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Flu. My lord of Warwick, here is (praised be Got || One hundred twenty-six : added to chese, for it!) a most contagious treason come to light, of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen, look you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which, Here is his majesty.
Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights :
So that, in these ten thousand they bave lost, Enter King Henry and Exeter.
There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries; K. Hen How now! what's the matter? The rest are-princes, barons, lords, knights, Flu. My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that,
'squires, look your grace, has struck the glove which your and gentlemen of blood and quality. majesty is take out of the helmet of Alençon. The names of those their nobles that lie dead,
Will. My liege, this was my glove; here is the i Charles De-la-bret, high constable of France; fellow of it! and he, that I gave it to in change. || Jaques of Chatillon, admiral of France; promised to wear it in his cap; I promised to the master of the cross-bows, lord Rambures ; strike him, if he did: I met this man with my glove Great-master of France, the brave sir Guischarn! in his cap, and I have been as good as my word.
Dauphin ; Flu. Your majesty hear now (saving your ma- || John duke of Alençon; Antony duke of Brabant, jesty's manhood,) what an arrant, rascally, beg- The brother to the duke of Burgundy ; garly, lowsy knave it is: I hope, your majesty is || And Edward duke of Bar: of lusty earls, pear me testimony, and witness, and avouchments, || Grandpre, and Roussi, Fauconberg, and Foix, that this is the glove of Alençon, that your majes- Beaumont, and Marle, Vaudemont, and Lestrale. ty is give me, in your conscience now.
Here was a royal fellowship of death! K. Hen. Give me thy glove, soldier: Look, here Where is the number of our English dead? is the fellow of it. 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st
(Herald presents another paper. to strike; and thou hast given me most bitter terms. | Edward the duke of York, the earl of Suffolk,
Flu. An please your majesty, let his neck answer | Sir Richard Ketley, Davy Gam, esquire : for it, if there is any martial law in the 'orld. None else of name; and, of all other men,
K. Hen. How canst thou make me satisfaction ? || But five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here,
Will. All offences, my liege, come from the heart :|| And not to us, but to thy arm alone, never came any from mine, that might offend your Ascribe we all.-When, without stratagem, majesty.
But in plain shock, and even play of battle, K. Hen. It was ourself thou didst abuse. Was ever known so great and little loss,
Will. Your majesty came not like yourself: you On one part and on the other?- Take it, God, appeared to me but as a common man; witness the For it is only thine ! night, your garments, your low liness; and what Ere.
'Tis wonderful ! your bighness suffered under that shape, I beseech K. Hen. Come, go we in procession to the you, take it for your own fault, and not mine : for
village : had you been as I took you for, I made no offence ; || And be leath proclaimed through our host, therefore, I beseech your highness, pardon me. To boast of this, or take that praise from God, K. Hen. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with Which is his only. crowns,
Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to And give it to this fellow.-Keep it, fellow; tell how many is killed? And wear it for an honour in thy cap,
K. Hen. Yes, captain; but with this acknowTill I do challenge it.-Give him the crowns:
ledgement, And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. That God fought for us.
Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has Flu. Yes, my conscience, he did us great goot. mettle enough in his pelly :-Hold, there is twelve K. Hen. Do we all holy rites; pence for you, and I pray you to serve Got, and keep Let there be sung Non nobis, and Te Deum. you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quarrels, and The dead with charity enclos'd in clay, dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the petter for We'll then to Calais; and to England then ; you.
Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy men. Will. I will none of your money.
Errunt. Flu. It is with a goot will; I can tell you, it will serve you to mend your shoes : Come, wherefore should you be so pashful? your shoes is not so goot: 'tis a good silling, I warrant you, or I will
ACT V. change it.
Cho. Vouchsafe to those that have not read them K. Hen. Now, herald ; are the dead number'd?
story, Her. Here is the number of the slaughter'd || That I may prompt them : and of such as have, French.
(Delivers a paper. || humbly pray them to admit the excuse K. Hen. What prisoners of good sort are taken, ||of time, of numbers, and due course of things, uncle ?
