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Henry V

Act IV, Scene 3

The English camp.
 
[Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, with all his host: SALISBURY and WESTMORELAND]
 
GLOUCESTER
        ,              ,
      Where is | the king?  ????
 
BEDFORD
            ,         ,         ,         ,             x
      The king | himself | is rode | to view | their battle.
 
WESTMORELAND
           ,        ,        2       ,       ,           ,
      Of figh|ting men | they have full | threescore*| thousand.
 
EXETER
                ,        ,        ,           ,          ,
      There's five | to one,| besides | they all | are fresh.
 
SALISBURY
             ,       ,           ,             ,        ,
      God's^arm | strike with | us, 'tis | a fear|ful odds.
       ,              ,       ,      ,             ,
      God buy | you prin|ces all;| I'll to | my charge:
       ,       ,          ,               ,          x
      If we | no more*| meet, till | we meet | in heaven,
            ,      ,       ,       ,        ,   __
      Then joy|fully,| my no|ble Lord | of Bed|ford,
           ,            ,          ,         ,          ,   ,
      My dear | Lord Glouce|ster, and | my good | Lord^Ex|eter,  (hex with prev)
                 ,   ,         ,    2    ,       ,
      And my / kind kin|sman, war|riors all,| adieu.
 
BEDFORD
            ,          ,      x       2        ,         ,          ->
      Farewell,| good Sa|lisbury;| and good* luck | go with || thee:
       ,       2   ,          ,          ,           x
      And | yet I do | thee wrong,| to mind | thee of it,
            ,           ,       2      ,      ,         ,
      For thou | art framed | of the firm | truth of | valor.
 
EXETER
            ,      T    T     T      ,  3  3       ,
      Farewell | kind lord; fight | valiantly | today.
 
[Exit SALISBURY]
 
BEDFORD
       ,        ,        ,       ,        ,
      He is | full of | valor | as of | kindness;
        ,             ,
      Princely | in both.
 
[Enter the KING]
 
WESTMORELAND
                          ,     2      T   T    T
                          O that we | now had here
       .   T   T    T      2     ,      ,        ,
      But one ten thou|sand of those | men in | England,
            ,        ,       ,
      That do | no work | today.
 
KING HENRY V
              ,          ,      ,
      What's he | that wis|hes so?   (tri with prev)
          ,     2      ,         ,       ,     ,
      My cou|sin Westmore|land? No, my fair | cousin:
          ,          ,         ,        ,      ,
      If we | are marked | to die,| we are | enow
          ,         ,        ,         ,        ,
      To do | our coun|try loss:| and if | to live,
           ,      ,          ,        ,         ,     ->
      The few|er men,| the grea|ter share | of ho||nor.
        ,       ,         ,           ,         T   T    T
      God's | will, I | pray thee | wish not | one man more.  ????
           ,            ,   ,     ,          ,
      By Jove,| I am / not co|vetous | for gold,
            ,    ,              ,      ,         ,
      Nor care | I who | doth feed | upon | my cost:
            ,         ,        ,        ,          ,
      It yearns | me not,| if men | my gar|ments wear;
            ,          ,       ,    ,                ,
      Such^out|ward things | dwell not / in my | desires.
           ,       ,      ,        ,      ,     ->
      But if | it be | a sin | to co|vet ho||nor,
      ,     2      ,       ,         ,       ,
      I | am the most | offen|ding soul | alive.
           ,         ,      ,     2     ,          ,
      No faith,| my coz,| wish not a | man from | England:
              ,     ,      2        ,         ,         ,
      God's^peace,| I would not | lose so | great an | honor
       .  T   T    T         ,             ,           ,
      As one man more | methinks | would share | from me,
         2      ,      ,        ,        ,         T   T    T
      For the best | hope I | have. O,| do not | wish one more:
       ,    2      ,              ,           ,           ,
      Rather pro|claim it |(Westmore|land) through | my host,
            ,           ,        ,        ,          ,
      That he | which hath | no sto|mach to | this fight,
       ,            ,          ,    ,               ,
      Let him | depart,| his pass|port shall | be made,
             ,          ,   T   T   T   2      ,
      And crowns | for con|voy put in|to his purse:
       ,      2       ,         T    T    T     ,
      We would not | die in | that man's com|pany
             ,          ,       ,        ,          ,
      That fears | his fel|lowship,| to die | with us.
            ,          ,           ,          ,    ,
      This day | is called | the feast | of Cris|pian:
       ,     2      ,           ,           T     T    T
      He that out|lives this | day, and | comes safe home,
             ,        ,    ,              ,         ,
      Will stand | a tip-|toe when | the day | is named,
            ,          ,         ,         ,    ,
      And rouse | him at | the name | of Cris|pian.
       ,     2          ,          ,          T   T   T
      He that shall | live this | day, and | see old age,
             ,   ,   2       ,        ,           ,
      Will year|ly on the | vigil | feast his | neighbors,
           ,       ,             ,     ,     ,
      And say,| Tomor|row is / Saint Cris|pian.
        ,              ,            ,           ,          ,
      Then will | he strip | his sleeve,| and show | his scars:
           ,             ,        ,         ,         ,
      And say,| These wounds | I had | on Cris|pin's day.
       T   T   .  T         ,           ,       ,
      Old men forget;| yet all | shall be | forgot:
            ,        ,         ,       ,     ,
      But he'll | remem|ber, with | advan|tages,
             ,         ,          ,      ,                ,
      What feats | he did | that day.| Then shall | our names,
         ,   ,    2        ,          T    T    T
      Fami|liar in his | mouth as | household words,
       ,            ,     ,             ,   ,
      Harry | the king,| Bedford | and Ex|eter,
       ,     2       ,        ,      x           ,
      Warwick and | Talbot,| Salis|bury and | Gloucester,
       ,              ,        ,      ,    2    ,
      Be in | their flow|ing cups | freshly re|membered.
            ,       ,      .    T   T    T          ,
      This sto|ry shall | the good man teach | his son:
            ,        ,    ,            ,        ,
      And Cris|pin Cris|pian | shall nere | go by,
             ,     ,            ,       ,         ,
      From this | day to | the en|ding of | the world,
           ,       ,          ,      ,
      But we | in it | shall be | remem|bered;
      <- ,     ,         ,       ,          ,        ,
        We || few, we | happy | few, we | band of | brothers:
           ,      ,           ,           ,           ,
      For he | today | that sheds | his blood | with me,
             ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      Shall be | my bro|ther: be | he nere | so vile,
            ,           ,       ,        ,       o
      This day | shall gen|tle his | condi|tion:
           ,      ,        ,         ,       ,
      And gen|tlemen | in Eng|land, now | a-bed
              ,            ,          ,            ,          ,
      Shall think | themselves | accursed | they were | not here;
            ,           ,           ,            ,       ,
      And hold | their man|hoods* cheap,| whiles^a|ny speaks,
              ,           ,     ,             ,         ,
      That fought | with us | upon | Saint* Cris|pin's day.
 
