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      <article class="book" id="R.1">
         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The Life of Henry the Fifth</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE I.  London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE II.  The same. The Presence chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE II.  Southampton. A council-chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE III.  London. Before a tavern.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.6">5. SCENE IV.  France. The KING'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE I.  France. Before Harfleur.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE II.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE III.  The same. Before the gates.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE IV.  The FRENCH KING's palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE V.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.8">7. SCENE VI.  The English camp in Picardy.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.9">8. SCENE VII.  The French camp, near Agincourt:</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE I.  The English camp at Agincourt.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE II.  The French camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE III.  The English camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.6">5. SCENE IV.  The field of battle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.7">6. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.8">7. SCENE VI.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.9">8. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.10">9. SCENE VIII.  Before KING HENRY'S pavilion.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE I.  France. The English camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE II.  France. A royal palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. EPILOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
            <header class="preface-titlepage">
               <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
            </header>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">KING HENRY, the Fifth. </span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">DUKE OF GLOUCESTER</span>
                        <span class="personname">DUKE OF BEDFORD</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">brothers to the King.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUKE OF EXETER, uncle to the King. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUKE OF YORK, cousin to the King. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF SALISBURY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF WESTMORELAND</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF WARWICK</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">BISHOP OF CANTERBURY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">BISHOP OF ELY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF CAMBRIDGE</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LORD SCROOP</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR THOMAS GREY</span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">SIR THOMAS ERPINGHAM</span>
                        <span class="personname">GOWER</span>
                        <span class="personname">FLUELLEN</span>
                        <span class="personname">MACMORRIS</span>
                        <span class="personname">JAMY</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">Officers in King Henry's army.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">BATES</span>
                        <span class="personname">COURT</span>
                        <span class="personname">WILLIAMS</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">soldiers in the same.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">PISTOL</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">NYM</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">BARDOLPH</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Boy</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A Herald.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">CHARLES the Sixth, King of France. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LEWIS, the Dauphin. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUKE OF BURGUNDY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUKE OF ORLEANS</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUKE OF BOURBON</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">The Constable of France. </span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">RAMBURES</span>
                        <span class="personname">GRANDPRE</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">French Lords.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">GOVERNOR, of Harfleur.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">MONTJOY, a French Herald.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Ambassadors to the King of England.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">ISABEL, Queen of France. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">KATHARINE, daughter to Charles and Isabel.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">ALICE, a lady attending on her.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap formerly Mistress Quickly, and now married to Pistol.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, and Attendants. Chorus.</span>
            </p>
            <p>SCENE  England; afterwards France.</p>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE I.  London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE II.  The same. The Presence chamber.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. PROLOGUE</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Chorus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                     <div class="line">O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend</div>
                     <div class="line">The brightest heaven of invention,</div>
                     <div class="line">A kingdom for a stage, princes to act</div>
                     <div class="line">And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!</div>
                     <div class="line">Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,</div>
                     <div class="line">Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire</div>
                     <div class="line">Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all,</div>
                     <div class="line">The flat unraised spirits that have dared</div>
                     <div class="line">On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth</div>
                     <div class="line">So great an object: can this cockpit hold</div>
                     <div class="line">The vasty fields of France? or may we cram</div>
                     <div class="line">Within this wooden O the very casques</div>
                     <div class="line">That did affright the air at Agincourt?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, pardon! since a crooked figure may</div>
                     <div class="line">Attest in little place a million;</div>
                     <div class="line">And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,</div>
                     <div class="line">On your imaginary forces work.</div>
                     <div class="line">Suppose within the girdle of these walls</div>
                     <div class="line">Are now confined two mighty monarchies,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose high upreared and abutting fronts</div>
                     <div class="line">The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:</div>
                     <div class="line">Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;</div>
                     <div class="line">Into a thousand parts divide on man,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make imaginary puissance;</div>
                     <div class="line">Think when we talk of horses, that you see them</div>
                     <div class="line">Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;</div>
                     <div class="line">For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,</div>
                     <div class="line">Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times,</div>
                     <div class="line">Turning the accomplishment of many years</div>
                     <div class="line">Into an hour-glass: for the which supply,</div>
                     <div class="line">Admit me Chorus to this history;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who prologue-like your humble patience pray,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE I.  London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the BISHOP OF ELY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I'll tell you; that self bill is urged,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which in the eleventh year of the last king's reign</div>
                     <div class="line">Was like, and had indeed against us pass'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that the scambling and unquiet time</div>
                     <div class="line">Did push it out of farther question.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">But how, my lord, shall we resist it now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">It must be thought on. If it pass against us,</div>
                     <div class="line">We lose the better half of our possession:</div>
                     <div class="line">For all the temporal lands which men devout</div>
                     <div class="line">By testament have given to the church</div>
                     <div class="line">Would they strip from us; being valued thus:</div>
                     <div class="line">As much as would maintain, to the king's honour,</div>
                     <div class="line">Full fifteen earls and fifteen hundred knights,</div>
                     <div class="line">Six thousand and two hundred good esquires;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, to relief of lazars and weak age,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of indigent faint souls past corporal toil.</div>
                     <div class="line">A hundred almshouses right well supplied;</div>
                     <div class="line">And to the coffers of the king beside,</div>
                     <div class="line">A thousand pounds by the year: thus runs the bill.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">This would drink deep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twould drink the cup and all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">But what prevention?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">The king is full of grace and fair regard.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">And a true lover of the holy church.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">The courses of his youth promised it not.</div>
                     <div class="line">The breath no sooner left his father's body,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that his wildness, mortified in him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seem'd to die too; yea, at that very moment</div>
                     <div class="line">Consideration, like an angel, came</div>
                     <div class="line">And whipp'd the offending Adam out of him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Leaving his body as a paradise,</div>
