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Henry V

Act IV, Scene 8

Before KING HENRY'S pavilion.
 
[Enter GOWER and WILLIAMS]
 
WILLIAMS
I warrant it is to knight you, captain.
 
[Enter FLUELLEN]
 
FLUELLEN
God's will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech you now, come apace to the king: there is more good toward you peradventure than is in your knowledge to dream of.
 
WILLIAMS
Sir, know you this glove?
 
FLUELLEN
Know the glove! I know the glove is glove.
 
WILLIAMS
I know this; and thus I challenge it.
 
[Strikes him]
 
FLUELLEN
'Sblood! an arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England!
 
GOWER
How now, sir! you villain!
 
WILLIAMS
Do you think I'll be forsworn?
 
FLUELLEN
Stand away, Captain Gower; I will give treason his payment into ploughs, I warrant you.
 
WILLIAMS
I am no traitor.
 
FLUELLEN
That's a lie in thy throat. I charge you in his majesty's name, apprehend him: he's a friend of the Duke Alencon's.
 
[Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER]
 
WARWICK
How now, how now! what's the matter?
 
FLUELLEN
My Lord of Warwick, here is--praised be God for it! --a most contagious treason come to light, look you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here is his majesty.
 
[Enter KING HENRY and EXETER]
 
KING HENRY V
How now! what's the matter?
 
FLUELLEN
My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that, look your grace, has struck the glove which your majesty is take out of the helmet of Alencon.
 
WILLIAMS
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.
 
FLUELLEN
Your majesty hear now, saving your majesty's manhood, what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy knave it is: I hope your majesty is pear me testimony and witness, and will avouchment, that this is the glove of Alencon, that your majesty is give me; in your conscience, now?
 
KING HENRY V
        ,             ,      ,        oo
      Give me | thy glove | soldier;|
        ,     ,              ,        ,
      Look, here / is the | fellow | of it.  (tetra with prev)
            ,       ,          ,      ,           ,
      'Twas I | indeed | thou pro|misedst | to strike;
            ,          ,      ,         ,        ,
      And thou | hast gi|ven me | most^bit|ter terms.
 
FLUELLEN
And please your majesty, let his neck answer for it, if there is any martial law in the world.
 
KING HENRY V
How canst thou make me satisfaction?
 
WILLIAMS
All offenses, my lord, come from the heart: never came any from mine that might offend your majesty.
 
KING HENRY V
It was ourself thou didst abuse.
 
WILLIAMS
Your majesty came not like yourself: you appeared to me but as a common man; witness the night, your 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 offense; therefore, I beseech your highness, pardon me.
 
KING HENRY V
            ,      ,  2      ,           ,             ,
      Here^un|cle Ex|eter, fill | this glove | with crowns,
            ,      2     ,     ,         ,        ,
      And give | it to this | fellow.| Keep it | fellow;
            ,        ,        ,      ,        ,
      And wear | it for | an ho|nor in | thy cap,
           ,        ,         ,     ,               ,
      Till I | do chal|lenge it.| Give him | the crowns:
           ,         ,           ,           ,            ,
      And cap|tain, you | must needs | be friends | with him.
 
FLUELLEN
By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle enough in his belly. 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 better for you.
 
WILLIAMS
I will none of your money.
 
FLUELLEN
It is with a good 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 good: 'tis a good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.
 
[Enter an English Herald]
 
KING HENRY V
           ,        ,          ,     ,         oo
      Now he|rald, are | the dead | numbered?|
 
HERALD
        ,            ,       ,          ,            ,
      Here is | the num|ber of | the slaugh|tered French.
 
KING HENRY V
            ,    2           ,    ,         ,       ,      ->
      What pri|soners of / good sort | are ta|ken, un||cle?
 
EXETER
         ,        ,        ,         ,         2      ,
      Charles | Duke of | Orleans,| nephew | to the king,
        T    T   .   T               ,   ,      ,
      John Duke of Bour|bon, and / Lord Bou|ciqualt:
         ,        ,          ,          ,             ,
      Of o|ther lords | and ba|rons, knights | and squires,
             ,        ,             ,    ,       ,
      Full* fif|teen^hun|dred, be/sides com|mon men.
 