Which cannot in their huge and proper life Exe. Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the king: || Be here presented. Now we bear the king John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt: Toward Calais : grant him there; there seen, Of other lords, and barons, knights, and 'squires, || Heave him away upon your winged thoughts, Full fifteen hundred, besides common men. Ithwart the sea : Behold, the English beach K. Hen. This note doth tell me of ten thousand Pales in the flood with men, with wives, and boys, French,
Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deep-mouth'd That in the field lie slain : of princes, in this number,
Which, like a mighty whiffler! 'fore the king, And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead Seems to prepare his way : so let him land;
And, solemnly, see himn set on to London. (1) An officer who walks first in processions. So swift a pace hath thought, that even now
You may imagine him upon Blackheath :
Pist. Not for Cadwallader, and all his goats. Where that his lords desire him to have bornel Flu. There is one goat for you. (Strikes him.) His bruised helmet, and his bended sword, Will you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it? Before him, through the city: he forbids it, Pist. Base Trojan, thou shalt die. Being free from vainness and self-glorious pride ; Flu. You say very true, scald knave, when Got's Giving full trophy, signal, and ostent,
will is : I will desire you to live in the mean time, Quite from himself, to God. But now behold, and eat your victuals; come, there is sauce for it. In the quick forge and workinghouse of thought, (Striking him again.) You called me yesterday, How London doth pour out her citizens ! mountain- quire; but I will make you to-day a The mayor, and all his brethren, in best sort,- squire of low degree. I pray you, fall to; if you Like to the senators of the antique Rome, can mock a leek, you can eat a leek. With the plebeians swarming at their heels,- Gov. Enough, captain ; you have astonished? Go forth, and fetch their conquering Cesar in: him. As, by a lower but by loving likelihood,3
Flu. say, I will make him eat some part of Were now the general of our gracious empress4 my leek, or I will peat his pate four days : - Pite, (As, in good time, he may.) from Ireland coming. I pray you; it is goot for your green wound, and Bringing rebellion broacheds on his sword, your ploody coxcomb. How many would the peaceful city quit,
Pist. Must I bite? To welcome him? much more, and much more Flu. Yes, certajuly; and out of doubt, and out
of questions too, and ambiguities. Did they this Harry. Now in London place him ; Pist. By this leek, I will most horribly revenge ; (As yet the lamentation of the French
I eat, and eke I swear Invites the king of England's stay at home: Flu. Eat, I pray you: Will you have some more The emperor's coming in behalf of France, sauce to your leek? there is not enough leek to To order peace between them;) and omit swear by. All the occurrences, whatever chanc'd,
Pist. Quiet thy cudgel; thou dost see, I eat. Till Harry's back-return again to France;
Flu. Much goot do you, scald knave, heartily. There must we bring him; and myself have Nay, 'pray you, throw none away; the skin is goot play'd
for your proken coxcomb. When you take occaThe interim, by remembering you—'tis past. sions to see leeks bereafter, I pray you, mock at Then brook abridgement; and your eyes advance them; that is all. After your thoughts, straight back again to France. Pist. Good.
(Erit. Flu Ay, leeks is goot :-Hold you, there is a groat to beal
your pate. SCENE 1.-France. An English court of Pist. Me a groat! guard. Enter Fluellen and Gower.
Flu. Yes, verily, and in truth, you shall take it; Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you your shall eat.
or I have another leek in my pocket, which you leek to-day? Saint Davy's day is past. Flu. There is occasions and causes why and
Pist. I take thy groat, in earnest of revenge. wherefore in all things : I will tell you, as my friend. || cudgels; you shall be a woodmonger, and buy
Flu. If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in captain Gower; The rascally, scald, beggarly; || nothing of me but cudgels. God be wi' you, and lowsy, pragging knave, Pistol,—which you yourself, and all the 'orld, know to be no petter
keep you, and heal your pate.