                     <div class="line">To envelop and contain celestial spirits.</div>
                     <div class="line">Never was such a sudden scholar made;</div>
                     <div class="line">Never came reformation in a flood,</div>
                     <div class="line">With such a heady currance, scouring faults</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor never Hydra-headed wilfulness</div>
                     <div class="line">So soon did lose his seat and all at once</div>
                     <div class="line">As in this king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">We are blessed in the change.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear him but reason in divinity,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all-admiring with an inward wish</div>
                     <div class="line">You would desire the king were made a prelate:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs,</div>
                     <div class="line">You would say it hath been all in all his study:</div>
                     <div class="line">List his discourse of war, and you shall hear</div>
                     <div class="line">A fearful battle render'd you in music:</div>
                     <div class="line">Turn him to any cause of policy,</div>
                     <div class="line">The Gordian knot of it he will unloose,</div>
                     <div class="line">Familiar as his garter: that, when he speaks,</div>
                     <div class="line">The air, a charter'd libertine, is still,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears,</div>
                     <div class="line">To steal his sweet and honey'd sentences;</div>
                     <div class="line">So that the art and practic part of life</div>
                     <div class="line">Must be the mistress to this theoric:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which is a wonder how his grace should glean it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since his addiction was to courses vain,</div>
                     <div class="line">His companies unletter'd, rude and shallow,</div>
                     <div class="line">His hours fill'd up with riots, banquets, sports,</div>
                     <div class="line">And never noted in him any study,</div>
                     <div class="line">Any retirement, any sequestration</div>
                     <div class="line">From open haunts and popularity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">The strawberry grows underneath the nettle</div>
                     <div class="line">And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best</div>
                     <div class="line">Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality:</div>
                     <div class="line">And so the prince obscured his contemplation</div>
                     <div class="line">Under the veil of wildness; which, no doubt,</div>
                     <div class="line">Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unseen, yet crescive in his faculty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">It must be so; for miracles are ceased;</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore we must needs admit the means</div>
                     <div class="line">How things are perfected.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">But, my good lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">How now for mitigation of this bill</div>
                     <div class="line">Urged by the commons? Doth his majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">Incline to it, or no?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">He seems indifferent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or rather swaying more upon our part</div>
                     <div class="line">Than cherishing the exhibiters against us;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I have made an offer to his majesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon our spiritual convocation</div>
                     <div class="line">And in regard of causes now in hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I have open'd to his grace at large,</div>
                     <div class="line">As touching France, to give a greater sum</div>
                     <div class="line">Than ever at one time the clergy yet</div>
                     <div class="line">Did to his predecessors part withal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">How did this offer seem received, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">With good acceptance of his majesty;</div>
                     <div class="line">Save that there was not time enough to hear,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I perceived his grace would fain have done,</div>
                     <div class="line">The severals and unhidden passages</div>
                     <div class="line">Of his true titles to some certain dukedoms</div>
                     <div class="line">And generally to the crown and seat of France</div>
                     <div class="line">Derived from Edward, his great-grandfather.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">What was the impediment that broke this off?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">The French ambassador upon that instant</div>
                     <div class="line">Craved audience; and the hour, I think, is come</div>
                     <div class="line">To give him hearing: is it four o'clock?</div>
                  </div>
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                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">It is.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Then go we in, to know his embassy;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I could with a ready guess declare,</div>
                     <div class="line">Before the Frenchman speak a word of it.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll wait upon you, and I long to hear it.</div>
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               <p>Exeunt</p>
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            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE II.  The same. The Presence chamber.</h2>
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               <p>Enter KING HENRY V, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and Attendants</p>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Not here in presence.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Send for him, good uncle.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we call in the ambassador, my liege?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Not yet, my cousin: we would be resolved,</div>
                     <div class="line">Before we hear him, of some things of weight</div>
                     <div class="line">That task our thoughts, concerning us and France.</div>
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               </div>
               <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the BISHOP of ELY</p>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">God and his angels guard your sacred throne</div>
                     <div class="line">And make you long become it!</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Sure, we thank you.</div>
                     <div class="line">My learned lord, we pray you to proceed</div>
                     <div class="line">And justly and religiously unfold</div>
                     <div class="line">Why the law Salique that they have in France</div>
                     <div class="line">Or should, or should not, bar us in our claim:</div>
                     <div class="line">And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or nicely charge your understanding soul</div>
                     <div class="line">With opening titles miscreate, whose right</div>
                     <div class="line">Suits not in native colours with the truth;</div>
                     <div class="line">For God doth know how many now in health</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall drop their blood in approbation</div>
                     <div class="line">Of what your reverence shall incite us to.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore take heed how you impawn our person,</div>
                     <div class="line">How you awake our sleeping sword of war:</div>
                     <div class="line">We charge you, in the name of God, take heed;</div>
                     <div class="line">For never two such kingdoms did contend</div>
                     <div class="line">Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless drops</div>
                     <div class="line">Are every one a woe, a sore complaint</div>
                     <div class="line">'Gainst him whose wrong gives edge unto the swords</div>
                     <div class="line">That make such waste in brief mortality.</div>
                     <div class="line">Under this conjuration, speak, my lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">For we will hear, note and believe in heart</div>
                     <div class="line">That what you speak is in your conscience wash'd</div>
                     <div class="line">As pure as sin with baptism.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Then hear me, gracious sovereign, and you peers,</div>
                     <div class="line">That owe yourselves, your lives and services</div>
                     <div class="line">To this imperial throne. There is no bar</div>
                     <div class="line">To make against your highness' claim to France</div>
                     <div class="line">But this, which they produce from Pharamond,</div>
                     <div class="line">'In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant:'</div>
                     <div class="line">'No woman shall succeed in Salique land:'</div>
                     <div class="line">Which Salique land the French unjustly gloze</div>
                     <div class="line">To be the realm of France, and Pharamond</div>
                     <div class="line">The founder of this law and female bar.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet their own authors faithfully affirm</div>
                     <div class="line">That the land Salique is in Germany,</div>
                     <div class="line">Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where Charles the Great, having subdued the Saxons,</div>
                     <div class="line">There left behind and settled certain French;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, holding in disdain the German women</div>
                     <div class="line">For some dishonest manners of their life,</div>
                     <div class="line">Establish'd then this law; to wit, no female</div>
                     <div class="line">Should be inheritrix in Salique land:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which Salique, as I said, 'twixt Elbe and Sala,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is at this day in Germany call'd Meisen.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then doth it well appear that Salique law</div>
                     <div class="line">Was not devised for the realm of France:</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor did the French possess the Salique land</div>
