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[Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, with all his host: SALISBURY
and WESTMORELAND]
GLOUCESTER
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Where is | the king? ????
BEDFORD
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, ,
x
The king | himself | is rode | to view | their
battle.
WESTMORELAND
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2 ,
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Of fight|ing men | they have full | threescore*|
thousand.
EXETER
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There's five | to one,| besides | they all | are
fresh.
SALISBURY
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God's arm strike | with us,| 'tis a fear|ful
odds.
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God^buy | you prin|ces all;| I'll to | my charge:
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T 2 ,
x
If we | no more meet,| till we meet | in
heaven;
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Then joy|fully,| my nob|le Lord | of Bed|ford,
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My dear | Lord Glouce|ster, and | my good |
Lord^Ex|eter, (hex with prev)
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And my / kind kins|man, war|riors all,| adieu.
BEDFORD
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Farewell | good Sal|isbury,| and good* luck | go
with || thee:
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And | yet I do | thee wrong,| to mind | thee of
it,
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For thou | art framed | of the firm | truth of |
valor.
EXETER
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T T T
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Farewell | kind lord: fight | valiantly | today.
[Exit SALISBURY]
BEDFORD
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He is | full of | valor | as of | kindness,
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Princely | in both.
[Enter the KING]
WESTMORELAND
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T
O that we | now had here
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But one ten thous|and of those | men in |
England,
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That do | no work | today.
KING HENRY V
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What's he | that wis|hes so? (tri
with prev)
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My cousin | Westmore|land. No,| my fair | cousin:
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If we | are marked | to die,| we are | enow
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To do | our count|ry loss:| and if | to live,
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The fewer | men, the | greater | share of | honor.
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God's^will,| I pray | thee wish | not one |
man^more.
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By Jove,| I am / not cov|etous | for gold,
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Nor care | I who | doth feed | upon | my cost:
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It yearns | me not,| if men | my gar|ments wear;
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Such^out|ward things | dwell not / in my |
desires.
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But if | it be | a sin | to cov|et honor,
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I am | the most | offend|ing soul | alive.
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No faith,| my coz,| wish not a | man from |
England:
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God's^peace,| I would not | lose so | great an |
honor,
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As one man more | methinks | would share | from
me,
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T T T
For the best | hope I | have. O,| do not | wish
one more:
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Rather pro|claim it |(Westmore|land) through | my
host,
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That he | which^hath | no stom|ach to | this
fight,
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T T . T
Let him | depart,| his pass|port shall be made,
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T T 2 ,
And crowns | for con|voy put in|to his purse:
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T ,
We would / not die in | that man's comp|any,
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That fears | his fel|lowship,| to die | with us.
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This day | is called | the feast | of Cris|pian:
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T T
He that out|lives this | day, and | comes safe
home,
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Will stand | a tip-|toe when | the day | is
named,
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And rouse | him at | the name | of Cris|pian.
, 2
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T T T
He that shall | see this | day, and | live old
age,
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Will year/ly on the | vigil | feast his |
neighbors,
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And say,| Tomor|row is / Saint Cris|pian.
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Then will | he strip | his sleeve,| and show |
his scars:
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And say,| these^wounds | I had | on Cris|pin's
day.
T T . T
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Old men forget;| yet all | shall be | forgot:
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But he'll | remem|ber, with | advant|ages,
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What feats | he did | that day.| Then shall | our
names,
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Famil|iar in | his mouth | as house|hold^words,
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Harry | the king,| Bedford | and Ex|eter,
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Warwick and | Talbot,| Salis|bury and |
Gloucester,
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Be in | their flow|ing cups | freshly
re|membered.
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T ,
This sto|ry shall | the good man teach | his son:
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And Cris|pin Cris|pian | shall nere | go by,
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From this | day to | the end|ing of | the world,
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But we | in it | shall be | remem|bered;
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We few,| we hap|py few,| we band | of broth||ers:
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For he | today | that sheds | his blood | with
me,
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Shall be | my broth|er: be | he nere | so vile,
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This day | shall gent|le his | condi|tion:
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And gent|lemen | in Eng|land, now | a-bed,
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Shall think | themselves | accursed | they were /
not here;
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And hold | their man|hoods* cheap,| whiles^a|ny
speaks,
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That fought | with us | upon | Saint* Cris|pin's
day.
