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Boy. He gives you, upon his knees, a thousand | Exe. The duke of York commends him to your thanks; and esteems himself happy that he hath

majetty. fallen into the hands of one (as he thinks), the K. Henry. Lives he, good uncle? Thrice, within most brave, valorous, and thrice-worthy signieur

this hour, of England.

I saw him down ; thrice up again, and fighting; Pift. As I suck blood, I will some mercy shew. From helmet to the spur, all blood he was. Follow me, cur.

Exc. In which array (brave soldier) doth hele, Boy. Suivez vous le grand capitaine.

Larding the plain : and by his bloody fide [Exc. Pisiol, and French Soldier. (Yoak-fellow to his honour-owing wounds,) I did never know fo full a voice illue from 10 The noble earl of Suffolk also lies. empty a heart : but the saying is true,The Suffolk firit dy'd: and York, all haggled over, empty veisel makes the greatest sound. Bardolph, Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteep’d, and Nym, had ten times more valour than this And takes him by the beard; kisses the gathes, roaring devil' i' the old play, that every one may That bloodily did yawa upon his face ; pare his nails with a wooden dagger ; yet they are And cries aloud, --Tarry, dear cuufin Suffolk! both hang’d; and so would this be, if he durit My soul shall shine kerp company to beavan: steal any thing advent'rousy. I must stay with Tarry, sweet foul, for mine, sben fly a-breast ; the lacqueys, with the luggage of our camp: the As, in ibis glorious and well-fcughten field, French might have a good prey of us, if he knew We kept together in our chivalry? of it; for there is none to guard it, but boys. Upon thele words I came, and cheer'd him up :

[Exit. He fmild me in the face, raught me his hand,

And, with a feeble gripe, fays,-Dear my lord,
SCENE V.

Commend my service to my sovereigr.
Anorber part of the Field of Battle.

So did he turn, and over Suffolk's neck
Euter Confiable, Orleans, Bow bon, Dauphin, and He threw his wounded arm, and kiss'd his lips ;
Rambures.

And so, espous'd to death, with blood he seal'd Con. O diable!

A testament of noble-ending love.
Orl. O feigneur ! - le jour ell perdu, tout est perdu! The pretty and sweet manner of it forc'd
Dau. More de ma vie! all is confounded, all !

Those waters from me, which I would havestopp'd ; Reproach and everlasting sume

But I had not so much of man in me, Sits mocking in our plumes. - [-A short alarm. But all my mother came into mine eyes, O meschante fortune!--Do not run away.

And gave me up to tears. Con. Why, all our ranks are broke.

K. Henry. I blame you not ; Dau. O perdurable? Thame! — let's stab ourselves. For, hearing this, I muft perforce compound Be thele the wretches that we play'd at dice for? With mitful eyes, or they will issue too.

0.--[ Alarm Orl. Is this the king we sent to for his rantom : But, hark! what new alarum is this fame? Bou: Shame, and eternal shame, nothing but The French have re-inforc'd their scatter'd men: shame!

Then every toldier kill his prisoners ; Let us die, instant :--Once more back again ;

Give the word Through.

[Excuri. And he that will not follow Bombon now,

S CE N E VII.
Let him go hence, and, with bis cap in hand,
Like a bale pander, hold the chamber-door,

Alarus continued ; after which, Eriler Fluellen and

Gower.
Whilst by a blase, no geniler than my dog,
His fau est daughter is contaminated.

Flu. Kill the poys and the luggage! 'tis ex. Con. Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, friend us now! pressly against the law of arms : 'tis as arrant a Let us, in heaps, go otfer up our lives

piece of knavery, mark you now, as can be of Unto these English, or elle die with fame.

fer'd, in the 'orld: In your conicience now, is it Orl. We are enough, yet living in the field,

not? To smother up the Englith in our throngs,

Goew. 'Tis certain, there's not a boy left alive ; If any order might be thought upon. [throng

and the cowardly rascals, that ran away from the Bhar. The devil like order now! Til to the battle, have done this Naughter : besides, they have Let life be thort ; else, mame will be too long.

burn'd or carried away all that was in the king's [Lxeunt. tent; wherefore the king, moft worthily, has

caus'd every holdier to cut his prisoner's throat. SC E N E VI.