                     <div class="line">Until four hundred one and twenty years</div>
                     <div class="line">After defunction of King Pharamond,</div>
                     <div class="line">Idly supposed the founder of this law;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who died within the year of our redemption</div>
                     <div class="line">Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the Great</div>
                     <div class="line">Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French</div>
                     <div class="line">Beyond the river Sala, in the year</div>
                     <div class="line">Eight hundred five. Besides, their writers say,</div>
                     <div class="line">King Pepin, which deposed Childeric,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did, as heir general, being descended</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Blithild, which was daughter to King Clothair,</div>
                     <div class="line">Make claim and title to the crown of France.</div>
                     <div class="line">Hugh Capet also, who usurped the crown</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Charles the duke of Lorraine, sole heir male</div>
                     <div class="line">Of the true line and stock of Charles the Great,</div>
                     <div class="line">To find his title with some shows of truth,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Through, in pure truth, it was corrupt and naught,</div>
                     <div class="line">Convey'd himself as heir to the Lady Lingare,</div>
                     <div class="line">Daughter to Charlemain, who was the son</div>
                     <div class="line">To Lewis the emperor, and Lewis the son</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the Tenth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who was sole heir to the usurper Capet,</div>
                     <div class="line">Could not keep quiet in his conscience,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wearing the crown of France, till satisfied</div>
                     <div class="line">That fair Queen Isabel, his grandmother,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was lineal of the Lady Ermengare,</div>
                     <div class="line">Daughter to Charles the foresaid duke of Lorraine:</div>
                     <div class="line">By the which marriage the line of Charles the Great</div>
                     <div class="line">Was re-united to the crown of France.</div>
                     <div class="line">So that, as clear as is the summer's sun.</div>
                     <div class="line">King Pepin's title and Hugh Capet's claim,</div>
                     <div class="line">King Lewis his satisfaction, all appear</div>
                     <div class="line">To hold in right and title of the female:</div>
                     <div class="line">So do the kings of France unto this day;</div>
                     <div class="line">Howbeit they would hold up this Salique law</div>
                     <div class="line">To bar your highness claiming from the female,</div>
                     <div class="line">And rather choose to hide them in a net</div>
                     <div class="line">Than amply to imbar their crooked titles</div>
                     <div class="line">Usurp'd from you and your progenitors.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">May I with right and conscience make this claim?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">The sin upon my head, dread sovereign!</div>
                     <div class="line">For in the book of Numbers is it writ,</div>
                     <div class="line">When the man dies, let the inheritance</div>
                     <div class="line">Descend unto the daughter. Gracious lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand for your own; unwind your bloody flag;</div>
                     <div class="line">Look back into your mighty ancestors:</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, my dread lord, to your great-grandsire's tomb,</div>
                     <div class="line">From whom you claim; invoke his warlike spirit,</div>
                     <div class="line">And your great-uncle's, Edward the Black Prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who on the French ground play'd a tragedy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Making defeat on the full power of France,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles his most mighty father on a hill</div>
                     <div class="line">Stood smiling to behold his lion's whelp</div>
                     <div class="line">Forage in blood of French nobility.</div>
                     <div class="line">O noble English. that could entertain</div>
                     <div class="line">With half their forces the full Pride of France</div>
                     <div class="line">And let another half stand laughing by,</div>
                     <div class="line">All out of work and cold for action!</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">Awake remembrance of these valiant dead</div>
                     <div class="line">And with your puissant arm renew their feats:</div>
                     <div class="line">You are their heir; you sit upon their throne;</div>
                     <div class="line">The blood and courage that renowned them</div>
                     <div class="line">Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege</div>
                     <div class="line">Is in the very May-morn of his youth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth</div>
                     <div class="line">Do all expect that you should rouse yourself,</div>
                     <div class="line">As did the former lions of your blood.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">They know your grace hath cause and means and might;</div>
                     <div class="line">So hath your highness; never king of England</div>
                     <div class="line">Had nobles richer and more loyal subjects,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England</div>
                     <div class="line">And lie pavilion'd in the fields of France.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, let their bodies follow, my dear liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">With blood and sword and fire to win your right;</div>
                     <div class="line">In aid whereof we of the spiritualty</div>
                     <div class="line">Will raise your highness such a mighty sum</div>
                     <div class="line">As never did the clergy at one time</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring in to any of your ancestors.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We must not only arm to invade the French,</div>
                     <div class="line">But lay down our proportions to defend</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the Scot, who will make road upon us</div>
                     <div class="line">With all advantages.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">They of those marches, gracious sovereign,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be a wall sufficient to defend</div>
                     <div class="line">Our inland from the pilfering borderers.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We do not mean the coursing snatchers only,</div>
                     <div class="line">But fear the main intendment of the Scot,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who hath been still a giddy neighbour to us;</div>
                     <div class="line">For you shall read that my great-grandfather</div>
                     <div class="line">Never went with his forces into France</div>
                     <div class="line">But that the Scot on his unfurnish'd kingdom</div>
                     <div class="line">Came pouring, like the tide into a breach,</div>
                     <div class="line">With ample and brim fulness of his force,</div>
                     <div class="line">Galling the gleaned land with hot assays,</div>
                     <div class="line">Girding with grievous siege castles and towns;</div>
                     <div class="line">That England, being empty of defence,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath shook and trembled at the ill neighbourhood.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">She hath been then more fear'd than harm'd, my liege;</div>
                     <div class="line">For hear her but exampled by herself:</div>
                     <div class="line">When all her chivalry hath been in France</div>
                     <div class="line">And she a mourning widow of her nobles,</div>
                     <div class="line">She hath herself not only well defended</div>
                     <div class="line">But taken and impounded as a stray</div>
                     <div class="line">The King of Scots; whom she did send to France,</div>
                     <div class="line">To fill King Edward's fame with prisoner kings</div>
                     <div class="line">And make her chronicle as rich with praise</div>
                     <div class="line">As is the ooze and bottom of the sea</div>
                     <div class="line">With sunken wreck and sunless treasuries.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">But there's a saying very old and true,</div>
                     <div class="line">'If that you will France win,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then with Scotland first begin:'</div>
                     <div class="line">For once the eagle England being in prey,</div>
                     <div class="line">To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot</div>
                     <div class="line">Comes sneaking and so sucks her princely eggs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Playing the mouse in absence of the cat,</div>
                     <div class="line">To tear and havoc more than she can eat.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">It follows then the cat must stay at home:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet that is but a crush'd necessity,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries,</div>
                     <div class="line">And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves.</div>
                     <div class="line">While that the armed hand doth fight abroad,</div>
                     <div class="line">The advised head defends itself at home;</div>
                     <div class="line">For government, though high and low and lower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Put into parts, doth keep in one consent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Congreeing in a full and natural close,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like music.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore doth heaven divide</div>
                     <div class="line">The state of man in divers functions,</div>
                     <div class="line">Setting endeavour in continual motion;</div>
                     <div class="line">To which is fixed, as an aim or butt,</div>
                     <div class="line">Obedience: for so work the honey-bees,</div>
                     <div class="line">Creatures that by a rule in nature teach</div>