Pist. All hell shall stir for this. than a fellow, look you now, of no merits,- he is come to me, and prings me pread and salt yester-knave. Will you mock at an ancient tradition,
Gow. Go, go; you are a counterfeit cowardly day, look you, and pid me eat my leek : it was in begun upon an honourable respect, and worn as a a place where I could not breed no contentions with him ; but I will be so pold as to wear it in my dare not avouch in your deeds any of your words ?
memorable trophy of predeceased valour,--and cap till I see him once again, and then I will tell I have seen you gleekings and galling at this genhim a little piece of my desires.
tleinan twice or thrice. You thoughi, because he Enter Pistol.
could not speak English in the native garb, he
could not therefore handle an English cudgel: you Gow. Why, here he comes, swelling like a tur- | find it otherwise ; and, henceforth, let a Welsh corkey-cock.
rection teach you a good English condition.o Fare Flu. 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his ye well.
(Exit. turkey-cocks.--Got pless you, ancient Pistol! you Pist. Doth fortune play the huswifelo with me scurvy, lowsy knave, Got pless you! Pist. Ha! art thou Bedlam dost thou thirst, News have I, that my Nell is dead i'the spital 11 base Trojan,
Of malady of France ; To have me fold up Parca's fatal web:
And there my rendezvous is quite cut off. Hence! I am qualmish at the smell of leek. Old I do wax: and from my wearr limbs
Flu. I peseech you heartily, scurvy lowsy knare, Honour is cudgell'd. Well, bawd will I turn, at my desires, and my requests, and my petitions. And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand. to eat, look you, this leek; because, look you, you To England will I steal, and there I'll steal : do not love it, nor your affections, and your appe: And patches will I get unto these scars, tites, and your digestions, does not agree with it, 1 || And swear, I got them in the Gallia wars. would desire you to eat it. (1) i. e. To order it to be borne.
(5) Spitted, transfixed. (2) Transferring all the honours of conquest (6) Dost thou desire to have me put thee to from himself to God.
death (3) Similitude.
(7) Stunned. (8) Scoffing, sneering: (4) The earl of Essex in the reign of Elizabeth. (9) Temper. (10) For jilt. (11) Hospital
SCENE II.-Troyes in Champagne. An apart-1| To swearing, and stern looks, diffus'do attire,
ment in the French King's palace. Enter, at|| And every thing that seems unnatural. one door, King Henry, Bedford, Gloster, Exeter, || Which to reduce into our former favour, 5 Warwick, Westmoreland, and other lords; at You are assembled : and my speech entreats, another, the French king, queen Isabel, the That I may know the let, why gentle peace princess Katharine, lords, ladies, &c. the duke | Should not expel these inconveniences, of Burgundy, and his train.
And bless us with her former qualities.
K. Hen. If, duke of Burgundy, you would the K. Hen. Peace to this meeting, wherefore we peace, are met!
Whose want gives growth to the imperfections Unto our brother France,-and to our sister, Which you have cited, you must buy that peace Health and fair time of day :--joy and good wishes With full accord to all our just demands; To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine ; Whose tenors and particular effects And (as a branch and member of this royalty, You have, enschedul'd briefly, in your hands. By whom this great assembly is contriv'd,) Bur. The king hath heard them; to the which, We do salute you, duke of Burgundy ;
as yet, And, princes French, and peers, health to you all! There is no answer made. Fr. King. Right joyous are we to behold your K. Hen.
Well then, the peace, face,
before so urg'd, hies in his answer. Most worthy brother England; fairly met :- Fr King. I have but with a cursorary eye So are you princes English, every one.
D'er-glanc'd the articles : pleaseth your grace Q. Isa. So happy be the issue, brother England, To appoint some of your council presently of this good day, and of this gracious meeting, To sit with us once more, with better heed As we are now glad to behold
your eyes ; To re-survey them, we will, suddenly, Your eyes, which hitherto have borne in them Pass our accept, and peremptory answer. Against the French, that met them in their bent, K. Hen Brother, we shall. --Go, uncle Exeter,-The fatal balls of murdering basilisks :
And brother Clarence—and you, brother Glos. The venom of such looks, we fairly hope,
ter,Have lost their quality ; and that this day Warwick-and Huntingdon,-go with the king : Shall change all griels, and quarrels, into love. And take with you free power, to ratify,
K. Hen To cry amen to that, thus we appear.|| Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best
Bur. My duty to you both, on equal love, Any thing in, or out of, our demands; Great kings of France and England! That I have And we'll consign thereto.-Will you, fair sister, labour'd
Go with the princes, or stay here with us? With all my wits, my pains, and strong endeavours, Q. Isa. Our gracious brother, I will go with them; To bring your most imperial majesties
Haply, a woman's voice may do some good, Unto this bari and royal interview,
When articles, too nicely urg'd, be stood on.
