and be damned, and figa for thy friendship.[5500]
_Flew._ That is good.
_Pist._ The figge of _Spaine_ within thy Iawe. 55
_Flew._ That is very well.
_Pist._ I say the fig within thy bowels and thy durty maw.
_Exit Pistoll._
_Fle._ Captaine _Gour_, cannot you hear it lighten & thunder?
_Gour._ Why is this the Ancient you told me of?
I remember him now, he is a bawd, a cutpurse. 60
_Flew._ By Iesus hee is vtter as praue words vpon the bridge
As you shall desire to see in a sommers day, but its all one,
What he hath sed to me,
looke you, is all one.
_Go._ Why this is a gull, a foole, a rogue that goes to the wars
Onely to grace himselfe at his returne to London: 65
And such fellowes as he,
Are perfect in great Commaunders names.
They will learne by rote where seruices were done,
At such and such a sconce, at such a breach,
At such a conuoy: who came off brauely, who was shot, 70
Who disgraced, what termes the enemie stood on.
And this they con perfectly in phrase of warre,[5501]
Which they trick vp with new tuned oathes, & what a berd
Of the Generalls cut, and a horid shout of the campe
Will do among the foming bottles and alewasht wits 75
Is wonderfull to be thought on: but you must learne
To know such slaunders of this age,
Or else you may maruellously be mistooke.
_Flew._ Certain captain _Gower_, it is not the man, looke you,
That I did take him to be: but when time shall serue, 80
I shall tell him a litle of my desires: here comes his Maiestie.
_Enter King_, Clarence, Gloster _and others_.
_King._ How now _Flewellen_, come you from the bridge?
_Flew._ I and it shall please your Maiestie,
There is excellent seruice at the bridge.
_King._ What men haue you lost _Flewellen_? 85
_Flew._ And it shall please your Maiestie,
The partition of the aduersarie hath bene great,
Very reasonably great: but for our own parts, like you now,[5502]
I thinke we haue lost neuer a man, vnlesse it be one
For robbing of a church, one _Bardolfe_, if your Maiestie 90
Know the man, his face is full of whelkes and knubs,
And pumples, and his breath blowes at his nose
Like a cole, sometimes red, sometimes plew:
But god be praised, now his nose is executed, & his fire out.
_King._ We would haue all offenders so cut off, 95
And we here giue expresse commaundment,[5503]
That there be nothing taken from the villages but paid for,
None of the French abused,
Or abraided with disdainfull language:[5504]
For when cruelty and lenitie play for a Kingdome, 100
The gentlest gamester is the sooner winner.
_Enter French Herauld._
_Hera._ You know me by my habit.
_Ki._ Well thē, we know thee, what shuld we know of thee?
_Hera._ My maisters minde.
_King._ Vnfold it. 105
_Heral._ Go thee vnto _Harry_ of _England_, and tell him,
Aduantage is a better souldier then rashnesse:
Altho we did seeme dead, we did but slumber.
Now we speake vpon our kue, and our voyce is imperiall,
England shall repent her folly: see her rashnesse,[5505] 110
And admire our sufferance. Which to raunsome,
His pettinesse would bow vnder:
For the effusion of our blood, his army is too weake:
For the disgrace we haue borne, himselfe
Kneeling at our feete, a weake and worthlesse satisfaction. 115
To this, adde defyance. So much from the king my maister.
_King._ What is thy name? we know thy qualitie.
_Herald. Montioy_.
_King._ Thou dost thy office faire, returne thee backe,
And tell thy King, I do not seeke him now:[5506] 120
But could be well content, without impeach,
To march on to _Callis_: for to say the sooth,
Though tis no wisdome to confesse so much
Vnto an enemie of craft and vantage.
My souldiers are with sicknesse much infeebled, 125
My Army lessoned, and those few I haue,[5507]
Almost no better then so many French:
Who when they were in heart, I tell thee Herauld,
I thought vpon one paire of English legges,
Did march three French mens. 130
Yet forgiue me God, that I do brag thus:[5508]
Your heire of _France_ hath blowne this vice in me.[5509]
I must repent, go tell thy maister here I am,
My raunsome is this frayle and worthlesse body,
My Army but a weake and sickly guarde. 135
Yet God before, we will come on,
If _France_ and such an other neighbour stood in our way:
If we may passe, we will: if we be hindered,
We shal your tawny ground with your red blood discolour.
So _Montioy_ get you gone, there is for your paines:[5510] 140
The sum of all our answere is but this,
We would not seeke a battle as we are:
Nor as we are, we say we will not shun it.[5511]
_Herauld._ I shall deliuer so: thanks to your Maiestie.
_Glos._ My Liege, I hope they will not come vpon vs now. 145
_King._ We are in Gods hand brother, not in theirs:
To night we will encampe beyond the bridge,
And on to morrow bid them march away.
[Sidenote: [SC. XI.]]
_Enter_ Burbon, Constable, Orleance, Gebon.
_Const._ Tut I haue the best armour in the world.
_Orleance._ You haue an excellent armour,
But let my horse haue his due.
_Burbon._ Now you talke of a horse, I haue a steed like the
Palfrey of the sun, nothing but pure ayre and fire, 5
And hath none of this dull element of earth within him.
_Orleance._ He is of the colour of the Nutmeg.
_Bur._ And of the heate, a the Ginger.[5512]
Turne all the sands into eloquent tongues,
And my horse is argument for them all: 10
I once writ a Sonnet in the praise of my horse,[5513]
And began thus. Wonder of nature.
_Con._ I haue heard a Sonnet begin so,
In the praise of ones Mistresse.
_Burb._ Why then did they immitate that 15
Which I writ in praise of my horse,
For my horse is my mistresse.
_Con._ Ma foy the other day, me thought
Your mistresse shooke you shrewdly.
_Bur._ I bearing me. I tell thee Lord Constable, 20
My mistresse weares her owne haire.
_Con._ I could make as good a boast of that,
If I had had a sow to my mistresse.[5514]
_Bur._ Tut thou wilt make vse of any thing.
_Con._ Yet I do not vse my horse for my mistresse. 25
_Bur._ Will it neuer be morning?
Ile ride too morrow a mile,
And my way shalbe paued with English faces.
_Con._ By my faith so will not I,
For feare I be outfaced of my way. 30
_Bur._ Well ile go arme my selfe, hay.
_Gebon._ The Duke of _Burbon_ longs for morning.
_Or._ I he longs to eate the English.
_Con._ I thinke heele eate all he killes.
_Orle._ O peace, ill will neuer said well. 35
_Con._ Ile cap that prouerbe,
With there is flattery in friendship.[5515]
_Or._ O sir, I can answere that,
With giue the diuel his due.
_Con._ Haue at the eye of that prouerbe, 40
With a logge of the diuel.
_Or._ Well the Duke of _Burbon_, is simply,
The most actiue Gentleman of _France_.
_Con._ Doing his actiuitie, and heele stil be doing.
_Or._ He neuer did hurt as I heard off. 45
_Con._ No I warrant you, nor neuer will.
_Or._ I hold him to be exceeding valiant.
_Con._ I was told so by one that knows him better the[n] you.
_Or._ Whose that?
_Con._ Why he told me so himselfe: 50
And said he cared not who knew it.
_Or._ Well who will go with me to hazard,
For a hundred English prisoners?
_Con._ You must go to hazard your selfe,
Before you haue them. 55
_Enter a Messenger._
_Mess._ My Lords, the English lye within a hundred
Paces of your Tent.