                     <div class="line">The act of order to a peopled kingdom.</div>
                     <div class="line">They have a king and officers of sorts;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where some, like magistrates, correct at home,</div>
                     <div class="line">Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad,</div>
                     <div class="line">Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings,</div>
                     <div class="line">Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which pillage they with merry march bring home</div>
                     <div class="line">To the tent-royal of their emperor;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, busied in his majesty, surveys</div>
                     <div class="line">The singing masons building roofs of gold,</div>
                     <div class="line">The civil citizens kneading up the honey,</div>
                     <div class="line">The poor mechanic porters crowding in</div>
                     <div class="line">Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate,</div>
                     <div class="line">The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,</div>
                     <div class="line">Delivering o'er to executors pale</div>
                     <div class="line">The lazy yawning drone. I this infer,</div>
                     <div class="line">That many things, having full reference</div>
                     <div class="line">To one consent, may work contrariously:</div>
                     <div class="line">As many arrows, loosed several ways,</div>
                     <div class="line">Come to one mark; as many ways meet in one town;</div>
                     <div class="line">As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea;</div>
                     <div class="line">As many lines close in the dial's centre;</div>
                     <div class="line">So may a thousand actions, once afoot.</div>
                     <div class="line">End in one purpose, and be all well borne</div>
                     <div class="line">Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege.</div>
                     <div class="line">Divide your happy England into four;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereof take you one quarter into France,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you withal shall make all Gallia shake.</div>
                     <div class="line">If we, with thrice such powers left at home,</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot defend our own doors from the dog,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us be worried and our nation lose</div>
                     <div class="line">The name of hardiness and policy.</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Call in the messengers sent from the Dauphin.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt some Attendants</p>
                     <div class="line">Now are we well resolved; and, by God's help,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yours, the noble sinews of our power,</div>
                     <div class="line">France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or break it all to pieces: or there we'll sit,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ruling in large and ample empery</div>
                     <div class="line">O'er France and all her almost kingly dukedoms,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn,</div>
                     <div class="line">Tombless, with no remembrance over them:</div>
                     <div class="line">Either our history shall with full mouth</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak freely of our acts, or else our grave,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless mouth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not worshipp'd with a waxen epitaph.</div>
                     <p>Enter Ambassadors of France</p>
                     <div class="line">Now are we well prepared to know the pleasure</div>
                     <div class="line">Of our fair cousin Dauphin; for we hear</div>
                     <div class="line">Your greeting is from him, not from the king.</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
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                     <div class="speaker">First Ambassador</div>
                     <div class="line">May't please your majesty to give us leave</div>
                     <div class="line">Freely to render what we have in charge;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or shall we sparingly show you far off</div>
                     <div class="line">The Dauphin's meaning and our embassy?</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We are no tyrant, but a Christian king;</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto whose grace our passion is as subject</div>
                     <div class="line">As are our wretches fetter'd in our prisons:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore with frank and with uncurbed plainness</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell us the Dauphin's mind.</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Ambassador</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus, then, in few.</div>
                     <div class="line">Your highness, lately sending into France,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right</div>
                     <div class="line">Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Third.</div>
                     <div class="line">In answer of which claim, the prince our master</div>
                     <div class="line">Says that you savour too much of your youth,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bids you be advised there's nought in France</div>
                     <div class="line">That can be with a nimble galliard won;</div>
                     <div class="line">You cannot revel into dukedoms there.</div>
                     <div class="line">He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit,</div>
                     <div class="line">This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this,</div>
                     <div class="line">Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks.</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">What treasure, uncle?</div>
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                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Tennis-balls, my liege.</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;</div>
                     <div class="line">His present and your pains we thank you for:</div>
                     <div class="line">When we have march'd our rackets to these balls,</div>
                     <div class="line">We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard.</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him he hath made a match with such a wrangler</div>
                     <div class="line">That all the courts of France will be disturb'd</div>
                     <div class="line">With chaces. And we understand him well,</div>
                     <div class="line">How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not measuring what use we made of them.</div>
                     <div class="line">We never valued this poor seat of England;</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore, living hence, did give ourself</div>
                     <div class="line">To barbarous licence; as 'tis ever common</div>
                     <div class="line">That men are merriest when they are from home.</div>
                     <div class="line">But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be like a king and show my sail of greatness</div>
                     <div class="line">When I do rouse me in my throne of France:</div>
                     <div class="line">For that I have laid by my majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">And plodded like a man for working-days,</div>
                     <div class="line">But I will rise there with so full a glory</div>
                     <div class="line">That I will dazzle all the eyes of France,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us.</div>
                     <div class="line">And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance</div>
                     <div class="line">That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands;</div>
                     <div class="line">Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;</div>
                     <div class="line">And some are yet ungotten and unborn</div>
                     <div class="line">That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn.</div>
                     <div class="line">But this lies all within the will of God,</div>
                     <div class="line">To whom I do appeal; and in whose name</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell you the Dauphin I am coming on,</div>
                     <div class="line">To venge me as I may and to put forth</div>
                     <div class="line">My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause.</div>
                     <div class="line">So get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin</div>
                     <div class="line">His jest will savour but of shallow wit,</div>
                     <div class="line">When thousands weep more than did laugh at it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Convey them with safe conduct. Fare you well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Ambassadors</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">This was a merry message.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We hope to make the sender blush at it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour</div>
                     <div class="line">That may give furtherance to our expedition;</div>
                     <div class="line">For we have now no thought in us but France,</div>
                     <div class="line">Save those to God, that run before our business.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore let our proportions for these wars</div>
                     <div class="line">Be soon collected and all things thought upon</div>
                     <div class="line">That may with reasonable swiftness add</div>
                     <div class="line">More feathers to our wings; for, God before,</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore let every man now task his thought,</div>
                     <div class="line">That this fair action may on foot be brought.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt. Flourish</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE II.  Southampton. A council-chamber.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE III.  London. Before a tavern.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.6">5. SCENE IV.  France. The KING'S palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. PROLOGUE</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Chorus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                     <div class="line">Now all the youth of England are on fire,</div>
                     <div class="line">And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now thrive the armourers, and honour's thought</div>
                     <div class="line">Reigns solely in the breast of every man:</div>