O, 'tis a gallant king! Alarum. Enter King Henry and bis Train, with Flu. I, he was porn at Monmouth, captain Prifoner's.

Gower : What call you the town's name, where K. Henry. Well have we done, thrice-valiant Alexander the pig wa, born? countrymen :

Gow. Alexander the Great. But all's not done, yer keep the French the field. Fl. Why, I pray you, is not pig, great? the

1 Dr. Johnson on this passage obferves, that in modern puppet-thews, which seem to be copied from the old fauces, lunch fometimes fights the Devil, and always overcomes him. I suppose the Vice of the old farce, to whom Purch fucceeds, used to fight the Devil wiih a wooden dagger. 2 Per durable means lalting.

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pig, or the great, or the mighty, or the huge, or That I have find these bones of mine for ransom? the magnanimous, are all one reckonings, save the Com'st thou again for ransom? phrase is a little variations.

Mont. No, great king : Gow. I think, Alexander the Great was born I come to thee for charitable licence, in Macedon ; his father was called-Philip of Ma- That we may wander o'er this bloody field, cedon, as I take it.

To book our dead, and then to bury them ; Flu. I think, it is in Macedon, where Alex- To fort our nobles from our common men ; ander is porn. I tell you, captain,-If you look For many of our princes (woe the while !) in the maps of the 'orld, I warrint, you shall find, Lie drown'd and fuck'd in mercenary ? blood : in the comparisons between Macedon and Mon- So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbs mouth, that the situations, look you, is both alike. In blood of princes; while their wounded steeds There is a river in Macedon; and there is also, Fret fetlock deep in gore, and, with wild rage, moreover, a river at Monmouth: it is callid Wye, Yerk out their armed heels at their dead matters, at Monniouth; but it is out of my prains, what is Killing them twice. O, give us leave, great king, the name of the other river ; but 'tis all onc, 'tis To view the field in safety, and dispote so like as my fingers is to my fingers, and there of their dead bodies. is salmons in both. If you mark Alexander's life K. Henry. I tell thee truly, herald, well, Harry of Monmouth's life is come after it I know not, if the day be ours, or no; indifferent well; for there is figures in all things. For yet a many of your horsemen peer, Alexander (God knows, and you know) in lis And gallop o'er the field. rages, and his furies, and his wraths, and his cho

Mont. The day is yours. lers, and his moods, and his difple:sures, and his K. Henry. Praised be God, and not our strength, indignations, and also being a little intoxicates in

for it ! his prains, did, in his ales and his angers, look you, What is this castle call’d, that stands hard by? kill his pet friend Clytus.

Mont. They call it-Agincourt. (court, Gov. Our king is not like him in that; he ne K. Hen; y. Then call we this--the field of Agine ver kill'd any of his friends.

Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus. Flu. It is not well done, mark you now, to take Flu. Your grandfather of famous memory, an't the tales out of my mouth, ere it is m:ide an end please your majetty, and your great-uncle Edward and finish’d. I speak but in figures and compa- the plack prince of Wales, as I have read in the risons of it: As Alexander is kill his friend Cly- chronicles, fought a most prave patle here in tus, being in his ales and his cups; fo allo Harry France. Monmouth, being in his right wits and his goot K. Henry. They did, Fluellen. judgments, is turn away the fat knight with the Flu. Your majetty lays very true : If your magreat pelly-doublet : he was full of jetts, and jesties is remember'd of it, the Welchmen did goot gypes, and knaveries, and mocks ; I am forget his service in a garden where lecks did grow', wearing

leeks in their Monmouth caps; which, your maGow. Sir John Falstaff.

jesty knows, to this hour is an honourable paulge Flu. That is he : I tell you, there is goot men of the service : and, I do believe, your majesty porn at Monmouth.

takes no scorn to wear the leek upon faint Tary's Gow. Herc comes his majesty.

day. Alarum. Enter King Henry, Warruick, Glufter, For I am Welch, you know, good countryman.