with us ;
Q. Isa. She hath good leave. (Exeunt all but What rub, or what impediment, there is,
Henry, Katharine and her gentlewoman. Why that the naked, poor, and mangled peace, K Hen. Fair Katharine, and most fair, Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful births, Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms Should not, in this best garden of the world, Such as will enter at a lady's ear, Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage? And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart? Alas! she hath from France too long been chas'd; Kath. Your majesty shall mock at me; I cannot And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps, speak your England, Corrupting in its own fertility.
K. Hen. O fair Katharine, if you will love me Her vine, the merry cheerer of the heart, soundly with your French heart, I will be glad to Unpruned dies : her hedgyes even-pleached - hear you confess it brokenly with your English Like prisoners wildly over-grown with hair, tongue. Do you like me, Kate? Put forth disorder'd iwigs: her fallow leas
Kath. Pardonnez moy, I cannol tell vat is—like The darnel, hemlock, and rank fumitory, Doth root upon ; while that the coulter? rusts, K. Hen. An angel is like you, Kate; and you That should deracinate: soch savagery :
are like an angel The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth Kath. Que dit-il ? que je suis semblable à les The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, anges? Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Alice. Ouy, vraymeul, (sauf vostre grace) ainsi Conceives by idleness : and nothing terms, dit il But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, K Hon. I said so, dear Katharine; and I must Losing both beauty and utility.
not blush to affirm it And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and hedges, Kath. O bon Dieu ! les langues des hommes sont Detective in their natures, grow to wildness; I pleines des tromperies. Even so our houses, and ourselves, and children, K Hen. What says she, fair one? that the Have lost, or do not learn, for want of time, tongues of men are full of deceits ? The sciences that should become our country; Alice. Ouy; dat de tongues of de mans is be But grow, like savages,-as soldiers will, full of deceits : dat is de princess. That nothing do but meditate on blood,
K. Hen. The princess is the better English (1) Barrier.
(4) Extravagant. (5) Appearance. (3) To desacinate is to force
son, kneeling at our feet, but a weak and worth-1 dull elements of earth and water never appear in less satisfaction. To this add-defiance: and tell him, but only in patient stillness, while his rider him, for conclusion, he hath betrayed his followers, mounts him: be is, indeed, a horse ; and all other whose condemnation is pronounced. So far myljades you may call-beasts. king and master; so much my office.
Con. Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute and K. Hen. What is thy name? I know thy quality. excellent horse. Mont. Montjoy.
Dau. It is the prince of palfreys; his neigh is K. Hen. Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance back,
enforces homage. And tell thy king, - I do not seek him now; Orl. No more, cousin. But could be willing to march on to Calais, Dau. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot, Without impeachment :' for, to say the sooth from the rising of the lark to the lodging of the (Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much lamb, vary deserved praise on my palfrey : it is a Unto an enemy of craft and vantage,).
there as fluent as the sea ; turn the sands into eloMy people are with sickness much enfeebled; quent tongues, and my horse is argument for them My numbers lessen'd; and those few I have, all: 'tis a subject for å sovereign to reason on, and Almost no better than so many French; for a sovereign's sovereign to ride on; and for Who when they were in health, I tell thee, herald, | the world (familiar to us, and unknown,) to lag I thought, upon one pair of English legs apart their particular functions, and wonder at him. Did march three Frenchmen.-- Yet, forgive me, God, once writ a sonnet in his praise, and began thus : That I do brag thus !--this your air of France Wonder of nature, Hath blown that vice in me; I must repent. Orl. I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's Go, therefore, tell thy master, here I am;
mistress. My ransom, is this frail and worthless trunk; Dau. Then did they imitate that which I comMy army, but a weak and sickly guard; posed to my courser; for my horse is my mistress. Yet, God before,2 tell him we will come on,
Orl. Your mistress bears well. Though France himself, and such another neigh- Dau. Me well; which is the prescript praise bour,
and perfection of a good and particular mistress. Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, Montjoy. Con. Ma foy! the other day, methought, your Go, bid thy master well advise himself :
mistress shrewdly shook your back. If we may pass, we will; if we be hinder'd, Dau. So, perhaps, did yours. We shall your tawny ground with your red blood Con. Mine was not bridled. Discolour: and so, Montjoy, fare you well. Dau. 0! then, belike, she was old and gentle ; The sum of all our answer is but this:
and you rode, like a kernes of Ireland, your French We would not seek a battle, as we are ;
hose off, and in your strait trossersió Nor, as we are, we say, we will not shun it; Con. You have good judgment in horsemanship. So tell your master.