                     <div class="line">They sell the pasture now to buy the horse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Following the mirror of all Christian kings,</div>
                     <div class="line">With winged heels, as English Mercuries.</div>
                     <div class="line">For now sits Expectation in the air,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hides a sword from hilts unto the point</div>
                     <div class="line">With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets,</div>
                     <div class="line">Promised to Harry and his followers.</div>
                     <div class="line">The French, advised by good intelligence</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this most dreadful preparation,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shake in their fear and with pale policy</div>
                     <div class="line">Seek to divert the English purposes.</div>
                     <div class="line">O England! model to thy inward greatness,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like little body with a mighty heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">What mightst thou do, that honour would thee do,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were all thy children kind and natural!</div>
                     <div class="line">But see thy fault! France hath in thee found out</div>
                     <div class="line">A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills</div>
                     <div class="line">With treacherous crowns; and three corrupted men,</div>
                     <div class="line">One, Richard Earl of Cambridge, and the second,</div>
                     <div class="line">Henry Lord Scroop of Masham, and the third,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have, for the gilt of France,--O guilt indeed!</div>
                     <div class="line">Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France;</div>
                     <div class="line">And by their hands this grace of kings must die,</div>
                     <div class="line">If hell and treason hold their promises,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton.</div>
                     <div class="line">Linger your patience on; and we'll digest</div>
                     <div class="line">The abuse of distance; force a play:</div>
                     <div class="line">The sum is paid; the traitors are agreed;</div>
                     <div class="line">The king is set from London; and the scene</div>
                     <div class="line">Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton;</div>
                     <div class="line">There is the playhouse now, there must you sit:</div>
                     <div class="line">And thence to France shall we convey you safe,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bring you back, charming the narrow seas</div>
                     <div class="line">To give you gentle pass; for, if we may,</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll not offend one stomach with our play.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, till the king come forth, and not till then,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto Southampton do we shift our scene.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE I.  London. A street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Corporal NYM and Lieutenant BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Well met, Corporal Nym.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">What, are Ancient Pistol and you friends yet?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">For my part, I care not: I say little; but when</div>
                     <div class="line">time shall serve, there shall be smiles; but that</div>
                     <div class="line">shall be as it may. I dare not fight; but I will</div>
                     <div class="line">wink and hold out mine iron: it is a simple one; but</div>
                     <div class="line">what though? it will toast cheese, and it will</div>
                     <div class="line">endure cold as another man's sword will: and</div>
                     <div class="line">there's an end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">I will bestow a breakfast to make you friends; and</div>
                     <div class="line">we'll be all three sworn brothers to France: let it</div>
                     <div class="line">be so, good Corporal Nym.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">Faith, I will live so long as I may, that's the</div>
                     <div class="line">certain of it; and when I cannot live any longer, I</div>
                     <div class="line">will do as I may: that is my rest, that is the</div>
                     <div class="line">rendezvous of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">It is certain, corporal, that he is married to Nell</div>
                     <div class="line">Quickly: and certainly she did you wrong; for you</div>
                     <div class="line">were troth-plight to her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot tell: things must be as they may: men may</div>
                     <div class="line">sleep, and they may have their throats about them at</div>
                     <div class="line">that time; and some say knives have edges. It must</div>
                     <div class="line">be as it may: though patience be a tired mare, yet</div>
                     <div class="line">she will plod. There must be conclusions. Well, I</div>
                     <div class="line">cannot tell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PISTOL and Hostess</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes Ancient Pistol and his wife: good</div>
                     <div class="line">corporal, be patient here. How now, mine host Pistol!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Base tike, call'st thou me host? Now, by this hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">I swear, I scorn the term; Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">No, by my troth, not long; for we cannot lodge and</div>
                     <div class="line">board a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen that live</div>
                     <div class="line">honestly by the prick of their needles, but it will</div>
                     <div class="line">be thought we keep a bawdy house straight.</div>
                     <p>NYM and PISTOL draw</p>
                     <div class="line">O well a day, Lady, if he be not drawn now! we</div>
                     <div class="line">shall see wilful adultery and murder committed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Good lieutenant! good corporal! offer nothing here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">Pish!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Pish for thee, Iceland dog! thou prick-ear'd cur of Iceland!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Corporal Nym, show thy valour, and put up your sword.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you shog off? I would have you solus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">'Solus,' egregious dog? O viper vile!</div>
                     <div class="line">The 'solus' in thy most mervailous face;</div>
                     <div class="line">The 'solus' in thy teeth, and in thy throat,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, perdy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth!</div>
                     <div class="line">I do retort the 'solus' in thy bowels;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up,</div>
                     <div class="line">And flashing fire will follow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not Barbason; you cannot conjure me. I have an</div>
                     <div class="line">humour to knock you indifferently well. If you grow</div>
                     <div class="line">foul with me, Pistol, I will scour you with my</div>
                     <div class="line">rapier, as I may, in fair terms: if you would walk</div>
                     <div class="line">off, I would prick your guts a little, in good</div>
                     <div class="line">terms, as I may: and that's the humour of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">O braggart vile and damned furious wight!</div>
                     <div class="line">The grave doth gape, and doting death is near;</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore exhale.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear me, hear me what I say: he that strikes the</div>
                     <div class="line">first stroke, I'll run him up to the hilts, as I am a soldier.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Draws</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">An oath of mickle might; and fury shall abate.</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy spirits are most tall.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">I will cut thy throat, one time or other, in fair</div>
                     <div class="line">terms: that is the humour of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">'Couple a gorge!'</div>
                     <div class="line">That is the word. I thee defy again.</div>
                     <div class="line">O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to get?</div>
                     <div class="line">No; to the spital go,</div>
                     <div class="line">And from the powdering tub of infamy</div>
                     <div class="line">Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid's kind,</div>
                     <div class="line">Doll Tearsheet she by name, and her espouse:</div>
                     <div class="line">I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly</div>
                     <div class="line">For the only she; and--pauca, there's enough. Go to.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Boy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and</div>
                     <div class="line">you, hostess: he is very sick, and would to bed.</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Bardolph, put thy face between his sheets, and</div>
                     <div class="line">do the office of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you rogue!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, he'll yield the crow a pudding one of</div>
                     <div class="line">these days. The king has killed his heart. Good</div>
                     <div class="line">husband, come home presently.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Hostess and Boy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, shall I make you two friends? We must to</div>
                     <div class="line">France together: why the devil should we keep</div>
                     <div class="line">knives to cut one another's throats?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food howl on!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at betting?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Base is the slave that pays.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">That now I will have: that's the humour of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">As manhood shall compound: push home.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They draw</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">By this sword, he that makes the first thrust, I'll</div>