_Con._ Who hath measured the ground?
_Mess._ The Lord _Granpeere_.
_Con._ A valiant man, a. an expert Gentleman.[5516] 60
Come, come away:
The Sun is hie, and we weare out the day. _Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. XII.]]
_Enter the King disguised, to him_ Pistoll.[5517]
_Pist._ Ke ve la?
_King._ A friend.
_Pist._ Discus vnto me, art thou Gentleman?
Or art thou common, base, and popeler?
_King._ No sir, I am a Gentleman of a Company. 5
_Pist._ Trailes thou the puissant pike?
_King._ Euen so sir. What are you?
_Pist._ As good a gentleman as the Emperour.
_King._ O then thou art better then the King?
_Pist._ The kings a bago, and a hart of gold. 10
_Pist._ A lad of life, an impe of fame:[5518]
Of parents good, of fist most valiant:
I kis his durtie shoe: and from my hart strings
I loue the louely bully. What is thy name?
_King. Harry_ le Roy. 15
_Pist._ Le Roy, a Cornish man:
Art thou of Cornish crew?
_Kin._ No sir, I am a Wealchman.
_Pist._ A Wealchman: knowst thou _Flewellen_?
_Kin._ I sir, he is my kinsman. 20
_Pist._ Art thou his friend?
_Kin._ I sir.
_Pist._ Figa for thee then: my name is _Pistoll_.
_Kin._ It sorts well with your fiercenesse.
_Pist. Pistoll_ is my name. 25
_Exit_ Pistoll.
_Enter Gower and Flewellen._
_Gour._ Captaine _Flewellen_.
_Flew._ In the name of Iesu speake lewer.[5519]
It is the greatest folly in the worell, when the auncient
Prerogatiues of the warres be not kept.
I warrant you, if you looke into the warres of the Romanes, 30
You shall finde no tittle tattle, nor bible bable there:
But you shall finde the cares, and the feares,
And the ceremonies, to be otherwise.
_Gour._ Why the enemy is loud: you heard him all night.
_Flew._ Godes sollud, if the enemy be an Asse & a Foole, 35
And a prating cocks-come, is it meet that we be also a foole,
And a prating cocks-come, in your conscience now?
_Gour._ Ile speake lower.
_Flew._ I beseech you do, good Captaine Gower.
_Exit Gower, and Flewellen._
_Kin._ Tho it appeare a litle out of fashion, 40
Yet theres much care in this.
_Enter three Souldiers._
_1. Soul._ Is not that the morning yonder?
_2. Soul._ I we see the beginning,
God knowes whether we shall see the end or no.
_3. Soul._ Well I thinke the king could wish himselfe 45
Vp to the necke in the middle of the Thames,
And so I would he were, at all aduentures, and I with him.
_Kin._ Now masters god morrow, what cheare?[5520]
_3. S._ Ifaith small cheer some of vs is like to haue,
Ere this day ende.[5521] 50
_Kin._ Why fear nothing man, the king is frolike.
_2. S._ I he may be, for he hath no cause as we.[5522]
_Kin._ Nay say not so, he is a man as we are.
The Violet smels to him as to vs:[5523]
Therefore if he see reasons, he feares as we do. 55
_2. Sol._ But the king hath a heauy reckoning to make,
If his cause be not good: when all those soules
Whose bodies shall be slaughtered here,
Shall ioyne together at the latter day,
And say I dyed at such a place. Some swearing: 60
Some their wiues rawly left:
Some leauing their children poore behind them.
Now if his cause be bad, I think it will be a greeuous matter to him.
_King._ Why so you may say, if a man send his seruant
As Factor into another Countrey, 65
And he by any meanes miscarry,
You may say the businesse of the maister,
Was the author of his seruants misfortune.
Or if a sonne be imployd by his father,
And he fall into any leaud action, you may say the father 70
Was the author of his sonnes damnation.
But the master is not to answere for his seruants,
The father for his sonne, nor the king for his subiects:
For they purpose not their deaths, whē they craue their seruices:
Some there are that haue the gift of premeditated 75
Murder on them:
Others the broken scale of Forgery, in beguiling maydens.
Now if these outstrip the lawe,
Yet they cannot escape Gods punishment.
War is Gods Beadel. War is Gods vengeance: 80
Euery mans seruice is the kings:
But euery mans soule is his owne.
Therfore I would haue euery souldier examine himselfe,
And wash euery moath out of his conscience:
That in so doing, he may be the readier for death: 85
Or not dying, why the time was well spent,
Wherein such preparation was made.
_3. Lord._ Yfaith he saies true:[5524]
Euery mans fault on his owne head,[5525]
I would not haue the king answere for me. 90
Yet I intend to fight lustily for him.
_King._ Well, I heard the king, he wold not be ransomde.[5526]
_2. L._ I he said so, to make vs fight:[5527]
But when our throates be cut, he may be ransomde,
And we neuer the wiser. 95
_King._ If I liue to see that, Ile neuer trust his word againe.
_2. Sol._ Mas youle pay him then, tis a great displeasure
That an elder gun, can do against a cannon,
Or a subiect against a monarke.
Youle nere take his word again, your a nasse goe.[5528] 100
_King._ Your reproofe is somewhat too bitter:
Were it not at this time I could be angry.
_2. Sol._ Why let it be a quarrell if thou wilt.
_King._ How shall I know thee?
_2. Sol._ Here is my gloue, which if euer I see in thy hat,[5529] 105
Ile challenge thee, and strike thee.
_Kin._ Here is likewise another of mine,
And assure thee ile weare it.[5530]
_2. Sol._ Thou dar'st as well be hangd.
_3. Sol._ Be friends you fooles, 110
We haue French quarrels anow in hand:[5531]
We haue no need of English broyles.
_Kin._ Tis no treason to cut French crownes,
For to morrow the king himselfe wil be a clipper.
_Exit the souldiers._
[Sidenote: [SC. XIII.]]
_Enter the King, Gloster, Epingam, and
Attendants._[5532]
_K._ O God of battels steele my souldiers harts,
Take from them now the sence of rekconing,
That the apposed multitudes which stand before them,
May not appall their courage.
O not to day, not to day ô God, 5
Thinke on the fault my father made,
In compassing the crowne.
I _Richards_ bodie haue interred new,
And on it hath bestowd more contrite teares,
Then from it issued forced drops of blood: 10
A hundred men haue I in yearly pay,
Which euery day their withered hands hold vp
To heauen to pardon blood,
And I haue built two chanceries, more wil I do:
Tho all that I can do, is all too litle. 15
_Enter Gloster._
_Glost._ My Lord.
_King._ My brother _Glosters_ voyce.
_Glost._ My Lord, the Army stayes vpon your presence.
_King._ Stay _Gloster_ stay, and I will go with thee,
The day my friends, and all things stayes for me. 20
[Sidenote: [SC. XIV.]]
_Enter_ Clarence, Gloster, Exeter, and Salisburie.
_War._ My Lords the French are very strong.
_Exe._ There is fiue to one, and yet they all are fresh.[5533]
_War._ Of fighting men they haue full fortie thousand.
_Sal._ The oddes is all too great. Farwell kind Lords:
Braue _Clarence_, and my Lord of _Gloster_, 5
My Lord of _Warwicke_, and to all farewell.
_Clar._ Farewell kind Lord, fight valiantly to day,
And yet in truth, I do thee wrong,
For thou art made on the rrue sparkes of honour.[5534]
_Enter King._
_War._ O would we had but ten thousand men 10
Now at this instant, that doth not worke in England.