[Re-enter SALISBURY]
 
SALISBURY
          ,   2       ,        ,          ,           ,
      My so|vereign lord,| bestow | yourself | with speed:
             ,           ,       ,          ,        ,
      The French | are brave|ly in | their bat|tles set,
            ,          ,       ,   2       ,         ,
      And will | with all | expe|dience charge | on us.
 
KING HENRY V
             ,          ,       ,         ,         ,
      All things | are rea|dy, if | our minds | be so.
 
WESTMORELAND
       ,            ,            ,         ,        ,
      Perish | the man,| whose mind | is back|ward now.
 
KING HENRY V
             ,          ,           ,          ,         ,
      Thou dost | not wish | more help | from Eng|land, coz?
 
WESTMORELAND
              ,         ,            ,        ,      ,
      God's^will,| my liege,| would you | and I | alone,
           ,            ,            ,           ,        x
      Without | more* help,| could fight | this roy|al battle.
 
KING HENRY V
           ,        2      ,    T     T    T        ,
      Why now | thou hast un|wished five thou|sand men:
              ,         ,         ,         ,        ,
      Which likes | me bet|ter, than | to wish | us one.
            ,          ,        ,         ,         ,
      You know | your pla|ces: God | be with | you all.
 
[Tucket. Enter MONTJOY]
 
MONTJOY
             ,        ,         ,      2       ,     ,
      Once^more | I come | to know | of thee King | Harry,
       ,            ,        ,          ,         ,
      If for | thy ran|som thou | wilt now | compound,
          ,          ,       ,     ,      ,
      Before | thy most | assu|red o|verthrow:
           ,       ,     ,             ,          ,
      For cer|tainly,| thou art | so near | the gulf,
             ,       ,    2     ,           ,         ,     2->
      Thou needs | must be en|glutted.| Besides,| in mer||cy
           ,      ,        ,             ,           ,
      The con|stable | desires | thee, thou | wilt mind
           ,      ,      2   ,    ,                   ,
      Thy fol|lowers | of repen|tance; that | their souls
            ,        ,        ,        ,         ,
      May make | a peace|ful and | a sweet | retire
            ,            ,               ,       2        ,     ,
      From off | these fields:| where^(wret|ches) their poor | bodies
            ,         ,
      Must lie | and fes|ter.
 