                     <div class="line">kill him; by this sword, I will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their course.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, be friends:</div>
                     <div class="line">an thou wilt not, why, then, be enemies with me too.</div>
                     <div class="line">Prithee, put up.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall have my eight shillings I won of you at betting?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">A noble shalt thou have, and present pay;</div>
                     <div class="line">And liquor likewise will I give to thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll live by Nym, and Nym shall live by me;</div>
                     <div class="line">Is not this just? for I shall sutler be</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the camp, and profits will accrue.</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me thy hand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall have my noble?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">In cash most justly paid.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, then, that's the humour of't.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter Hostess</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">As ever you came of women, come in quickly to Sir</div>
                     <div class="line">John. Ah, poor heart! he is so shaked of a burning</div>
                     <div class="line">quotidian tertian, that it is most lamentable to</div>
                     <div class="line">behold. Sweet men, come to him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath run bad humours on the knight; that's</div>
                     <div class="line">the even of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Nym, thou hast spoke the right;</div>
                     <div class="line">His heart is fracted and corroborate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">The king is a good king: but it must be as it may;</div>
                     <div class="line">he passes some humours and careers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins we will live.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE II.  Southampton. A council-chamber.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BEDFORD</div>
                     <div class="line">'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these traitors.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">They shall be apprehended by and by.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">How smooth and even they do bear themselves!</div>
                     <div class="line">As if allegiance in their bosoms sat,</div>
                     <div class="line">Crowned with faith and constant loyalty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BEDFORD</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath note of all that they intend,</div>
                     <div class="line">By interception which they dream not of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell</div>
                     <div class="line">His sovereign's life to death and treachery.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY V, SCROOP,
CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard.</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts:</div>
                     <div class="line">Think you not that the powers we bear with us</div>
                     <div class="line">Will cut their passage through the force of France,</div>
                     <div class="line">Doing the execution and the act</div>
                     <div class="line">For which we have in head assembled them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I doubt not that; since we are well persuaded</div>
                     <div class="line">We carry not a heart with us from hence</div>
                     <div class="line">That grows not in a fair consent with ours,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor leave not one behind that doth not wish</div>
                     <div class="line">Success and conquest to attend on us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                     <div class="line">Never was monarch better fear'd and loved</div>
                     <div class="line">Than is your majesty: there's not, I think, a subject</div>
                     <div class="line">That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness</div>
                     <div class="line">Under the sweet shade of your government.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">True: those that were your father's enemies</div>
                     <div class="line">Have steep'd their galls in honey and do serve you</div>
                     <div class="line">With hearts create of duty and of zeal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We therefore have great cause of thankfulness;</div>
                     <div class="line">And shall forget the office of our hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sooner than quittance of desert and merit</div>
                     <div class="line">According to the weight and worthiness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                     <div class="line">So service shall with steeled sinews toil,</div>
                     <div class="line">And labour shall refresh itself with hope,</div>
                     <div class="line">To do your grace incessant services.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter,</div>
                     <div class="line">Enlarge the man committed yesterday,</div>
                     <div class="line">That rail'd against our person: we consider</div>
                     <div class="line">it was excess of wine that set him on;</div>
                     <div class="line">And on his more advice we pardon him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                     <div class="line">That's mercy, but too much security:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him be punish'd, sovereign, lest example</div>
                     <div class="line">Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">O, let us yet be merciful.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                     <div class="line">So may your highness, and yet punish too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir,</div>
                     <div class="line">You show great mercy, if you give him life,</div>
                     <div class="line">After the taste of much correction.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, your too much love and care of me</div>
                     <div class="line">Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch!</div>
                     <div class="line">If little faults, proceeding on distemper,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye</div>
                     <div class="line">When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd and digested,</div>
                     <div class="line">Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though Cambridge, Scroop and Grey, in their dear care</div>
                     <div class="line">And tender preservation of our person,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would have him punished. And now to our French causes:</div>
                     <div class="line">Who are the late commissioners?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                     <div class="line">I one, my lord:</div>
                     <div class="line">Your highness bade me ask for it to-day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                     <div class="line">So did you me, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">And I, my royal sovereign.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge, there is yours;</div>
                     <div class="line">There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham; and, sir knight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours:</div>
                     <div class="line">Read them; and know, I know your worthiness.</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter,</div>
                     <div class="line">We will aboard to night. Why, how now, gentlemen!</div>
                     <div class="line">What see you in those papers that you lose</div>
                     <div class="line">So much complexion? Look ye, how they change!</div>
                     <div class="line">Their cheeks are paper. Why, what read you there</div>
                     <div class="line">That hath so cowarded and chased your blood</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of appearance?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                     <div class="line">I do confess my fault;</div>
                     <div class="line">And do submit me to your highness' mercy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                     <div class="line">To which we all appeal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">The mercy that was quick in us but late,</div>
                     <div class="line">By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd:</div>
                     <div class="line">You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy;</div>
                     <div class="line">For your own reasons turn into your bosoms,</div>
                     <div class="line">As dogs upon their masters, worrying you.</div>
                     <div class="line">See you, my princes, and my noble peers,</div>
                     <div class="line">These English monsters! My Lord of Cambridge here,</div>
                     <div class="line">You know how apt our love was to accord</div>
                     <div class="line">To furnish him with all appertinents</div>
                     <div class="line">Belonging to his honour; and this man</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspired,</div>
                     <div class="line">And sworn unto the practises of France,</div>
                     <div class="line">To kill us here in Hampton: to the which</div>
                     <div class="line">This knight, no less for bounty bound to us</div>
                     <div class="line">Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. But, O,</div>
                     <div class="line">What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop? thou cruel,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ingrateful, savage and inhuman creature!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels,</div>
                     <div class="line">That knew'st the very bottom of my soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wouldst thou have practised on me for thy use,</div>
                     <div class="line">May it be possible, that foreign hire</div>
                     <div class="line">Could out of thee extract one spark of evil</div>
                     <div class="line">That might annoy my finger? 'tis so strange,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, though the truth of it stands off as gross</div>
                     <div class="line">As black and white, my eye will scarcely see it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Treason and murder ever kept together,</div>
                     <div class="line">As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose,</div>
                     <div class="line">Working so grossly in a natural cause,</div>