_Kin._ Whose that, that wishes so, my Cousen _Warwick_?
Gods will, I would not loose the honour
One man would share from me,
Not for my Kingdome. 15
No faith my Cousen, wish not one man more,
Rather proclaime it presently through our campe,
That he that hath no stomacke to this feast,
Let him depart, his pasport shall bee drawne,
And crownes for conuoy put into his purse, 20
We would not die in that mans company,
That feares his fellowship to die with vs.
This day is called the day of Cryspin,
He that outliues this day, and sees old age,
Shall stand a tiptoe when this day is named, 25
And rowse him at the name of Cryspin.
He that outliues this day, and comes safe home,
Shall yearely on the vygill feast his friends,
And say, to morrow is S. Cryspines day:
Then shall we in their flowing bowles 30
Be newly remembred. _Harry_ the King,
_Bedford_ and _Exeter, Clarence_ and _Gloster,
Warwick_ and _Yorke_.
Familiar in their mouthes as houshold words.
This story shall the good man tell his sonne, 35
And from this day, vnto the generall doome:
But we in it shall be remembred.
We fewe, we happie fewe, we bond of brothers,
For he to day that sheads his blood by mine,
Shalbe my brother, be he nere so base, 40
This day shall gentle his condition.
Then shall he strip his sleeues, and shew his skars,
And say, these wounds I had on Crispines day:
And Gentlemen in England now a bed,
Shall thinke themselues accurst, 45
And hold their manhood cheape,[5535]
While any speake that fought with vs[5535]
Vpon Saint Crispines day.[5536]
_Glost._ My gracious Lord,
The French is in the field. 50
_Kin._ Why all things are ready, if our minds be so.
_War._ Perish the man whose mind is backward now.
_King._ Thou dost not wish more helpe frō England, cousen?
_War._ Gods will my Liege, would you and I alone,
Without more helpe, might fight this battle out. 55
Why well said. That doth please me better,
Then to wish me one. You know your charge,
God be with you all.
_Enter the Herald from the French._
_Herald._ Once more I come to know of thee king _Henry_,
What thou wilt giue for raunsome? 60
_Kin._ Who hath sent thee now?
_Her._ The Constable of _France_.
_Kin._ I prethy beare my former answer backe:
Bid them atchieue me, and then sell my bones.
Good God, why should they mock good fellows thus? 65
The man that once did sell the Lions skin,
While the beast liued, was kild with hunting him.
A many of our bodies shall no doubt[5537]
Finde graues within your realme of _France_:
Tho buried in your dunghils, we shalbe famed, 70
For there the Sun shall greete them,
And draw vp their honors reaking vp to heauen,
Leauing their earthly parts to choke your clyme:
The smel wherof, shall breed a plague in _France_:
Marke then abundant valour in our English, 75
That being dead, like to the bullets erasing,
Breakes forth into a second course of mischiefe,
Killing in relaps of mortalitie:
Let me speake proudly,
Ther's not a peece of feather in our campe, 80
Good argument I hope we shall not flye:
And time hath worne vs into flouendry.
But by the mas, our hearts are in the trim,[5538]
And my poore souldiers tel me, yet ere night
Thayle be in fresher robes, or they will plucke 85
The gay new cloathes ore your French souldiers eares,
And turne them out of seruice. If they do this,
As if it please God they shall,
Then shall our ransome soone be leuied.[5539]
Saue thou thy labour Herauld: 90
Come thou no more for ransom, gentle Herauld.
They shall haue nought I sweare, but these my bones:
Which if they haue, as _I_ will leaue am them,[5540]
Will yeeld them litle, tell the Constable.
_Her. I_ shall deliuer so. 95
_Exit Herauld._
_Yorke._ My gracious Lord, vpon my knee _I_ craue,
The leading of the vaward.
_Kin._ Take it braue _Yorke_. Come souldiers lets away:
And as thou pleasest God, dispose the day.
_Exit._
[Sidenote: [SC. XV.]]
_Enter the foure French Lords._
_Ge._ O diabello.
_Const._ Mor du ma vie.
_Or._ O what a day is this!
_Bur._ O Iour dei houte all is gone, all is lost.
_Con._ We are inough yet liuing in the field,[5541] 5
To smother up the English,
If any order might be thought vpon.
_Bur._ A plague of order, once more to the field,[5542]
And he that will not follow _Burbon_ now,
Let him go home, and with his cap in hand, 10
Like a bace leno hold the chamber doore,[5543]
Why least by a slaue no gentler then my dog,
His fairest daughter is contamuracke.
_Con._ Disorder that hath spoyld vs, right vs now,
Come we in heapes, weele offer vp our liues 15
Vnto these English, or else die with fame.
Come, come along,
Lets dye with honour, our shame doth last too long.
_Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. XVI.]]
_Enter Pistoll, the French man, and the Boy._
_Pist._ Eyld cur, eyld cur.
_French._ O Monsire, ie vous en pree aues petie de moy.
_Pist._ Moy shall not serue. _I_ will haue fortie moys.
Boy aske him his name.[5544]
_Boy._ Comant ettes vous apelles? 5
_French._ Monsier Fer.
_Boy._ He saies his name is Master _Fer_.
_Pist._ Ile Fer him, and ferit him, and ferke him:
Boy discus the same in French.
_Boy._ Sir I do not know, whats French 10
For fer, ferit and fearkt.[5545]
_Pist._ Bid him prepare, for I wil cut his throate.
_Boy._ Feate, vou preat, ill voulles coupele votre gage.[5546]
_Pist._ Ony e ma foy couple la gorge.[5547]
Vnlesse thou giue to me egregious raunsome, dye. 15
One poynt of a foxe.[5548]
_French._ Qui dit ill monsiere.
Ill ditye si vou ny vouly pa domy luy.
_Boy._ La gran ransome, ill vou tueres.
_French._ O lee vous en pri pettit gentelhome, parle 20
A cee, gran capataine, pour auez mercie[5549]
A moy, ey lee donerees pour mon ransome
Cinquante ocios. Ie suyes vngentelhome de _France_.
_Pist._ What sayes he boy?
_Boy._ Marry sir he sayes, he is a Gentleman of a great 25
House, of _France_: and for his ransome,
He will giue you 500. crownes.
_Pist._ My fury shall abate,
And I the Crownes will take.
And as I suck blood, I will some mercie shew, 30
Follow me cur.
_Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. XVII.]]
_Enter the King and his Nobles_, Pistoll.[5550]
_King._ What the French retire?
Yet all is not done, yet keepe the French the field.[5551]
_Exe._ The Duke of _Yorke_ commends him to your Grace.
_King._ Liues he good Vnckle, twise I sawe him downe,
Twise vp againe: 5
From helmet to the spurre, all bleeding ore.
_Exe._ In which aray, braue souldier doth he lye,
Larding the plaines, and by his bloody side,
Yoake fellow to his honour dying wounds,
The noble Earle of _Suffolke_ also lyes.[5552] 10
_Suffolke_ first dyde, and _Yorke_ all hasted ore,[5553]
Comes to him where in blood he lay steept,[5554]
And takes him by the beard, kisses the gashes
That bloodily did yane vpon his face,
And cryde aloud, tary deare cousin _Suffolke_: 15
My soule shall thine keep company in heauen:
Tary deare soule awhile, then flie to rest:
And in this glorious and well foughten field,
We kept togither in our chiualdry.