Dau. Be warned by me then : they that ride so, Moni. I shall deliver so. Thanks to your high- and ride not warily; fall into foul bogs; I had
(Exit Montjoy. rather have my horse to my mistress. Glo. I hope they will not come upon us now.
Con. I had as lief have my mistress a jade. K. Hen. We are in God's hand, brother, not in Dau. I tell thee, constable, my mistress wears theirs.
her own hair. March to the bridge; it now draws toward night:- Con. I could make as true a boast as that, if I Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves; had a sow to my mistress. And on to-morrow bid them march away. [Exe. Dau. Le chien est retourné à son propre vomisseSCENE VII.— The French camp, near Agin- ment, et la truie lavée au bourbier : thou makest court. Enter the Constable of France, the
Con. Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress ; Lord Rambures, the Duke of Orleans, Dauphin, or any such proverb, so little kin to the purpose. and others.
Ram. My lord constable, the armour, that I Con. Tut! I have the best armour of the world. I saw in your tent to-night, are those stars, or suns, 'Would, it were day!
Ori. You have an excellent armour ; but let my Con. Stars, my lord. horse have his due.
Dau. Some of them will fall to-morrow, I bope. Con. It is the best horse of Europe.
Con. And yet my sky shall not want. Orl. Will it never be morning?
Dau. That may be, for you bear a many super. Dau. My lord of Orleans, and my lord high fluously; and 'twere more honour, some were away. constable, you talk of horse and armour,- Con. Even as your horse bears your praises;
Orl. You are as well provided of both, as any who would trot as well, were some of your brags prince in the world.
dismounted. Dau. What a long night is this !
I will not
Dau. 'Would I were able to load him with his change my horse with any that treads but on four|| desert! Will it never be day? I will trot to-morpasterns. Ca, ha! He bounds from the earth, as | row a mile, and my way shall be paved with Enif his entrails were hairs ;3 le cheval volant, the glish faces. Pegasus, qui a les narines de feu! When I bestride Con. I will not say so, for fear I should be him, I soar, I am a hawk : he trots the air; the faced out of my way: But I would it were mornearth sings when touches it; the basest horn of ing, for I would fain be about the ears of the his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. English. Orl. He's of the colour of the nutmeg.
Ram. Who will go to hazard with me for twenty Dau. And of the heat of the ginger. It is a English prisoners? beast for Perseus : he is pure air and fire; and the
(3) Alluding to the bounding of tennis-balls, (1) Hinderance.
which were stuffed with hair. 2) Then used for God being my guide.
(4) Soldier. (5) Trowsers.
Con. You must first go yourself to hazard, ere || only stomachs to eat, and none to fight. Now is it you have them.
time to arm : Come, shall we about it? Dau. 'Tis midnight, I'll go arm myself. (Exit. Orl. It is now two o'clock : but, let me see,-by Orl. The dauphin longs for morning.
ten, Ram. He longs to eat the English.
We shall have each a hundred Englishmen. (Exe. Con. I think, he will eat all he kills.
Orl. By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince. Con. Swear by her foot, that she may tread out
ACT IV. the oath. Orl. He is, simply, the most active gentleman
Enter Chorus. of France.
Chor. Now entertain conjecture of a time, Con. Doing is activity : and he will still be doing. || When creeping murmur, and the poring dark, Orl. He never did harm, that I heard of. Fills the wide vessel of the universe.