                     <div class="line">That admiration did not whoop at them:</div>
                     <div class="line">But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in</div>
                     <div class="line">Wonder to wait on treason and on murder:</div>
                     <div class="line">And whatsoever cunning fiend it was</div>
                     <div class="line">That wrought upon thee so preposterously</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath got the voice in hell for excellence:</div>
                     <div class="line">All other devils that suggest by treasons</div>
                     <div class="line">Do botch and bungle up damnation</div>
                     <div class="line">With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd</div>
                     <div class="line">From glistering semblances of piety;</div>
                     <div class="line">But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do treason,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor.</div>
                     <div class="line">If that same demon that hath gull'd thee thus</div>
                     <div class="line">Should with his lion gait walk the whole world,</div>
                     <div class="line">He might return to vasty Tartar back,</div>
                     <div class="line">And tell the legions 'I can never win</div>
                     <div class="line">A soul so easy as that Englishman's.'</div>
                     <div class="line">O, how hast thou with 'jealousy infected</div>
                     <div class="line">The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: seem they grave and learned?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: come they of noble family?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: seem they religious?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: or are they spare in diet,</div>
                     <div class="line">Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger,</div>
                     <div class="line">Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not working with the eye without the ear,</div>
                     <div class="line">And but in purged judgment trusting neither?</div>
                     <div class="line">Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem:</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot,</div>
                     <div class="line">To mark the full-fraught man and best indued</div>
                     <div class="line">With some suspicion. I will weep for thee;</div>
                     <div class="line">For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like</div>
                     <div class="line">Another fall of man. Their faults are open:</div>
                     <div class="line">Arrest them to the answer of the law;</div>
                     <div class="line">And God acquit them of their practises!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of</div>
                     <div class="line">Richard Earl of Cambridge.</div>
                     <div class="line">I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of</div>
                     <div class="line">Henry Lord Scroop of Masham.</div>
                     <div class="line">I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of</div>
                     <div class="line">Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                     <div class="line">Our purposes God justly hath discover'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I repent my fault more than my death;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I beseech your highness to forgive,</div>
                     <div class="line">Although my body pay the price of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                     <div class="line">For me, the gold of France did not seduce;</div>
                     <div class="line">Although I did admit it as a motive</div>
                     <div class="line">The sooner to effect what I intended:</div>
                     <div class="line">But God be thanked for prevention;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice,</div>
                     <div class="line">Beseeching God and you to pardon me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">Never did faithful subject more rejoice</div>
                     <div class="line">At the discovery of most dangerous treason</div>
                     <div class="line">Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself.</div>
                     <div class="line">Prevented from a damned enterprise:</div>
                     <div class="line">My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">God quit you in his mercy! Hear your sentence.</div>
                     <div class="line">You have conspired against our royal person,</div>
                     <div class="line">Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd and from his coffers</div>
                     <div class="line">Received the golden earnest of our death;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter,</div>
                     <div class="line">His princes and his peers to servitude,</div>
                     <div class="line">His subjects to oppression and contempt</div>
                     <div class="line">And his whole kingdom into desolation.</div>
                     <div class="line">Touching our person seek we no revenge;</div>
                     <div class="line">But we our kingdom's safety must so tender,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws</div>
                     <div class="line">We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor miserable wretches, to your death:</div>
                     <div class="line">The taste whereof, God of his mercy give</div>
                     <div class="line">You patience to endure, and true repentance</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all your dear offences! Bear them hence.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt CAMBRIDGE, SCROOP and GREY, guarded</p>
                     <div class="line">Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be to you, as us, like glorious.</div>
                     <div class="line">We doubt not of a fair and lucky war,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since God so graciously hath brought to light</div>
                     <div class="line">This dangerous treason lurking in our way</div>
                     <div class="line">To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now</div>
                     <div class="line">But every rub is smoothed on our way.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver</div>
                     <div class="line">Our puissance into the hand of God,</div>
                     <div class="line">Putting it straight in expedition.</div>
                     <div class="line">Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance:</div>
                     <div class="line">No king of England, if not king of France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE III.  London. Before a tavern.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PISTOL, Hostess, NYM, BARDOLPH, and Boy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me bring thee to Staines.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">No; for my manly heart doth yearn.</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, be blithe: Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins:</div>
                     <div class="line">Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">And we must yearn therefore.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in</div>
                     <div class="line">heaven or in hell!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, sure, he's not in hell: he's in Arthur's</div>
                     <div class="line">bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. A' made</div>
                     <div class="line">a finer end and went away an it had been any</div>
                     <div class="line">christom child; a' parted even just between twelve</div>
                     <div class="line">and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after</div>
                     <div class="line">I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with</div>
                     <div class="line">flowers and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew</div>
                     <div class="line">there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as</div>
                     <div class="line">a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. 'How now,</div>
                     <div class="line">sir John!' quoth I 'what, man! be o' good</div>
                     <div class="line">cheer.' So a' cried out 'God, God, God!' three or</div>
                     <div class="line">four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a'</div>
                     <div class="line">should not think of God; I hoped there was no need</div>
                     <div class="line">to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So</div>
                     <div class="line">a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my</div>
                     <div class="line">hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as</div>
                     <div class="line">cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and</div>
                     <div class="line">they were as cold as any stone, and so upward and</div>
                     <div class="line">upward, and all was as cold as any stone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">They say he cried out of sack.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, that a' did.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">And of women.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, that a' did not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils</div>
                     <div class="line">incarnate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">A' could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he</div>
                     <div class="line">never liked.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">A' said once, the devil would have him about women.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">A' did in some sort, indeed, handle women; but then</div>
                     <div class="line">he was rheumatic, and talked of the whore of Babylon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul</div>
                     <div class="line">burning in hell-fire?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, the fuel is gone that maintained that fire:</div>
                     <div class="line">that's all the riches I got in his service.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we shog? the king will be gone from</div>
                     <div class="line">Southampton.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips.</div>
                     <div class="line">Look to my chattels and my movables:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let senses rule; the word is 'Pitch and Pay:'</div>
                     <div class="line">Trust none;</div>
                     <div class="line">For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, Caveto be thy counsellor.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, clear thy crystals. Yoke-fellows in arms,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us to France; like horse-leeches, my boys,</div>
