Will. My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of it: and he, that I gave it to in change, promised to wear it in his cap; I promised to strike him, if he did: I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my word. Flu. Your majesty hear now, (saving your majesty's manhood,) what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lowsy knave it is: I hope, your majesty is pear me testimony, and witness, and avouchments, that this is the glove of Alençon, that your majesty is give me, in your conscience now. K. Hen. Give me thy glove, soldier; Look, here is the fellow of it. 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike; and thou hast given me most bitter terms. Flu. An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it, if there is any martial law in the 'orld. K.Hen. How canst thou make me satisfaction? Will. All offer.ces, my liege, come from the heart: never came any from mine, that might offend your majesty. K.Hen. It was ourself thou didst abuse. Will. Your majesty came not like yourself; you appeared to me but as a common man; witness the night, you garments, your lowliness; and what your highness suffered under that shape, I beseech you, take it for your own fault, and not mine: for had you been as I took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I beseech your highness, pardon me. K.Hen. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns, And give it to this fellow. ---Keep it, fellow; And wear it for an honour in thy cap, Till I do challenge it.-Give him the crowns:And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle enough in his pelly :-Hold, there is twelve pence for you, and I pray you to serve Got, and keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quarrels, and dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the petter for you. Will. I will none of your money. Flu. It is with a goot will; I can tell you, it will serve you to mend your shoes: Come, wherefore should you be so pashful? your shoes is not so goot: 'tis a good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it. Enter an English Herald. K. Hen. Now, herald; are the dead number'd? Her. Here is the number of the slaughter'd French. [Delivers a paper. K. Hen. What prisoners of good sort are taken, uncle? Exe. Charles duke of Orleans, nephew to the king; John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt : Of other lords, and barons, knights, and 'squires, Full fifteen hundred, besides common men. K.Hen. This note doth tell me of ten thousand French, The names of those their nobles that lie dead,- phin; John duke of Alençon; Anthony duke of Brabant, [Herald presents another paper. Edward the duke of York, the earl of Suffolk, [2] Mercenaries are in this place common soldiers or hired soldiers. The gentlemen served at their own charge in consequence of their tenures. JOH. I doubt the accuracy of Dr. Johnson's assertion, that "the gentlemen served at their own charge in consequence of their tenures;" as, I take it, this practice, which was always confined to those holding by knight's service, and to the term of forty days, had fallen into complete disuse long before Henry the Fifth's time; and personal service would not, at that period. have excused the subsidies which were paid in lieu of it. Even the nobility were, for the most part, retained by contract to serve, with the numbers, for the time, and at the wages, specified in the indenture. RITSON. [3] This gentleman saved the king's life in the field. Had our poet been apprized of this circumstance, this brave Welshman would probably have been more particularly noticed. MAL. But five-and-twenty. O God, thy arm was here! Ascribe we all. When, without stratagem, Exe. 'Tis wonderful! K.Hen. Come, go we in procession to the village : And be it death proclaimed through our host, Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tell how many is killed ? K.Hen. Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgment, That God fought for us. Flu. Yes, my conscience, he did us great goot. Let there be sung Non nobis, and Te deum.4 ACT V. Enter CHORUS. [Exeunt. Cho. Vouchsafe, to those that have not read the story, That I may prompt them: and of such as have, I humbly pray them to admit the excuse Of time, of numbers, and due course of things, Which cannot in their huge and proper life Be here presented. Now we bear the king Toward Calais : grant him there; there seen, Heave him away upon your winged thoughts, Athwart the sea: Behold, the English beach Pales in the flood with men, with wives, and boys, Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deep-mouth'd sea, Which, like a mighty whiffler 'fore the king, [4] The king (says the Chronicles) caused the psolm, In exitu Israel de Ægypto (in which according to the vulgate, is included the psalm, Non nobis, Domine &c.) to be sung fter the victory. POPE [5] An officer who walks first in process ssions, or before persons in high stations, on occasions of ceremony. HANMER.. Seems to prepare his way: so let him land; To welcome him? much more, and much more cause, SCENE 1.5 France. An English Court of Guard. Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER. Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you your leek to-day? Saint Davy's day is past. [1] Transferring all the honours of conquest, all trophies, tokens, and shows, from himself to God. JOHNS. [2] Likelihood for similitude. WARB. [3] The Earl of Essex, in the reign of queen Elizabeth. [4] Broached-spitted, transfixed. JOHNS POPE. [5] This scene ought, in my opinion, to conclude the fourth act, and be Flu. There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things: I will tell you, as my friend, captain Gower; The rascally, scald, beggarly, lowsy, pragging knave, Pistol, which you and yourself, and all the 'orld, know to be no petter than a fellow, look you now, of no merits, he is come to me, and prings me pread and salt yesterday, look you, and bid me eat my leek: it was in a place where I could not breed no contentions with him; but I will be so pold as to wear it in my cap till I see him once again, and then I will tell him a little piece of my desires. Enter PISTOL. Gow. Why, here he comes, swelling like a turkey-cock. Flu. 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his turkeycocks.-Got pless you, ancient Pistol! you scurvy, lowsy knave, Got pless you! Pist. Ha! art thou Bedlam? dost thou thirst, base Trojan, To have me fold up Parca's fatal web ?6 Flu. I peseech you heartily, scurvy lowsy knave, at my desires, and my requests, and my petitions, to eat, look you, this leek: because, look you, you do not love it, nor your affections, and your appetites, and your digestions, does not agree with it, I would desire you to eat it. Pist. Not for Cadwallader, and all his goats. Flu. There is one goat for you. [Strikes him.] Will you be so goot, scald knave, as eat it? Pist. Base Trojan, thou shalt die. Flu. You say very true, scald knave, when Got's will is: I will desire you to live in the mean time, and eat your victuals; come, there is sauce for it.- [Striking him again.] You called me yesterday, mountain-squire; but I will make you to-day a squire of low degree. I pray you, fall to; if you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek. Gow. Enough, captain; you have astonished him.7 Flu. I say, I will make him eat some part of my leek, or I will peat his pate four days :-Pite, I pray you; it is goot for your green wound, and your ploody coxcomb. Pist. Must I bite? placed before the last chorus. There is no English camp in this act; the quarrel apparently happened before the return of the army to England, and not after so long an interval as the chorus has supplied. JOHNS. [6] Dost thou desire to have me put thee to death? JOHNS. [7] i.e. You have stunned him with the blow. JOHNS 37* VOL. IV. |