K. Henry. I wear it for a memorable honour : Exeter, &c. Flourish.

Flu. All the water in W'ye cannot wath your K. Henry. I was not angry since I came to majetty's Welth plovd out of your pody, I can tell France,

you that: Got pless and preserve it, as long as it Until this inftant. —Take a trumpet, herald ; pleates his grace and his majesty too! Ride thou unto the horsemen on yon bill :

Ki Henry. Thanks, good my countryman. If they will fight with us, bid them come down, Flu. By Chitht!, I am your majesty's countryOr void the field ; they do oftend our fight : man, I care not who know it; I will confess it If they'll do neither, we will come to them; to all the 'orld: I need not to be ashamed of your And make them ikir' away, as swift as stones majesty, prailed be Got, so long as your majetty is Erforced from the old Allyrian flings :

an honest man. Befides, u e'll cut the throats of thoie we have; K. Iicnry. Go keep me so !-Our heralds go And not a man of them, that we shall take,

with him; Shall taste our mercy :-Go, and tell them so.

Inier Williams.
Enter Mortjoy.

Bring me just notice of the nunibers dead Exe. Here comes the herald of the French, my On both our parts: -Call yonder fellow hither. liege.

(E227 Montjoy and others. Glo. His eves are humbler than they usd to be. Exe. Soldier, you must come to the king. Ki Henry. How now ! what means their herald: Ki Hinry. Soldier, why wear'lt thou that glove Kigw'st thou not,

thy cap?

dame.

1 See note 7, p. 384. 2 Mercenary here means common or hired blood. The genticmcn of the army served at their own charge, in consequence of their tenuren

gree 2.

Will. An't please your majesty, 'tis the gage of Some sudden mischief may arise of it ;
One that I should fight withal, if he be alive. For I do kuw lle'len want,
K. Henry. An Englishman ?

And, touch with choler, lut 25 gunpowder, Will. An't please your majesty, a rascal, tha' | An quikheil retumia najav: swaggered with me last night : who, if 'a live, and Fo?, nive there be no bum beitrentiem.--if ever dare to challenge this glove, I have iwon Go you with me, uncle of Exitur. [Extil. to take him a box o' the ear: or, if I can see my

SCENE VIII. glove in his cap (which, he swore, as he was a foldier, he would wear, if alive) I will strike it out

Before King Henry's Parrillon. foundly.

Enter Gower and il :a. K. Henry. What think you, captain Fluellen? Will. I warrant, it is to knight you, c.pain. is it fit this soldier keep his oath?

Enter Fluellen. Flu. He is a craven and a villain else, an't please Fla. Got's will and his pleasure, captain, I pe. your majesty, in my contcience.

feech you now, come apuce to the king: there is K. Henry. It may be, his enemy is a gentleman more goot toward you, peradventure, than is in of great sort', quice from the aniwer of his de- your knowledge to dream of.

Will. Sir, know you this glove? Fl:. Though he be as goot a gentleman as the Flu. Know the glove? I know, the glove is tevil is, as Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is ne-a glove. cellary, look your grace, that he keep his vow and Will. I know this; and thus I challenge it. his oath: if he be perjur'd, see you now, his re

[Serikes him. putation is as arrant a villain, and a jack-lauce, as Flu. 'Shlud, an arrant traitor, as any's in the ever his plack Thoe trod upon Got's ground and his universal ’orld, or in France, or in England. earth, in my conscience, la.

Gow. How now, fir ? you villain ! K. Henry. Then keep thy vow, firrah, when Will. Do you think I'll be forsworn ? thou meet'it the fellow.

Fiu. Stand away, captain Gower; I will give Will. So I will, my liege, as I live.

treason his payment into plows 3, I warrant you. K. Henry. Who ferveft thou under ?

Will. I am no traitor. Will. Uuder Captain Gower, my liege.