Vpon these words I came and cheerd them vp, 20
He tooke me by the hand, said dear my Lord,
Commend my seruice to my soueraigne.
So did he turne, and ouer _Suffolkes_ necke
He threw his wounded arme, and so espoused to death,
With blood he sealed. An argument 25
Of neuer ending loue. The pretie and sweet maner of it,
Forst those waters from me, which I would haue stopt,
But I not so much of man in me,[5555]
But all my mother came into my eyes,
And gaue me vp to teares. 30
_Kin._ I blame you not: for hearing you,
I must conuert to teares.
_Alarum soundes._
What new alarum is this?
Bid euery souldier kill his prisoner.
_Pist._ Couple gorge. _Exit omnes._ 35
[Sidenote: [SC. XVIII.]]
_Enter Flewellen, and Captaine Gower._
_Flew._ Godes plud kil the boyes and the lugyge,
Tis the arrants peece of knauery as can be desired,
In the worell now, in your conscience now.
_Gour._ Tis certaine, there is not a Boy left aliue,[5556]
And the cowerdly rascals that ran from the battell, 5
Themselues haue done this slaughter:
Beside, they haue carried away and burnt,
All that was in the kings Tent:
Whervpon the king caused euery prisoners
Throat to be cut. O he is a worthy king. 10
_Flew._ I he was born at _Monmorth_;[5557]
Captain _Gower_, what call you the place where
_Alexander_ the big was borne?
_Gour. Alexander_ the great.
_Flew._ Why I pray, is nat big great?[5558] 15
As if I say, big, or great, or magnanimous,
I hope it is all one reconing,[5559]
Saue the frase is a little varation.
_Gour._ I thinke _Alexander_ the great
Was borne at _Macedon_. 20
His father was called _Philip_ of _Macedon_,
As _I_ take it.
_Flew. I_ thinke it was _Macedon_ indeed where _Alexander_
Was borne: looke you captaine _Gower_,
And if you looke into the mappes of the worell well, 25
You shall finde litle difference betweene
_Macedon_ and _Monmorth_. Looke you, there is
A Riuer in _Macedon_, and there is also a Riuer
In _Monmorth_, the Riuers name at _Monmorth_
Is called Wye. 30
But tis out of my braine, what is the name of the other:
But tis all one, tis so like, as my fingers is to my fingers,[5560]
And there is Samons in both.
Looke you captaine _Gower_, and you marke it,
You shall finde our King is come after _Alexander_. 35
God knowes, and you know, that _Alexander_ in his
Bowles, and his alles, and his wrath, and his displeasures,
And indignations, was kill his friend _Clitus_.
_Gow. I_ but our King is not like him in that,
For he neuer killd any of his friends. 40
_Flew._ Looke you, tis not well done to take the tale out
O a mans mouth, ere it is made an end and finished:
I speake in the comparisons, as _Alexander_ is kill
His friend _Clitus_: so our King being in his ripe
Wits and iudgements, is turne away, the fat knite 45
With the great belly doublet: I am forget his name.
_Gower._ Sir _Iohn Falstaffe._
_Flew._ I, I thinke it is Sir Iohn _Falstaffe_ indeed,
I can tell you, theres good men borne at _Monmorth_.
_Enter King and the Lords._[5561]
_King._ I was not angry since I came into _France_,[5562] 50
Vntill this houre.
Take a trumpet Herauld,
And ride vnto the horsmen on yon hill:
If they will fight with vs bid them come downe,
Or leaue the field, they do offend our sight: 55
Will they do neither, we will come to them,
And make them skyr away, as fast
As stones enforst from the old Assirian slings.
Besides, weele cut the throats of those we haue,
And not one aliue shall taste our mercy. 60
_Enter the Herauld._
Gods will what meanes this? knowst thou not
That we haue fined these bones of ours for ransome?
_Herald._ I come great king for charitable fauour,
To sort our Nobles from our common men,
We may haue leaue to bury all our dead, 65
Which in the field lye spoyled and troden on.
_Kin._ I tell thee truly Herauld, I do not know whether[5563]
The day be ours or no:
For yet a many of your French do keep the field.
_Hera._ The day is yours. 70
_Kin._ Praised be God therefore.
What Castle call you that?
_Hera._ We call it _Agincourt_.
_Kin._ Then call we this the field of _Agincourt_.
Fought on the day of _Cryspin, Cryspin_.[5564] 75
_Flew._ Your grandfather of famous memorie,
If your grace be remembred,
Is do good seruice in _France_.
_Kin._ Tis true _Flewellen_.
_Flew._ Your Maiestie sayes verie true. 80
And it please your Maiestie,
The Wealchmen there was do good seruice,
In a garden where Leekes did grow.
And I thinke your Maiestie wil take no scorne,[5565]
To weare a Leake in your cap vpon S. _Dauies_ day. 85
_Kin._ No _Flewellen_, for I am wealch as well as you.
_Flew._ All the water in _Wye_ wil not wash your wealch
Blood out of you, God keep it, and preserue it,
To his graces will and pleasure.
_Kin._ Thankes good countryman. 90
_Flew._ By Iesus I am your Maiesties countryman:
I care not who know it, so long as your maiesty is an honest man.
_K._ God keep me so. Our Herald go with him,
And bring us the number of the scattred French.
_Exit Heralds._
Call yonder souldier hither. 95
_Flew._ You fellow come to the king.
_Kin._ Fellow why doost thou weare that gloue in thy hat?
_Soul._ And please your maiestie, tis a rascals that swagard
With me the other day: and he hath one of mine,
Which if euer I see, I haue sworne to strike him.[5566] 100
So hath he sworne the like to mee.[5567]
_K._ How think you _Flewellen_, is it lawfull he keep his oath?[5568]
_Fl._ And it please your maiesty, tis lawful he keep his vow.[5568]
If he be periur'd once, he is as arrant a beggerly knaue,
As treads vpon too blacke shues. 105
_Kin._ His enemy may be a gentleman of worth.
_Flew._ And if he be as good a gentleman as Lucifer
And Belzebub, and the diuel himselfe,
Tis meete he keepe his vowe.
_Kin._ Well sirrha keep your word. 110
Vnder what Captain seruest thou?
_Soul._ Vnder Captaine _Gower_.
_Flew._ Captaine _Gower_ is a good Captaine:
And hath good littrature in the warres.[5569]
_Kin._ Go call him hither. 115
_Soul._ I will my lord.
_Exit souldier._
_Kin._ Captain _Flewellen,_ when _Alonson_ and I was[5570]
Downe together, _I_ tooke this gloue off from his helmet,[5571]
Here _Flewellen,_ weare it. _I_f any do challenge it,[5572]
He is a friend of _Alonsons_, 120
And an enemy to mee.
_Fle._ Your maiestie doth me as great a fauour
As can be desired in the harts of his subiects.
_I_ would see that man now that should chalenge this gloue:[5573]
And it please God of his grace. _I_ would but see him, 125
That is all.
_Kin._ Flewellen knowst thou Captaine _Gower_?
_Fle._ Captaine _Gower_ is my friend.
And if it like your maiestie, I know him very well.
_Kin._ Go call him hither. 130
_Flew. I_ will and it shall please your maiestie.
_Kin._ Follow _Flewellen_ closely at the heeles,
The gloue he weares, it was the souldiers:
It may be there will be harme betweene them,
For I do know _Flewellen_ valiant, 135
And being toucht, as hot as gunpowder:
And quickly will returne an iniury.
Go see there be no harme betweene them.
[Sidenote: [SC. XIX.]]
