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Divide our happy England into four,
withal shall make all Gallia shake:
the noble sinews of our power,
Enter Ambasadors of France.
Amb. May't please your Majesty to give us leave
K. Henry. We are no tyrant, but a christian King, Unto whose grace our passion is as subject, As are our wretches fetter'd in our prisons : Therefore, with frank and with uncurbed plainness, Tell us the Dauphin's mind. Vol. V. L
Amb. Thus then, in few.
K. Henry. What treasure, uncle ?
throne of France.
And tell the pleasant Prince, this mock of his
(Exeunt Ambassadors. Exe. This was a merry message.
K. Henry. We hope to make the fender blush at it : Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour, That may give furth'rance to our expedition ; For we have now no thoughts in us but France, Save those to God, that run before our business, Therefore, let our porportions for these wars Be foon collected, and all things thought upon, That may with reasonable swiftness add More feathers to our wings; for, God before, We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door. Therefore let every man now talk his thought, That this fair action may on foot be brought. [Exeunt.
*S CE N E IV.
Before QUICKLY's House in East-cheap.
BARDOL P H.
Nim. Good-morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph. Bard. What, arę Ancient Pistol and you friends
Nim. For my part, I care not: I say little; but when time 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 all three sworn brothers to France : let it be so, good corporal Nim.
Nim. 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
reft, that is the rendezvous of it.
Bard. It is certain, corporal, that he is married to Nel Quickly; and certainly she did you wrong, for you were troth-plight to her.
Nim. I cannot tell, things must be as they may; *SCENE IV.] Between this and the foregoing Scene, in all the Editions hitherto, is inserted the Chorus which I have postponed. That Chorus manifestly is intended to advertise the Spe&ators of the Change of the Scene to Southampton, and therefore ought to be placed just before that Change, and not here, where the Scene is ftill continued in London.
† there shall be smiles] I suspea siniles to be a marginal Dire&ion crept into the Text.
It is natural for a Man, when he threatens, to break off abruptly, and couclude, But that shall be as it may. But this fantastical Fellow is made to smilc disdainfully while he threatens; which Circumstance was marked for the Player's Direction in the Margin.
men may sleep, and they may have their throats about
Enter Pistol and Quickly.
Pit. Base tyke, call'st thou me hoft? now by this hand, I swear, I scorn the term; nor shall my Nel keep lodgers.
Quick. No, by my troth, not long: for we cannot lodge and board a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen, that live honestly by the prick of their needles, but it will be thought we keep a bawdy-house straight. O welliday lady, if he be not drawn! Now we shall fee wilful adultery, and murder committed.
Bard. Good lieutenant, good corporal, offer nothing here.
Pift. Pish for thee, Isand dog; thou prick-ear'd cur of Island.
Quick. Good corporal Nim, Thew thy valour and
Pist. Solus, egregious dog! O viper vile !
Nim. 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