Flu. That's a lye in thy throat.--I charge you Flu. Gower is a goot captain ; and is gou in his majesty's name, apprehend him; he's a friend knowledge and literature in the wars.

of the duke Alencon's. K. Henry. Call him hither to me, soldier.

Enter Warwick, and Glofier. Will. I will, my liege.

[Exit. War. How now, how now ! what's the matter? . Henry. Here, Fluellen ; wear thou this fa Flu. My lord of Warwick, here is (praised be vour for me, and stick it in thy cap : When Alen- Got for it) a most contagious treason come to light, con and myielf were down together, I pluck'd this look you, as you shall detire in a summer's day. glove from his helm : if any man challenge this, he Here is his majesty. is a friend to Alencon, and an enemy to our per

Enter King Henry, and Exeter. 1on; if thou encounter any such, apprehend him, K. Herry. How now! what's the matter ? an thou doft love me.

Flis. My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, Flu. Your grace does me as great honours, as that, look your grace, has struck the glove which cin be desir'd in the hearts of his subjects : I would your majetty is take out of the helmet of Alencon. fain see the man, that has but two legs, that shall Will. My liege, this is my glove ; here is the f19d himself aggrief'd at this glove, that is all ; but fellow of it: and hè, that I gave it to in change, I would fain see it once; an please Got of his grace, promis'd to wear it in his cap; I promis d to that I might ice it.

itrike bim, if he did : I met this man with my K. Henry. Know'st thou Gov'er

glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my Flu. He is my dear friend, an please you. word.

K. Hory. Pray thee, go seek him, and bring Flu. Your majesty hear now, (saving your mahim to my tent.

jesty's manhool) what an arrant, raícally, peggarly, FI:. I will fetch him.

[Exit. lowly knave it is: I hope, your majetty is pear me Ki Hinny. My lord of Warwick,---and my bro- testimonies, and witneles, and avouchments, that ther Gloster,

this is the glove of Alencon, that your majelty is Follow Fluelien closely at the heels :

give me, in your contcience now. The glove, which I have given him for a favour, K. Henry. Give me thy + glove, foldier ; Look, May, bapiy, purchase him a box o' the ear ; here is the fellow of it. 'Tws 1, indeed, thou It is the foldier's; I, hy bargain, should

promised'it to Itrike ; and thou balt given me mult Wear it mytelt. Follow, good coutin Warwick: bitter terms. li that the suidier strike him, (as, I judge

Flu. An please your majesty, let his neck anBy his blunt bearing, he will keep luis word) swer for it, if there is any martial law in the 'orld.

I High rank. 2 Meaning, a man of such station as is not bound to hazard his person to answer to a challenge trom one of the toldier's low degree. 3 The Revifal reads, very piausbly, “ in lu'n plows." The quarto reads, I will give treafun his due presently. 4 Ii inult be, give me iny gluce; lor ot the soldier's glove the king bad not the tellow.

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K. Henry

K. Henry. How canst thou make me fatisfaction? Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,

Will. All offences, my liege, come from the Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights : heart : never came any from mine, that might So that, in these ten thousand they hare lont, offend your majelly.

There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries" ; K. Hery. It was ourself thou didft abuse. The rest are--princes, barons, lords, knights,

Will. Your majesty came not like yourself : And gentlemen of blood and quality. ['íquires, you appear'd to me but as a common man ; wit. The names of those their nobles that lie dead, ness the night, your garments, your loulinels ; and Charles De-la-bret 2, high conftable of France ; what your liighnes, iuffer'd under that shape, I he- Jaques of Chatillon, admiral of France ; feech yoli, take it for your own fault, and not mine: The master of the cross-bow's, lord Rambures ; for had you been as I took you for, I made no Great master of France, the brave Sir Guichard offence; thercfore, I beseech your highness, par

Dauphin ; don me.