_Enter Gower, Flewellen, and the Souldier._[5574]
_Flew._ Captain _Gower,_ in the name of Iesu,
Come to his Maiestie, there is more good toward you,[5575]
Then you can dreame off.
_Soul._ Do you heare you sir? do you know this gloue?[5576]
_Flew._ I know the the gloue is a gloue.[5577] 5
_Soul._ Sir I know this, and thus I challenge it.
[_He strikes him._
_Flew._ Gode plut, and his. Captain _Gower_ stand away:[5578]
Ile giue treason his due presently.
_Enter the King, Warwicke, Clarence, and Exeter._
_Kin._ How now, what is the matter?[5579]
_Flew._ And it shall please your Maiestie,
Here is the the notablest peece of treason come to light, 11
As you shall desire to see in a sommers day.
Here is a rascall, beggerly rascall, is strike the gloue,
Which your Maiestie tooke out of the helmet of _Alonson_:[5580]
And your Maiestie will beare me witnes, and testimony,[5581] 15
And auouchments, that this is the gloue.
_Soul._ And it please your Maiestie, that was my gloue.
He that I gaue it too in the night,[5582]
Promised me to weare it in his hat:
I promised to strike him if he did. 20
I met that Gentleman, with my gloue in his hat,[5583]
And I thinke I haue bene as good as my word.
_Flew._ Your Maiestie heares, vnder your Maiesties
Manhood, what a beggerly lowsie knaue it is.
_Kin._ Let me see thy gloue. Looke you, 25
This is the fellow of it.
It was I indeed you promised to strike.
And thou thou hast giuen me most bitter words.[5584]
How canst thou make vs amends?
_Flew._ Let his necke answere it, 30
If there be any marshals lawe in the worell.
_Soul._ My Liege, all offences come from the heart:
Neuer came any from mine to offend your Maiestie.
You appeard to me as a common man:[5585]
Witnesse the night, your garments, your lowlinesse, 35
And whatsoeuer you receiued vnder that habit,
I beseech your Maiestie impute it to your owne fault
And not mine. For your selfe came not like your selfe:[5586]
Had you bene as you seemed, I had made no offence.[5587]
Therefore I beseech your grace to pardon me. 40
_Kin._ Vnckle, fill the gloue with crownes,
And giue it to the souldier. Weare it fellow,
As an honour in thy cap, till I do challenge it.
Giue him the crownes. Come Captaine _Flewellen_,
I must needs haue you friends. 45
_Flew._ By Iesus, the fellow hath mettall enough
In his belly. Harke you souldier, there is a shilling for you,[5588]
And keep your selfe out of brawles & brables, & dissentiōs,
And looke you, it shall be the better for you.
_Soul._ Ile none of your money sir, not I. 50
_Flew._ Why tis a good shilling man.[5588]
Why should you be queamish? Your shoes are not so good:
It will serue you to mend your shoes.[5589]
_Kin._ What men of sort are taken vnckle?
_Exe. Charles_ Duke of _Orleance_, Nephew to the King, 55
_Iohn_ Duke of _Burbon_, and Lord _Bowchquall_.[5590]
Of other Lords and Barrons, Knights and Squiers,
Full fifteene hundred, besides common men.
This note doth tell me of ten thousand
French, that in the field lyes slaine. 60
Of Nobles bearing banners in the field,
_Charles de le Brute_, his Constable of _France.[5591]
Iaques_ of _Chatillian_, Admirall of _France_.
The Maister of the crosbows, _Iohn_ Duke _Alōson_.
Lord _Ranbieres_, hie Maister of _France_. 65
The braue sir _Gwigzard, Dolphin_. Of _Nobelle Charillas_,
Gran _Prie_, and _Rosse, Fawconbridge_ and _Foy.
Gerard_ and _Verton. Vandemant_ and _Lestra_.
Here was a royall fellowship of death.[5592]
Where is the number of our English dead? 70
_Edward_ the Duke of _Yorke_, the Earle of _Suffolke_,[5593]
Sir _Richard Ketly, Dauy Gam_ Esquier:[5594]
And of all other, but fiue and twentie.[5595]
O God thy arme was here,[5596]
And vnto thee alone, ascribe we praise. 75
When without strategem,
And in euen shock of battle, was euer heard[5597]
So great, and litle losse, on one part and an other?
Take it God, for it is onely thine.[5598]
_Exe._ Tis wonderfull. 80
_King._ Come let vs go on procession through the camp:
Let it be death proclaimed to any man,
To boast hereof, or take the praise from God,
Which is his due.
_Flew. I_s it lawfull, and it please your Maiestie, 85
To tell how many is kild?
_King._ Yes _Flewellen_, but with this acknowledgement,
That God fought for vs.
_Flew._ Yes in my conscience, he did vs great good.
_King._ Let there be sung, Nououes and te Deum. 90
The dead with charitie enterred in clay:
Weele then to _Calice_, and to England then,
Where nere from _France_, arriude more happier men.
_Exit omnes._
[Sidenote: [SC. XX.]]
_Enter Gower, and Flewellen._
_Gower._ But why do you weare your Leeke to day?
Saint _Dauies_ day is past?[5599]
_Flew._ There is occasion Captaine _Gower_,
Looke you why, and wherefore,
The other day looke you, _Pistolles_ 5
Which you know is a man of no merites
In the worell, is come where I was the other day,
And brings bread and sault, and bids me
Eate my Leeke: twas in a place, looke you,
Where _I_ could moue no discentions:[5600] 10
But if _I_ can see him, _I_ shall tell him
A litle of my desires.
_Gow._ Here a comes, swelling like a Turkecocke.[5601]
_Enter Pistoll._
_Flew._ Tis no matter for his swelling, and his turkecockes.
God plesse you Antient _Pistoll_, you scall, 15
Beggerly, lowsie knaue, God plesse you.
_Pist._ Ha, art thou bedlem?
Dost thou thurst base Troyan,
To haue me folde vp _Parcas_ fatall web?
Hence, _I_ am qualmish at the smell of Leeke. 20
_Flew._ Antient _Pistoll._ I would desire you because
It doth not agree with your stomacke, and your appetite,[5602]
And your digestions, to eate this Leeke.
_Pist._ Not for _Cadwalleder_ and all his goates.
_Flew._ There is one goate for you, ancient Pistol. 25
_He strikes him._
_Pist._ Bace Troyan, thou shalt dye.[5603]
_Flew._ I, I know I shall dye, meane time, I would[5604]
Desire you to line and eate this Leeke.
_Gower._ Inough Captaine, you haue astonisht him.[5605]
_Flew._ Astonisht him, by _I_esu, Ile beate his head 30
Foure dayes, and foure nights, but Ile[5606]
Make him eate some part of my Leeke.
_Pist._ Well must I byte?
_Flew._ I out of question or doubt, or ambiguities
You must byte.[5607] 35
_Pistol._ Good good.
_Flew._ I Leekes are good, Antient _Pistoll_.
There is a shilling for you to heale your bloody coxkome.[5608]
_Pist._ Me a shilling.
_Flew._ If you will not take it, 40
I haue an other Leeke for you.
_Pist._ I take thy shilling in earnest of reconing.
_Flew._ If I owe you any thing, ile pay you in cudgels,[5609]
You shalbe a woodmonger,
And by cudgels, God bwy you,[5610] 45
Antient _Pistoll_, God blesse you,[5611]
And heale your broken pate.
Antient _Pistoll_, if you see Leekes an other time,
Mocke at them, that is all: God bwy you.
