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I saw him down, thrice up again, and fighting ;
Exe. In which array, brave soldier, doth he lie,
I blame you not ; For, hearing this, I must perforce compound With mistful eyes?, or they will issue too.— [Alarum. But, hark! what new alarum is this same ?The French have reinforc'd their scatter'd men :
RAUGHT me his hand,] i. e, reached me his hand : the old past tense of to reach. See “ Love's Labour's Lost,” Vol. ii. p. 326.
? With mistful eyes,] The folio reads mixtful, an obvious misprint, set right by Warburton.
Then, every soldier kill his prisoners !
Another Part of the Field.
Alarums. Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER. Flu. Kill the poys and the luggage! 'tis expressly against the law of arms: ’tis as arrant a piece of knavery, mark you now, as can be offered. conscience now, is it not?
Gow. 'Tis certain, there's not a boy left alive; and the cowardly rascals, that ran from the battle, have done this slaughter: besides, they have burned and carried away all that was in the king's tent; wherefore the king most worthily hath caused every soldier to cut his prisoner's throat. O! 'tis a gallant king.
Flu. Ay, he was porn at Monmouth, captain Gower. What call you the town's name, where Alexander the pig was born ?
Gow. Alexander the great.
Flu. Why, I pray you, is not pig, great? The pig, or the great, or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnanimous, are all one reckonings, save the phrase is a little variations.
Gow. I think, Alexander the great was born in Macedon : his father was called Philip of Macedon, as I take it.
Flu. I think, it is in Macedon, where Alexander is porn. I tell you, captain,-if you look in the maps of
3 Scene vii.) Here in the folio the third Act ends, but, as Pope showed, erroneously, the business of the preceding scene being continued. It may be even doubted whether a new scene ought to be marked, as the place is not necessarily changed.
the world, I warrant, you shall find, in the comparisons between Macedon and Monmouth, that the situations, look you, is both alike.
is both alike. There is a river in Macedon, and there is also moreover a river at Monmouth: it is called Wye at Monmouth, but it is out of my prains, what is the name of the other river; but 'tis all one, 'tis alike as my fingers is to my fingers, and there is salmons in both. If you mark Alexander's life well, Harry of Monmouth's life is come after it indifferent well; for there is figures in all things. Alexander, God knows, and you know, in his rages, and his furies, and his wraths, and his cholers, and his moods, and his displeasures, and his indignations, and also being a little intoxicates in his prains, did, in his ales and his angers, look you, kill his pest friend, Clytus.
Gow. Our king is not like him in that: he never killed any of his friends.
Flu. It is not well done, mark you now, to take the tales out of my mouth, ere it is made and finished. I speak but in the figures and comparisons of it: as Alexander killed his friend Clytus, being in his ales and his cups, so also Harry Monmouth, being in his right wits and his good judgments, turned away the fat knight with the great pelly-doublet: he was full of jests, and gipes, and knaveries, and mocks; I have forgot his name.
Gow. Sir John Falstaff.
Flu. That is he. I'll tell you, there is goot men porn at Monmouth.
Gow. Here comes his majesty.
Alarum. Enter King HENRY, with a Part of the
English Forces ; WARWICK, GLOSTER, EXETER, and
K. Hen. I was not angry since I came to France
If they will fight with us, bid them come down,
Exe. Here comes the herald of the French, my liege.
That I have fin'd these bones of mine for ransom?
No, great king :
I tell thee truly, herald,
4 And make them SKIRR away,] A word of not uncommon occurrence, and signifying the same as what we now call scour : it was sometimes spelt of old scur and scurr. We meet with “skirr” in “ Macbeth," Act v. sc. 3, and it is found in Beaumont and Fletcher, Heywood, and other dramatists of the time of Shakespeare.
5- and their wounded steeds] The folio has “and with wounded steeds.”
For yet a many of your horsemen peer,
The day is yours.
it ! What is this castle call’d, that stands hard by ?
Mont. They call it Agincourt,
K. Hen. Then call we this the field of Agincourt, Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus.
Flu. Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your majesty, and your great-uncle Edward the plack prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles, fought a most prave pattle here in France.
K. Hen. They did, Fluellen.
Flu. Your majesty says very true. If your majesties is remembered of it, the Welshmen did goot service in a garden where leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their Monmouth caps, which, your majesty knows, to this hour is an honourable padge of the service; and, I do believe, your majesty takes no scorn to wear the leek upon Saint Tavy’s day.
. K. Hen. I wear it for a memorable honour: For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman.
Flu. All the water in Wye cannot wash your majesty's Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that: Got pless it, and preserve it, as long as it pleases his grace, and his majesty too!
K. Hen. Thanks, good my countryman.
Flu. By Cheshu, I am your majesty's countryman, I care not who know it; I will confess it to all the world: I need not to be ashamed of your majesty, praised be God, so long as your majesty is an honest man.
Monmouth caps ;] “ The best caps,” says Fuller, in his “ Worthies of Wales," p. 50, were formerly made at Monmouth, where the Cappers' chapel doth still remain.” They were worn both by soldiers and sailors, as various authorities might be adduced to show, even considerably after the restoration. Heywood, in a song in his “ Challenge for Beauty,” 1636, speaks of Monmouth caps as much worn by the Welsh.