John duke of Alencon; Anthony duke of Brabant, K. Hun. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with The brother to the duke of Burgundy ; crowns,

And Edward duke of Bar : of lusty earls, And give it to this fellow.-Keep it, fellow ; Grandpré, and Roulli, Fauconberg and Foix, And wear it for an honour in thy cap,

Beaumont, and Marle, Vaudemont, and Leatrale. Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns : Here was a royal fellow/hip of death!-And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. Where is the number of our Englith dead ? (folk,

F.«. By this day and this light, the fellow has Exe. Edward che duke of York, the earl of Sutmettle enough in his pelly :-Hold, there is twelve Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam efquire : pence

for

you, and I pray you to terve Got, and None else of name ; and, of all other men, keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quar- But five and twenty. rels, and dillenfions, and, I warrant you, it is the K. Hen. O God, thy arm was here ! petter for you.

And not to us, but to thy arm alone, Will. I will none of your money.

Ascribe we all.--When, without stratagem, Flu. It is with a goot will; I can tell you, it But in plain fhock and even play of battle, will serve you to mend your shoes : Come, where Was ever known fo great and little luss, fore should you be so pathful ? your Thoes is not On one part and on the other --Take it, God, so goot : 'tis a goot filling, I warrant you, or 1 For it is only thine ! will change it.

Exe. 'Tis wonderful !
Enter Herald.

K. Hen. Come, go we in procession to the village :
K. llen. Now, herald; are the dead number d? And be it death proclaimed through our hoft,
Her. Here is thenumber of the langhter'd i'rench. To boast of this, or take that praise from God,
K. Hen. What prisoners of good fort are taken, Which is his only.
uncle

[king: Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to Exe. Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the tell how many is killid?

(ledgment, John duke of Bou hon, and lord Bouciqualt: K. Hen. Yes, captain ; but with this acknowof other lord, and barons, knights, iud 'squires, Tliat God fought for us. Full fifteen hundred, besides coinmon mei). Flu. Yes, my conscience, he did us great goot. K. Hers. This note doth tell me of ten thousad K. Hen. · Do we all holy rites ; Frenci,

Ther, Let there he tung Nox nobis and Te Deum. That in the field lie tain: of princes, in this num- The dead with charity enclosd in clay, And nobles be ring banners, there lie dead We'll then to Calais ; and to England then ; One hundred twenty-six: adied to these, Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy mea. Ut knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,

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Be here presented. Now we bear the king (seen, ChorwVOUCHSAFE, to thole tht have not Toward Calais : grant him there ; and there being read the story,

Heave him away upon your winged thoughts That I may prompt them: and for such as have, Athwart the fea : behold, the Englith beach I humbiy pry them to adniit the excuse

Pales in the food with men, with wives, and boys, Of time, of numbers, and due courte of things, Whose thouts and claps out-voice the deep-mouth'd Which cannot in their huge and proper life

sea,

I See note?, p. 534.

2 De-la-brei here, as in a former paffage, should be Charles D'Albret, would the mealure permit of luch a change. 3 The king (lay the Chronicles) caused the psalm, in ex!twijruel de Agypto in which, according to the Vulgate, is included the psalm, Non nobis, Domine, &c.) o be luxatier this victory,

Which, like a mighty whiffler ' 'fore the king, Fla. 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his
Seems to prepare his way : fo let inn land; turkey-cocks.--Got pless you, antiene Pistol ! you
And, folemnly, see hiin let on to London. fcurvy, lowly knave, Got plets you !
So swift a pace hach thought, that even now Pijt. Ha! art thou Bedlam ? dost thou thirst,
You may imagine hin upon Black-heath :

base Trojan,
Where that his lords desire him, to have borne To have me fold up Parca's fatal web 4?
His bruised helmet, and his bended sword, Hence! I am qualmilh at the smell of leek.
Before lum, through the city : he forbids it,

Flu. I peleech you heartily, lcurvy, lowly kuave, Being free from vainnets and feli-glorious pride ; at my defires, and my request, and my petitions, Giving full crophy, signal, and oitent,

to eat, look you, this leek; because, look you, Quite from himself, to God. But now behold, you do not love it, nor your affections, and your In the quick forge and working-house of thought, appetites, and your digestions, does not agree with How London Joth pour out her citizens ! it, I would defire you to eat it. The mayor, and all las brethren, in belt 1911, Pijl. Not for Calwallader, and all his goats. Like to the senators of antique Rome,