_Exit Flewellen._
_Pist._ All hell shall stirre for this. 50
Doth Fortune play the huswye with me now?[5612]
Is honour cudgeld from my warlike lines?[5613]
Well _France_ farwell, newes haue I certainly
That Doll is sicke. One mallydie of _France_,
The warres affordeth nought, home will I trug. 55
Bawd will I turne, and vse the slyte of hand:[5614]
To England will I steale,
And there Ile steale.
And patches will I get vnto these skarres,
And sweare I gat them in the Gallia warres. 60
[_Exit Pistoll._
[Sidenote: [SC. XXI.]]
_Enter at one doore, the King of_ England _and his Lords. And at
the other doore, the King of_ France, _Queene_ Katherine,
_the Duke of_ Burbon, _and others_.
_Harry._ Peace to this meeting, wherefore we are met.
And to our brorher _France_, Faire time of day.[5615]
Faire health vnto our louely cousen _Katherine_.
And as a branch, and member of this stock:
We do salute you Duke of _Burgondie_. 5
_Fran._ Brother of _England_, right ioyous are we to behold
Your face, so are we Princes English euery one.
_Duk._ With pardon vnto both your mightines.[5616]
Let it not displease you, if I demaund
What rub or bar hath thus far hindred you, 10
To keepe you from the gentle speech of peace?
_Har._ If Duke of _Burgondy_, you wold haue peace,
You must buy that peace,
According as we haue drawne our articles.
_Fran._ We haue but with a cursenary eye,[5617] 15
Oreviewd them: pleaseth your Grace,
To let some of your Counsell sit with vs,
We shall returne our peremptory answere.
_Har._ Go Lords, and sit with them,
And bring vs answere backe. 20
Yet leaue our cousen _Katherine_ here behind.
_France._ Withall our hearts.
_Exit King and the Lords. Manet_, Hrry, Katherine,
_and the Gentlewoman_.
_Hate._ Now _Kate_, you haue a blunt wooer here[5618][5619]
Left with you.
If I could win thee at leapfrog, 25
Or with vawting with my armour on my backe,
Into my saddle,
Without brag be it spoken,
Ide make compare with any.
But leauing that _Kate_, 30
If thou takest me now,
Thou shalt haue me at the worst:
And in wearing, thou shalt haue me better and better,
Thou shalt haue a face that is not worth sun-burning.
But doost thou thinke, that thou and I, 35
Betweene Saint _Denis_,
And Saint _George_, shall get a boy,
That shall goe to _Constantinople_,
And take the great Turke by the beard, ha _Kate_?
_Kate._ Is it possible dat me sall 40
Loue de enemie de _France_.
_Harry._ No _Kate_, tis vnpossible
You should loue the enemie of _France_:[5620]
For _Kate_, I loue _France_ so well,
That Ile not leaue a Village, 45
Ile haue it all mine: then _Kate_,
When _France_ is mine,
And I am yours,
Then _France_ is yours,
And you are mine. 50
_Kate._ I cannot tell what is dat.
_Harry._ No _Kate_,
Why Ile tell it you in _French_,[5621]
Which will hang vpon my tongue, like a bride
On her new married Husband. 55
Let me see, Saint _Dennis_ be my speed.
Quan _France_ et mon.
_Kate._ Dat is, when _France_ is yours.
_Harry._ Et vous ettes amoy.
_Kate._ And I am to you. 60
_Harry._ Douck _France_ ettes a vous:
_Kate._ Den _France_ sall be mine.
_Harry._ Et Ie suyues a vous.
_Kate._ And you will be to me.
_Har._ Wilt beleeue me _Kate?_ tis easier for me 65
To conquer the kingdome, thē to speak so much
More French.
_Kate._ A your Maiesty has false _France_ inough
To deceiue de best Lady in _France_.
_Harry._ No faith _Kate_ not I. But _Kate_,[5622] 70
In plaine termes, do you loue me?[5623]
_Kate._ I cannot tell.
_Harry._ No, can any of your neighbours tell?
Ile aske them.
Come K_ate_, I know you loue me. 75
And soone when you are in your closset,
Youle question this Lady of me.
But I pray thee sweete K_ate_, vse me mercifully,
Because I loue thee cruelly.
That I shall dye K_ate_, is sure: 80
But for thy loue, by the Lord neuer.
What Wench,
A straightbacke will growe crooked,
A round eye will growe hollowe,
A great leg will waxe small, 85
A curld pate proue balde:
But a good heart Kate, is the sun and the moone,
And rather the Sun and not the Moone:
And therefore K_ate_ take me,
Take a souldier: take a souldier, 90
Take a King.
Therefore tell me K_ate_, wilt thou haue me?
K_ate._ Dat is as please the King my father.
_Harry._ Nay it will please him:[5624]
Nay it shall please him K_ate_. 95
And vpon that condition K_ate_ Ile kisse you.
K_a._ O mon du Ie ne voudroy faire quelke chosse[5625]
Pour toute le monde,
Ce ne poynt votree fachion en fouor.
_Harry._ What saies she Lady?[5626] 100
_Lady._ Dat it is not de fasion en _France_,
For de maides, before da be married to[5627]
May foy ie oblye, what is to bassie?
_Har._ To kis, to kis. O that tis not the
Fashion in _Frannce_ for the maydes to kis 105
Before they are married.
_Lady._ Owye see votree grace.
_Har._ Well, weele breake that custome.
Therefore _Kate_ patience perforce and yeeld.
Before God _Kate_, you haue witchcraft 110
In your kisses:
And may perswade with me more,
Then all the French Councell.
Your father is returned.
_Enter the King of France, and
the Lordes._
How now my Lords? 115
_Fran._ Brother of England,
We haue orered the Articles,[5628]
And haue agreed to all that we in sedule had.
_Exe._ Only he hath not subscribed this,
Where your maiestie demaunds, 120
That the king of _France_ hauing any occasion
To write for matter of graunt,
Shall name your highnesse, in this forme:
And with this addition in French.
_Nostre tresher fils, Henry Roy D'anglaterre,_ 125
_E heare de France._ And thus in Latin:
_Preclarissimus filius noster Henricus Rex Anglie,
Et heres Francie._
_Fran._ Nor this haue we so nicely stood vpon,
But you faire brother may intreat the same. 130
_Har._ Why then let this among the rest,
Haue his full course: And withall,
Your daughter _Katherine_ in mariage.
_Fran._ This and what else,
Your maiestie shall craue: 135
God that disposeth all, giue you much ioy.
_Har._ Why then faire _Katherine_,
Come giue me thy hand:
Our manage will we present solemnise,
And end our hatred by a bond of loue. 140
Then will I sweare to _Kate_, and _Kate_ to mee:
And may our vowes once made, vnbroken bee.
FOOTNOTES:
[5435] _Shure_] Q₁ Q₂. _Sure_ Q₃.
[5436] _vs in_]Q₁ Q₂. _in vs_ Q₃.
[5437] _Then_] Q₁. Bish. _Then_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5438] _I_] Q₁. _I haue_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5439] _Conuaid_] Q₁. _Couai'd_ Q₂. _Conuey'd_ Q₃.
[5440] _imbace_] Q₁ Q₂. _embrace_ Q₃.
[5441] _is it_] Q₁ Q₂. _it is_ Q₃.
[5442] _graunsirs_] Q₁ Q₂. _Grandsires_ Q₃.
[5443] _blood_] Q₁. _bloud_ Q₂. _the blood_ Q₃.