KING HENRY V
                              ,           T    T   T
                             Who hath | sent thee now?
 
MONTJOY
           ,      ,          ,
      The Con|stable | of France.   \\
 
KING HENRY V
          ,           ,        ,       ,        ,
      I pray | thee bear | my for|mer an|swer back:
       ,             ,          ,           ,         ,
      Bid them | achieve | me, and | then sell | my bones.
             ,     ,        2         T    T   T         ,
      Good* God,| why should they | mock poor fel|lows thus?
           ,           ,          ,         ,        ,
      The man | that once | did sell | the li|on's skin
                    ,     ,            ,           ,        ,
      While the / beast lived,| was killed | with hun|ting him.
         ,     ,        ,               ,   ,
      A ma|ny of | our bo|dies shall / no doubt
            ,         ,       ,          ,         ,
      Find na|tive graves:| upon | the which,| I trust
             ,         ,         ,      .   T    T     T
      Shall wit|ness live | in brass | of this day's work.
            ,            ,            ,   2     ,           ,
      And those | that leave | their va|liant bones | in France,
       ,            ,            ,        2         ,   ,
      Dying | like^men,| though bu|ried in your / dunghills,
        ,       2       ,            ,          ,            ,
      They shall be | famed: for | there the | sun shall | greet them,
            ,           ,       ,        ,         x
      And draw | their ho|nors ree|king up | to heaven.
       ,                ,        ,          ,            ,
      Leaving | their earth|ly parts | to choke | your clime,
            ,           ,           ,          ,           ,
      The smell | whereof | shall breed | a plague | in France.
        ,      2    ,         ,       ,        ,
      Mark then a|bounding | valor | in our | English:
            ,       ,      ,    2       ,          ,
      That be|ing dead,| like to the | bullet's | grazing,
        T    T   T   2   ,         ,         ,        ->
      Break out in|to a se|cond course | of mis||chief,
       ,      2    ,   ,            ,    ,
      Kil|ling in re|lapse of | morta|lity.
       T   .   T     T         ,         ,      ,
      Let me speak proud|ly: tell | the con|stable
          ,         ,    2    ,         ,        ,
      We are | but war|riors for | the wor|king day:
           ,        ,          ,         ,          ,
      Our gay|ness and | our gilt | are all | besmirched
            ,      ,         ,         ,        ,
      With rai|ny mar|ching in | the pain|ful field.
               ,        ,         ,        ,         ,
      There's not | a piece | of fea|ther in | our host:
            ,     ,        ,         ,         ,
      Good^ar|gument |(I hope)| we will | not fly:
            ,           ,        ,     ,      ,
      And time | hath worn | us in|to slo|venry:
           ,         ,           ,          ,         ,
      But by | the mass,| our hearts | are in | the trim:
                 ,   ,          ,         ,          ,
      And my / poor sol|diers tell | me, yet | ere night,
         ,              ,        ,          ,           ,
      They'll be | in fresh|er robes,| or they | will pluck
       .   T   T    T                  ,    ,           ,
      The gay new coats | ore the / French sol|diers' heads,
            ,          ,        ,         ,         ,        ->
      And turn | them out | of ser|vice. If | they do || this,
       ,     2        ,            ,         ,        ,
      As | if God* please,| they shall;| my ran|som then
             ,        ,       o
      Will soon | be le|vied.
       ,         ,      2       ,
      Herald,| save thou thy | labor:  (tri with prev)
        ,      2       ,         ,        ,        ,
      Come thou no | more for | ransom,| gentle | herald,
        ,                 ,        ,           ,           ,
      They shall | have none,| I swear,| but these | my joints:
        ,               ,       ,          ,          ,
      Which if | they have,| as I | will leave |'em them,
              ,           ,         ,         ,      ,
      Shall yield | them lit|tle, tell | the con|stable.
 
MONTJOY
          ,           ,       ,         ,           ,
      I shall,| King^Har|ry. And | so fare | thee well:
             x       T     T   T      ,      ,
      Thou never | shalt hear he|rald a|ny more.
 
[Exit]
 
KING HENRY V
          ,        2       ,      ,      2    ,         ,
      I fear | thou wilt once | more come a|gain for | ransom.
 
[Enter YORK]
 
YORK
           ,          ,       ,        ,       ,
      My lord,| most hum|bly on | my knee | I beg
           ,        ,        ,
      The lea|ding of | the va|ward.
 
KING HENRY V
                                         x             ,
                                     Take it,| brave^York.
      ___    ,          ,      ___   oo
      Now | soldiers | march a|way,|
           ,           ,        ,        ,          ,
      And how | thou plea|sest God,| dispose | the day.
 
[Exeunt]

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