Con. Nor will do none to-morrow; he will keep From camp tocamp, through the foul womb of night, that good name still.
The hum of either army stilli3 sounds, Orl. I know him to be valiant.
That the fix'd sentinels almost receive Con. I was told that, by one that knows him The secret whispers of each other's watch: better than you.
Fire answers fire; and through their paly flames Orl. What's he?
Each battle sees the other's umber'de face: Con. Marry, he told me so himself; and he said, || Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs he cared not who knew it.
Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents, Orl. He needs not, it is no hidden virtue in him || The armourers, accomplishing the knights,
Con. By my faith, sir, but it is; never any body | With busy hammers closing rivets up, saw it, but his lackey : 'tis a hooded valour; and, Give dreadful note of preparation. when it appears, it will bate.!
The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll, Orl. ni will never said well.
And the third hour of drowsy morning name. Con. I will cap that proverb with—There is Proud of their numbers, and secure in soul, fattery in friendship.
The confident and over-lusty. French Orl. And I will take up that with—Give the Do the low-rated English play at dice; devil his due.
And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night, Con. Well placed; there stands your friend for Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp the devil: have at the very eye of that proverb, | So tediously away. The poor condemned English, with--A pox of the devil.
Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires Orl. You are the better at proverbs, by how | Sit patiently, and inly ruminate much- A fool's bolt is soon shot.
The morning's danger; and their gesture sad, Con. You have shot over.
Investing lank-lean cheeks, and war-worn coats, Orl. 'Tis not the first time you were overshot. Presenteth them unto the gazing moon Enter a Messenger.
So many horrid ghosts. O, now, who will behold
The royal captain of this ruin'd band, Mess. My lord high constable, the English lie Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent, within fifteen hundred paces of your tent.
Let him cry- Praise and glory on his head! Con. Who hath measured the ground? For forth he goes, and visits all his host; Mess. The lord Grandpré.
Bids them good-morrow, with a modest smile ; Con. A valiant and most expert gentleman.- || And calls them-brothers, friends, and countrymen. Would it were day!-Alas, poor Harry of England! Upon his royal face there is no note, -he longs not for the dawning, as we do. How dread an army bath enrounded him;
Orl. What a wretched and peevish2 fellow is | Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour this king of England, to mope with his fat-brained || Unto the weary and all-watched night : followers so far out of his knowledge !
But freshly looks, and overbears attaint, Con. If the English had any apprehension, they | With cheerful semblance, and sweet majesty ; would run away.
That every wretch, pining and pale before, Orl. That they lack; for if their heads had any | Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks : intellectual armour, they could never wear such || A largess universal, like the sun, heavy head-pieces.
His liberal eye doth give to every one, Ram. That island of England breeds very valiant | Thawing cold fear. "Then, mean and gentle all, creatures, their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage. Behold, as may unworthiness define,
Orl. Foolish curs ! that run winking into the || A little touch of Harry in the night: mouth of a Russian bear, and have their heads And so our scene must to the battle fly; crushed like rotten apples : You may as well say,- Where (O for pity !) we shall much disgrace that's a valiant flea, that dare eat his breakfast on with four or five most vile and ragged foils, the lip of a lion.
Right ill-dispos'd, in brawl ridiculous,-Con. Just
, just; and the men do sympathize with The name of Agincourt : Yet, sit and see ; the mastiffs, in robustious and rough coming on. Minding true things, by what their mockeries be. leaving their wits with their wives: and then give
(Exit. them great meals of beef, and iron, and steel, they will eat like wolves, and fight like devils.
SCENE I.—The English camp at Agincourt. Orl. Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of
Enter King Henry, Bedford, and Gloster. beef.
K. Hen. Gloster, 'tis true, that we are in great Con. Then we shall find to-morrow—they have danger;
(1) An equivoque in terms in falconry: he means, (2) Foolish. (3) Gently, lowly. nis valour is hid from every body but his lackey, (4) Discoloured by the gleam of the fires. and when it appears it will fall off.
(5) Over-saucy. (6) Calling to remembrance,