[5444] _against_] Q₁ Q₂. _gainst_ Q₃.
[5445] _for_] Q₁ Q₃. _against_ Q₂.
[5446] _vnfurnish_] Q₁. _vnfurnisht_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5447] _into_] Q₁ Q₂. _in_ Q₃.
[5448] _play_] Q₁ Q₂. _play him_ Q₃.
[5449] _in_] Q₁ Q₂. _in the_ Q₃.
[5450] _haue we_] Q₁ Q₂. _we haue_ Q₃.
[5451] _lide_] Q₁. _like_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5452] _there with_] Q₁. _there_ Q₂. _therewith_ Q₃.
[5453] _rightfull_] Q₁ Q₂. _right_ Q₃.
[5454] _Godmorrow_] Q₁ Q₂. _Good morrow_ Q₃.
[5455] _It is_] Q₁ Q₂. _Tis_ Q₃.
[5456] _quickly_] Q₁. _Quickly_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5457] _my_]Q₁ Q₂. _the_ Q₂.
[5458] _honest_] Q₁ Q₂. om. Q₃.
[5459] _Nims_] Q₁. _Nim_] Q₂ Q₃.
[5460] _Barbasom_] Q₁ Q₃. _Earbasom_ Q₂.
[5461] _warming_] Q₁ Q₂. _warning_ Q₃.
[5462] _beating_] Q₁ Q₂. _betting_ Q₃.
[5463] _and_] Q₁ Q₂. _out_ Q₃.
[5464] _Sutler_] Q₁ Q₃. _Butler_ Q₂.
[5465] _condoll_] Q₁ Q₂. _condole_ Q₃.
[5466] _windes_] Q₁ Q₂. _winde is_ Q₃.
[5467] _Sooner ... merit_] Omitted in Q₃.
[5468] _gainst_] Q₁ Q₂. _against_ Q₃.
[5469] _disgested_] Q₁ Q₂. _digested_ Q₃.
_appeare_] Q₁ Q₃. _appeared_ Q₂.
[5470] _haah_] Q₁. _hath_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5471] _a_] Q₁. _haue_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5472] _a_] Q₁ Q₂. _haue_ Q₃.
[5473] _mercy_] Q₁. _mercie_ Q₂. _mersy_ Q₃.
[5474] _ye_] Q₁ Q₂. _you_ Q₃.
_therefore_] Q₁ Q₂. om. Q₃.
[5475] _crysombd_] Q₁ Q₃. _chrisombd_ Q₂.
[5476] _at_] Q₁ Q₂. _on_ Q₃.
[5477] _any_] Q₁ Q₂. om. Q₅.
[5478] _he sed_] Q₁ Q₂. _sed_ Q₃.
[5479] _fire_] Q₁ Q₂. om. Q₃.
[5480] _word_] Q₁ Q₃. _world_ Q₂.
[5481] _busied_] Q₁ Q₂. _troubled_ Q₃.
[5482] _England_] Q₁ Q₂. _of England_ Q₃.
[5483] _lawe of nature_ Q₁ Q₂. _law, of nature_ Q₃.
[5484] _Orphanes_] Q₁ Q₂. _orphants_ Q₃.
[5485] _his_] Q₁ Q₃. _the_ Q₂.
[5486] _he_] Q₁. _we_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5487] _here is_] Q₁ Q₂. _heeres_ Q₃.
[5488] _hapence_] Q₁ Q₂. _halfepence_ Q₃.
[5489] _Gaptain_] Q₁. _Captaine_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5490] _Iesus_] Q₁ Q₂. _Ieshu_ Q₃.
[5491] _Rone_] Q₁ Q₂. _Rhone_ Q₃.
[5492] _do_] om. Q₂.
[5493] Enter Gower.] Q₁ Q₂. Enter Gower and Flewellen. Q₃.
[5494] _very_] _vern_ Q₂.
[5495] _Iesus_] Q₁ Q₂. _Ieshu_ Q₃.
[5496] _a man_] om. Q₃.
[5497] _Godes_] Q₁ Q₂. _God's_ Q₃.
[5498] _and_] Q₁. _an_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5499] _hanged_] Q₁ Q₂. _hangd_ Q₃.
[5500] _figa_] Q₁ Q₂. _a fig_ Q₃.
[5501] _con_] Q₁ Q₃. _can_ Q₂.
[5502] _like you now_] Omitted in Q₃.
[5503] _we here_] Q₁ Q₂. _here we_ Q₃.
[5504] _abraided_] Q₁ Q₂. _upbraided_ Q₃.
[5505] _her folly_] Q₁ Q₃. _our folly_ Q₂.
[5506] _thy_] Q₁ Q₃. _the_ Q₂.
[5507] _lessoned_] Q₁. _lessened_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5508] _forgiue me God_] Q₁ Q₂. _God forgiue me_ Q₃.
[5509] _Your heire_] Q₁. _This your heire_ Q₂. _Your aire_ Q₃.
[5510] _there is_] Q₁ Q₂. _there's_ Q₃.
[5511] _will_] Q₁ Q₃. _shall_ Q₂.
[5512] _a the_] Q₁ Q₂. _of the_ Q₃.
[5513] _the praise_] Q₁ Q₃. _praise_ Q₂.
[5514] _had had_] Q₁. _had_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5515] _there is_] Q₁. _theres_ Q₂. _there's_ Q₃.
[5516] _a._] Q₁. & Q₂. om. Q₃.
[5517] Enter the King ...] Q₁ Q₃. Enter King ... Q₂.
[5518] Pist.] Q₁. om. Q₂ Q₃.
[5519] _lewer_] Q₁ Q₂. _lower_ Q₃.
[5520] _god_] Q₁ Q₂. _good_ Q₃.
[5521] _ende_] Q₁ Q₂. _to an end_ Q₃.
[5522] _may be_] Q₁ Q₃. _may_ Q₂.
[5523] _as to_] Q₁ Q₂. _as vnto_ Q₃.
[5524] 3. Lord.] Q₁. 3. Soul. Q₂ Q₃.
[5525] _on_] Q₁ Q₂. _is on_ Q₃.
[5526] _he_] om. Q₃.
[5527] 2. L.] Q₁. 2. Sol. Q₂. 2. Soul. Q₃.
[5528] _your a nasse_] Q₁. _you are an asse_ Q₂. _you are a nasse_ Q₃.
[5529] _Here is_] Q₁ Q₂. _Here's_ Q₃.
[5530] _assure_] Q₁ Q₃. _ile assure_ Q₂.
[5531] _anow_] Q₁ Q₂. _enow_ Q₃.
[5532] Enter the King] Q₁ Q₂. Enter to the King Q₃.
[5533] _There is_] Q₁ Q₂. _There's_ Q₃.
_all are_] Q₁ Q₂. _are all_ Q₃.
[5534] _rrue_] Q₁. _true_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5535] _And ... While any speake_] Q₁ Q₂. _They were not there, when
any speakes_ Q₃.
[5536] _Saint_] Q₁ Q₂. _S._ Q₃.
[5537] _A_] Q₁ Q₂. _And_ Q₃.
[5538] _are in the trim_] Q₁ Q₃. _within are trim_ Q₂.
[5539] _soone_] om. Q₂.
[5540] _am_] Q₁ Q₂. _vm_ Q₃.
[5541] _inough_] Q₁ Q₂. _enow_ Q₃.
[5542] _the field_] Q₁ Q₃. _field_ Q₂.
[5543] _bace_] Q₁. _base_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5544] _him_] om. Q₃.