[Enter SALISBURY]
SALISBURY
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My sove|reign lord,| bestow | yourself | with
speed:
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The French | are brave|ly in | their bat|tles
set,
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And will | with all | exped|ience charge | on us.
KING HENRY V
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All things | are rea|dy, if | our minds | be so.
WESTMORELAND
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Perish | the man,| whose mind | is back|ward now.
KING HENRY V
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Thou dost | not wish | more help | from Eng|land,
coz?
WESTMORELAND
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, , ,
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God's^will,| my liege,| would you | and I |
alone,
,
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Without | more* help,| could fight | this roy|al
battle.
KING HENRY V
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2 , T T T
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Why now | thou hast un|wished five thous|and men:
,
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Which likes | me bet|ter, than | to wish | us
one.
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You know | your plac|es: God | be with | you all.
[Tucket. Enter MONTJOY]
MONTJOY
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Once^more | I come | to know | of thee King |
Harry,
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If for | thy rans|om thou | wilt now | compound,
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Before | thy most | assur|ed ov|erthrow:
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For cert|ainly,| thou art | so near | the gulf,
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Thou needs | must be en|glutted.| Besides,| in
mer||cy
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The con|stable | desires | thee, thou | wilt mind
, 2 ,
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Thy fol|lowers of | repent|ance; that | their
souls
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May make | a peace|ful and | a sweet | retire
, ,
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From off | these fields:| where^(wretch|es) their
poor | bodies
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Must lie | and fes|ter.
KING HENRY V
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Who hath | sent thee now?
MONTJOY
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The Con|stable | of France. \\
KING HENRY V
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I pray | thee bear | my form|er ans|wer back:
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Bid them | achieve | me, and | then sell | my
bones.
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2 T T T
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Good* God,| why should they | mock poor fel|lows
thus?
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The man | that once | did sell | the li|on's skin
,
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While the / beast lived,| was killed | with
hunt|ing him.
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A ma|ny of | our bod|ies shall / no doubt
,
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Find^nat|ive graves:| upon | the which,| I trust
,
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. T T T
Shall wit|ness live | in brass | of this day's
work.
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And those | that leave | their val|iant bones |
in France,
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Dying | like^men,| though bur|ied in your /
dunghills,
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They shall be | famed: for | there the | sun
shall | greet them,
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And draw | their hon|ors reek|ing up | to heaven.
,
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Leaving | their earth|ly parts | to choke | your
clime,
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The smell | whereof | shall breed | a plague | in
France.
, 2
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Mark then a|bounding | valor | in our | English:
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That be|ing dead,| like to the | bullet's |
grazing,
T T T
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Break out in|to a sec|ond course | of mis||chief,
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Kil|ling in re|lapse of | mortal|ity.
T . T T
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Let me speak proud|ly: tell | the const|able,
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We are | but war|riors for | the work|ing day:
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Our gay|ness and | our gilt | are all |
besmirched
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With rai|ny march|ing in | the pain|ful field.
,
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There's not | a piece | of feath|er in | our
host:
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Good^arg|ument |(I hope)| we will | not fly:
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And time | hath worn | us in|to slov|enry,
,
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But by | the mass,| our hearts | are in | the
trim:
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And my / poor sol|diers tell | me, yet | ere
night,
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They'll be | in fresh|er robes,| or they | will
pluck
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The gay new coats | ore the / French sol|diers'
heads,
, , x
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And turn | them out | of service.| If they | do
this,
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As if | God* please,| they shall;| my rans|om
then
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Will soon | be lev|ied.
,
, 2 ,
Herald,| save thou thy | labor: (tri with
prev)
, 2
, ,
, ,
Come thou no | more for | ransom,| gentle |
herald,
,
, , ,
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They shall | have none,| I swear,| but these | my
joints:
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Which if | they have,| as I | will leave |'em
them,
,
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Shall yield | them lit|tle, tell | the
const|able.
MONTJOY
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I shall,| King^Har|ry. And | so fare | thee well:
x
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Thou never | shalt hear her|ald an|y more.
[Exit]
KING HENRY V
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2 , ,
2 , ,
I fear | thou wilt once | more come a|gain for |
ransom.
[Enter YORK]
YORK
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, ,
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My lord,| most hum|bly on | my knee | I beg
,
, ,
The lead|ing of | the va|ward.
KING HENRY V
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Take it,|
brave^York.
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Now | soldiers | march a|way,|
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And how | thou pleas|est God,| dispose | the day.
[Exeunt]