KING HENRY V
             ,           ,             ,    ,          ,
      This note | doth tell | me of / ten thou|sand French
        ,    2        T    T    T          ,     3  3      ,      2->
      That in the | field lie slain:| of prin|ces in this num||ber,
           ,       ,        ,                 ,    ,
      And no|bles bea|ring ban|ners, there / lie dead
           ,         ,      ,     ,           ,
      One^hun|dred twen|ty six:| added | to these,
            ,       T   T     .   T        ,      ,
      Of knights,| esquires, and gal|lant gen|tlemen,
        ,     ,               ,   ,                   ,
      Eight thou/sand and | four hun/dred: of | the which,
        ,   ,                   ,              ,      ,
      Five hun/dred were | but yes|terday*/ dubbed knights:
           ,                ,    ,         ,           ,
      So that | in these / ten thou|sand they | have lost,
             ,         ,        ,        ,      x
      There are | but six|teen^hun|dred mer|cenaries:
            ,          ,          x       T       T        T
      The rest | are prin|ces, barons,| lords, knights, squires,
           ,      ,         ,          ,     ,
      And gen|tlemen | of blood | and qua|lity.
            ,          ,            ,              ,    ,
      The names | of those | their no|bles that / lie dead:
         ,     ,              ,   ,                 ,
      Charles Del/abreth*,| high con/stable | of France;
         ,             ,        ,    ,          ,
      Jacques of | Chatil|lon, ad|miral | of France.
           ,                  ,    ,     ,         ,
      The mas|ter of the // crossbows, Lord | Rambures,
        ,    ,              ,            ,              ,      ,
      Great Mas/ter of | France, the | brave Sir | Guichard | Dauphin,
        T    T   . T     ,     ,  2       ,        ,
      John Duke of A|lencon,| Anthony | Duke of | Brabant,  (hex with prev)
           ,        ,         ,        ,      ,
      The bro|ther to | the Duke | of Bur|gundy,
           ,        ,         ,        ,       ,
      And Ed|ward Duke | of Bart:| of lus|ty earls,
        ,              ,       ,       ,          ,
      Grandpre | and Rous|si, Fau|conberg | and Foix,
        ,              ,       ,     ,             ,
      Beaumont | and Marle,| Vaude|mont and | Lestrale.
        ,           ,      ,       ,         ,
      Here was | a roy|al fel|lowship | of death.
        ,             ,       ,        ,         ,
      Where is | the num|ber of | our Eng|lish dead?
 
[Herald shows him another paper]
       ,    2        ,         ,           ,        ,
      Edward the | Duke of | York, the | Earl of | Suffolk,
           ,        ,       ,     ,        ,
      Sir Ri|chard Ket|ly, Da|vy Gam | esquire;
        T    T   .   T     ,           ,       ,
      None else of name:| and of | all^o|ther men,
            ,          ,     o
      But five | and twen|ty.
         ,         ,          ,
      O God,| thy arm | was here:  (tri with prev)
           ,        ,             ,   ,       ,
      And not | to us,| but to / thy arm | alone,
          ,         ,      ,              ,     ,
      Ascribe | we all:| when, with|out stra|tagem,
         2     ,       ,          ,        ,        ,
      But in plain | shock, and | even | play of | battle,
          ,       ,          ,          ,        ,
      Was e|ver known | so great | and lit|tle loss?
          ,      ,          2    ,         ,        ,
      On one | part and | on the o|ther, take | it God,
       ,            ,          ,
      For it | is none | but thine.
 
EXETER
                                         ,      ,
                                   'Tis won|derful.
 
KING HENRY V
        ,    ,     2        ,         ,        ,
      Come, go / we in pro|cession | to the | village.
           ,        ,          ,         ,            ,
      And be | it death | proclai|med through | our host,
           ,          ,         ,           ,           ,
      To boast | of this | or take | the praise | from God,
           2    ,     ,
      Which is his | only.  \\
 
FLUELLEN
Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tell how many is killed?
 
KING HENRY V
Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgement, that God fought for us.
 
FLUELLEN
Yes, my conscience, he did us great good.
 
KING HENRY V
       T  T  T     ,      ___
      Do we all | holy | rites:|
      <- ,                ,     T   T T         ,    ,
        Let there || be sung | Non nobis,| and Te | Deum,
            ,          ,     ,        ,          ,
      The dead | with cha|rity | enclosed | in clay:
            ,        ,        ,        ,         ,
      And then | to Cal|ais, and | to Eng|land then,
              ,            ,         ,           ,      ,
      Where nere | from France | arrived | more hap|py men.
 
[Exeunt]

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