[5545] _fearkt_] Q₁. _ferke_ Q₂. _fearke_ Q₃.
[5546] _gage_] Q₁ Q₂. _gorge_ Q₃.
[5547] _ma_] Q₁ Q₃. _may_ Q₂.
[5548] _One ... foxe_] Printed in italics in Q₂.
[5549] _capataine_] Q₁. _captaine_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5550] Enter the King ...] Q₁. Enter the King with his Nobles, and
Pistoll. Q₂. Enter the King, his Nobles, and Pistoll. Q₃.
[5551] _all is_] Q₁ Q₂. _als_ Q₃.
_yet keepe the French_] Q₁ Q₂. _the French keepes still_ Q₃.
[5552] _also_] om. Q₂.
[5553] _hasted_] Q₁ Q₂. _wounded_ Q₃.
[5554] _steept_] Q₁ Q₂. _all steept_ Q₃.
[5555] _not_] Q₁ Q₂. _had not_ Q₃.
[5556] _there is_] Q₁ Q₂. _there's_ Q₃.
[5557] _Monmorth_] _Monmouth_ Q₃.
[5558] _nat_] _not_ Q₃.
[5559] _it is_] _tis_ Q₃.
[5560] _is to my_] _is to_ Q₃.
[5561] Enter ...] Q₁. Enter the King and Lords. Q₂. Enter the King and
his Lords. Q₃.
[5562] _into_] Q₁ Q₂. _in_ Q₃.
[5563] _not_] Q₁ Q₃. _nor_ Q₂.
[5564] _Cryspin, Cryspin_] Q₁ Q₂. _Crispin, Crispianus_ Q₃.
[5565] _take no_] Q₁ Q₃. _not_ Q₂.
[5566] _Which_] Q₁ Q₂. _the which_ Q₃.
[5567] _sworne_] om. Q₃.
[5568] _he keep_] Q₁ Q₂. _to keep_ Q₃.
[5569] _littrature_] Q₁ Q₂. _litterature_ Q₃.
[5570] _was_]Q₁ Q₂. _were_ Q₃.
[5571] _off from his_] Q₁ Q₂. _from's_ Q₃.
[5572] _do_] Q₁ Q₂. om. Q₃.
[5573] _should_] Q₁ Q₂. _wold_ Q₃.
[5574] Enter Gower,] Q₁ Q₂. Enter Captaine Gower, Q₃.
[5575] _toward_] Q₁ Q₂. _towards_ Q₃.
[5576] Soul.] Flew. Q₂.
[5577] _the the_] Q₁. _the_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5578] _Gode_] Q₁ Q₂. _Gods_ Q₃.
_his. Captain_] Q₁ Q₂. _his Captaine_ Q₃.
[5579] _now, what is_] Q₁ Q₂. _new? Whats_ Q₃.
[5580] _Maiestie_] Q₁ Q₂. _maiesty in person_ Q₃.
[5581] _witnes_] Q₁. _witnesse_ Q₃. _witnessess_ Q₃.
_testimony_] Q₁ Q₂. _testimonies_ Q₃.
[5582] _too_] Q₁ Q₂. _to_ Q₃.
[5583] _in his_] Q₁ Q₂. _in's_ Q₃.
[5584] _thou thou_] Q₁. _thou_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5585] _as_] Q₁ Q₂. _but as_ Q₃.
[5586] _mine_] Q₁ Q₂. _to mine_ Q₃.
[5587] _seemed_] _seemed then to mee_ Q₃.
_offence_] _offence, my gracious Lord_ Q₃.
[5588] _shilling_] Q₁ Q₂. _silling_ Q₃.
[5589] _serue you_] Q₁ Q₃. _serue_ Q₂.
[5590] _Bowchquall_] Q₁. _Bouchquall_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5591] _Constable_] _Constanble_ Q₃.
[5592] _Here_] Q₁. King. _Here_ Q₂. King. _Heeres_ Q₃.
[5593] _Edward_] Q₁. Exe. _Edward_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5594] Omitted in Q₂.
[5595] _other_] Q₁ Q₂. _the other_ Q₃.
[5596] _O God_] Q₁. King. _O God_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5597] _in euen_] Q₁ Q₂. _euen in_ Q₃.
[5598] _God_] Q₁ Q₂. _O God_ Q₃.
[5599] _day_] om. Q₃.
[5600] _could_] Q₁ Q₃. _would_ Q₂.
[5601] _a comes_] Q₁ Q₂. _he comes_ Q₃.
_Turkecocke_] Q₁. _Turkecock_ Q₂. _Turky cocke_ Q₃.
[5602] _stomacke_] Q₁ Q₂. _stomackes_ Q₃.]
_appetite_] Q₁ Q₂. _appetites_ Q₃.
[5603] _Bace_] Q₁. _Base_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5604] _meane_] _But in the meane_ Q₃.
[5605] _him_] _him, it is enough_ Q₃.
[5606] _nights_] _nights too_ Q₃.
[5607] He makes Ancient Pistoll bite of the Leeke. Q₃.
[5608] _There_] _Look you now, there_ Q₃.
_shilling_] _silling_ Q₃.
[5609] _ile_] Q₁ Q₂. _I will_ Q₃.
[5610] _by_] Q₁ Q₂. _buy_ Q₃.
_God bwy you_] Q₁ Q₂. _And so God be with you_ Q₃.
[5611] _blesse_] Q₁ Q₂. _plesse_ Q₃.
[5612] _huswye_] Q₁ Q₂. _huswife_ Q₃.
[5613] _lines_] Q₁ Q₂. _loynes_ Q₃.
[5614] _slyte_] Q₁ Q₂. _slight_ Q₃.
[5615] _brorher_] Q₁. _brother_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5616] _both_] om. Q₃.
[5617] _cursenary_] Q₁ Q₂. _cursorary_ Q₃.
[5618] Exit King ...] Q₁ Q₂. Exit French King ... Q₃.
Hrry,] Q₁. Harry, Q₂. King Henry, Q₃.
[5619] Hate.] Q₁. Kate. Q₂. Har. Q₃.
[5620] _tis_] Q₁ Q₂. _it is_ Q₃.
[5621] _it_] om. Q₃.
[5622] _Kate_] _Kate preethe tell me_ Q₃.
[5623] _do you_] Q₁ Q₂. _dost thou_ Q₂.
[5624] _the King_] Q₁ Q₂. _de King_ Q₃.
[5625] _you_] Q₁ Q₂. _thee_ Q₃.
[5626] _fouor_] Q₁. _fauor_ Q₂ Q₃.
[5627] _en_] Q₁ Q₂. _in_ Q₃.
[5628] _orered_] Q₁ Q₂. _ordered_ Q₃.
* * * * *
FINIS.
* * * * *
CAMBRIDGE: PRINTED AT THE UNIVERSITY PRESS.
TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES
Made all corrections noted in ADDENDA AND CORRIGENDA on p. xv.
Retained line wrapping in plays to retain prose line numbering.
Converted linenotes to footnotes anchored at line ends.
Assigned anchors to linenotes lacking line references.
Retained incorrect line numbers, e.g. there are often more than 5
lines (or occasionally less than 5) between increments of 5.
Added missing line numbers.
Silently corrected simple spelling, grammar, and typographical
errors.
Retained anachronistic and non-standard spellings as printed.
Enclosed italics markup in _underscores_.
Enclosed distinctive font markup in ~tildes~.
Enclosed smaller font in +plus signs+.