Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days, EXE. Bloody constraint; for if you hide the crown This is his claim, his threatening and my message; FR. KING. For us, we will consider of this further : To-morrow shall you bear our full intent Back to our brother England. DAU. For the Dauphin, I stand here for him: what to him from England? Thus says my king; an if your father's highness DAU. Say, if my father render fair return, It is against my will; for I desire Nothing but odds with England: to that end, I did present him with the Paris balls. EXE. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it, 130 140 FR. KING. To-morrow shall you know our mind at full. EXE. Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our king Come here himself to question our delay; For he is footed in this land already. FR. KING. You shall be soon dispatch'd with fair con ditions: A night is but small breath and little pause To answer matters of this consequence. [Flourish. Exeunt. АСТ III. PROLOGUE. Enter Chorus. CHOR. Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies In motion of no less celerity Than that of thought. Suppose that you have seen With silken streamers the young Phoebus fanning : ΙΟ For so appears this fleet majestical, With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur. Suppose the ambassador from the French comes back; 20 30 [Alarum, and chambers go off. And down goes all before them. Still be kind, And eke out our performance with your mind. SCENE I.-France. Before Harfleur. [Exit. Alarum. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD, GLOUCESTER, and Soldiers, with scaling-ladders. K. HEN. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Let it pry through the portage of the head O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, 20 30 Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George !' [Exeunt. Alarum, and chambers go off. SCENE II.-The same. Enter NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and Boy. BARD. On, on, on, on, on! to the breach, to the breach! NYM. Pray thee, corporal, stay: the knocks are too hot; and, for mine own part, I have not a case of lives: the humour of it is too hot, that is the very plain-song of it. PIST. The plain-song is most just; for humours do abound: Knocks go and come; God's vassals drop and die; In bloody field, Doth win immortal fame. ΙΟ Boy. Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would give all my fame for a pot of ale and safety. PIST. And I : If wishes would prevail with me, My purpose should not fail with me, But thither would I hie. Boy. As duly, but not as truly, As bird doth sing on bough. 20 Enter FLUELLEN. FLU. Up to the breach, you dogs! avaunt, you cullions! [Driving them forward. PIST. Be merciful, great duke, to men of mould. Good bawcock, bate thy rage; use lenity, sweet chuck! Boy. As young as I am, I have observed these three swashers. I am boy to them all three: but all they three, though they would serve me, could not be man to me; for indeed three such antics do not amount to a man. For Bardolph, he is white-livered and red-faced; by the means whereof a' faces it out, but fights not. For Pistol, he hath a killing tongue and a quiet sword; by the means whereof a' breaks words, and keeps whole weapons. For Nym, he hath heard that men of few words are the best men; and therefore he scorns to say his prayers, lest a' should be thought a coward: but his few bad words are matched with as few good deeds; for a' never broke any man's head but his own, and that was against a post when he was drunk. They will steal anything, and call it purchase. Bardolph stole a lute-case, bore it twelve leagues, and sold it for three half-pence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn brothers in, filching, and in Calais they stole a fireshovel: I knew by that piece of service the men would carry coals. They would have me as familiar with men's pockets as their gloves or their handkerchers: which makes much against my manhood, if I should take from another's pocket to put into mine; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I must leave them, and seek some better service: their villany goes against my weak stomach, and therefore I must cast it up. [Exit. Re-enter FLUELLEN, GOWER following. Gow. Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to the mines; the Duke of Gloucester would speak with you. FLU. To the mines! tell you the duke, it is not so good to come to the mines; for, look you, the mines is not according to the disciplines of the war: the concavities of it is not sufficient; for, look you, th' athversary you |