Flu. There is one goat for you. Will. [ /trikes bista With the plebeians swarming at their heels- you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it ? Go forth, and fetch their conquering Cafar in : Pift. Baie Trojan, thou shalt die. As, by a lower but by loving likelihood 2,

Flu. You say very true, scald knave, when Got's Were now the general of our gracious empress will is: I will defire you to live in the mean time, (As, in good time, he may) from Ireland coming, and eat your victuals; come, there is sauce for Bringing rebellion broached 3 on his sword,

it. -{ Strikes bim.] You cali'd me yeiterday, How many would the peaceful city quit, {cause, mountain-squire; but I will make you to-day a To welcome him? Much more, and much more squire of low degree 5, I pray you fall to ; if Did they this Harry. Now in London place him; you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek. [him. (As yet the lamentation of the French

Gow. Enougi, captain ; you have o astonish'd Invites the king of England's stay at home : Flu. I fay, I will make him eat some part of The emperor's coming in behalf of France, my leek, or I will peat his pate four days :-Pite, · To order peace between them) and omit

I pray you; it is goot for your green wound, and All the occurrences, whatever chanc'd,

your ploody coxcomb. 'Till Harry's back-return again to France ;

Pilt. Mult I bite? There must we bring him; and myself have play'd Flu. Yes, certainly; and out of doubt, and out The interim, by remembring you—'tis patt. of questions 114, and ambiguities. Then brook abridgment; and your eyes advance Pift

. By this leek, I will most horribly revenge ; After your thoughts, straight back again to France. I eat, and eat, I lwear. SC EN E I.

Flu. Eat, I pray you : will you have some more

sauce to your leek ? there is not enough leek to The English Camp in France.

swear by. Enter Flucllen, and Gower.

l'isl. Quiet thy cudgel; thou dost see, I eat. Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you Flu. Much goot do you, scald knave, heartily. your leek to-day? Saint Davy's day is pait.

Nay, pray you, throw none away; the skin is Flu. There is occasions and causes why and goot for your proken coxcomb. When you take wherefore in all things : I will tell you, as my occasions to see lecks hereafter, I pray you, mock friend, captain Gower ; the rascally, scald, peggar-jat them; that is all. ly, lowly, pragging knave, Piftol,—which you Piff, Goodi. and yourself, and all the 'orld, know to be no pet Flu. Ay, leeks is goot :-Hold you, there is a ter than a fellow, look you now, of no merits groat to heal your pate. he is come to me, and prings me pread and falt Pift. Me a groat ! yesterday, look you, and pid me eat my leek: it Flu. Yes, verily, and in truth, you shall take was in a place where I could not preed no conten- it; or I have another leek in my pocket, which tions with him ; but I will be so pold as to wear it you shall eat. in my cap 'till I see him once again, and then I will Pift. I take thy groat, in earnest of revenge. tell him a little piece of my defires.

Flu. If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in Enter Pistol.

cudgels; you shall be a woodmonger, and buy no. Gow. Why, here he comes, swelling like a tur. thing of me but cudgels. Gut be wi' you, and key-cock. keep you, and heal your pate.

[Exit.

3 1. c.

1 A whiffler is an officer who walks first in processions, or before persons in high stations, on occasions of ceremony. The name is still retained in London, and there is an officer so called that walks before their companies on the 9th of November, or what is vulgarly called Lord Mayor's-Duy. 2 Likelihood for fimilitude. * The earl of EfTex in the reign of queen Elizabeth. spilted, transfixed.

4 The meaning is, doft thou desire to have me put thee to death? 5 That is, according to Dr. Johnfon, I willoring thee to the ground. Other commentators think it alludes to an old metrical romance, which was very popular among our countrymen in ancient times, i.itded, The Squire of low Degree. • That is, you have stunned him with the blow.

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