                     <div class="line">To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">And that's but unwholesome food they say.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Touch her soft mouth, and march.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, hostess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Kissing her</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but, adieu.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Let housewifery appear: keep close, I thee command.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell; adieu.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE IV.  France. The KING'S palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. Enter the FRENCH KING, the DAUPHIN, the
DUKES of BERRI and BRETAGNE, the Constable, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus comes the English with full power upon us;</div>
                     <div class="line">And more than carefully it us concerns</div>
                     <div class="line">To answer royally in our defences.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore the Dukes of Berri and of Bretagne,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Brabant and of Orleans, shall make forth,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift dispatch,</div>
                     <div class="line">To line and new repair our towns of war</div>
                     <div class="line">With men of courage and with means defendant;</div>
                     <div class="line">For England his approaches makes as fierce</div>
                     <div class="line">As waters to the sucking of a gulf.</div>
                     <div class="line">It fits us then to be as provident</div>
                     <div class="line">As fear may teach us out of late examples</div>
                     <div class="line">Left by the fatal and neglected English</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon our fields.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">My most redoubted father,</div>
                     <div class="line">It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe;</div>
                     <div class="line">For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though war nor no known quarrel were in question,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that defences, musters, preparations,</div>
                     <div class="line">Should be maintain'd, assembled and collected,</div>
                     <div class="line">As were a war in expectation.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, I say 'tis meet we all go forth</div>
                     <div class="line">To view the sick and feeble parts of France:</div>
                     <div class="line">And let us do it with no show of fear;</div>
                     <div class="line">No, with no more than if we heard that England</div>
                     <div class="line">Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance:</div>
                     <div class="line">For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Her sceptre so fantastically borne</div>
                     <div class="line">By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth,</div>
                     <div class="line">That fear attends her not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">O peace, Prince Dauphin!</div>
                     <div class="line">You are too much mistaken in this king:</div>
                     <div class="line">Question your grace the late ambassadors,</div>
                     <div class="line">With what great state he heard their embassy,</div>
                     <div class="line">How well supplied with noble counsellors,</div>
                     <div class="line">How modest in exception, and withal</div>
                     <div class="line">How terrible in constant resolution,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you shall find his vanities forespent</div>
                     <div class="line">Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus,</div>
                     <div class="line">Covering discretion with a coat of folly;</div>
                     <div class="line">As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots</div>
                     <div class="line">That shall first spring and be most delicate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable;</div>
                     <div class="line">But though we think it so, it is no matter:</div>
                     <div class="line">In cases of defence 'tis best to weigh</div>
                     <div class="line">The enemy more mighty than he seems:</div>
                     <div class="line">So the proportions of defence are fill'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which of a weak or niggardly projection</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat with scanting</div>
                     <div class="line">A little cloth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Think we King Harry strong;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, princes, look you strongly arm to meet him.</div>
                     <div class="line">The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us;</div>
                     <div class="line">And he is bred out of that bloody strain</div>
                     <div class="line">That haunted us in our familiar paths:</div>
                     <div class="line">Witness our too much memorable shame</div>
                     <div class="line">When Cressy battle fatally was struck,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all our princes captiv'd by the hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince of Wales;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles that his mountain sire, on mountain standing,</div>
                     <div class="line">Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun,</div>
                     <div class="line">Saw his heroical seed, and smiled to see him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Mangle the work of nature and deface</div>
                     <div class="line">The patterns that by God and by French fathers</div>
                     <div class="line">Had twenty years been made. This is a stem</div>
                     <div class="line">Of that victorious stock; and let us fear</div>
                     <div class="line">The native mightiness and fate of him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Ambassadors from Harry King of England</div>
                     <div class="line">Do crave admittance to your majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll give them present audience. Go, and bring them.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt Messenger and certain Lords</p>
                     <div class="line">You see this chase is hotly follow'd, friends.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs</div>
                     <div class="line">Most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten</div>
                     <div class="line">Runs far before them. Good my sovereign,</div>
                     <div class="line">Take up the English short, and let them know</div>
                     <div class="line">Of what a monarchy you are the head:</div>
                     <div class="line">Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin</div>
                     <div class="line">As self-neglecting.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter Lords, with EXETER and train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">From our brother England?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">From him; and thus he greets your majesty.</div>
                     <div class="line">He wills you, in the name of God Almighty,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you divest yourself, and lay apart</div>
                     <div class="line">The borrow'd glories that by gift of heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">By law of nature and of nations, 'long</div>
                     <div class="line">To him and to his heirs; namely, the crown</div>
                     <div class="line">And all wide-stretched honours that pertain</div>
                     <div class="line">By custom and the ordinance of times</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the crown of France. That you may know</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis no sinister nor no awkward claim,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor from the dust of old oblivion raked,</div>
                     <div class="line">He sends you this most memorable line,</div>
                     <div class="line">In every branch truly demonstrative;</div>
                     <div class="line">Willing to overlook this pedigree:</div>
                     <div class="line">And when you find him evenly derived</div>
                     <div class="line">From his most famed of famous ancestors,</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward the Third, he bids you then resign</div>
                     <div class="line">Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held</div>
                     <div class="line">From him the native and true challenger.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else what follows?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Bloody constraint; for if you hide the crown</div>
                     <div class="line">Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore in fierce tempest is he coming,</div>
                     <div class="line">In thunder and in earthquake, like a Jove,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, if requiring fail, he will compel;</div>
                     <div class="line">And bids you, in the bowels of the Lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Deliver up the crown, and to take mercy</div>
                     <div class="line">On the poor souls for whom this hungry war</div>
                     <div class="line">Opens his vasty jaws; and on your head</div>
                     <div class="line">Turning the widows' tears, the orphans' cries</div>
                     <div class="line">The dead men's blood, the pining maidens groans,</div>
                     <div class="line">For husbands, fathers and betrothed lovers,</div>
                     <div class="line">That shall be swallow'd in this controversy.</div>
                     <div class="line">This is his claim, his threatening and my message;</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless the Dauphin be in presence here,</div>
                     <div class="line">To whom expressly I bring greeting too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">For us, we will consider of this further:</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow shall you bear our full intent</div>
                     <div class="line">Back to our brother England.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">For the Dauphin,</div>
                     <div class="line">I stand here for him: what to him from England?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Scorn and defiance; slight regard, contempt,</div>
                     <div class="line">And any thing that may not misbecome</div>
                     <div class="line">The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus says my king; an' if your father's highness</div>
                     <div class="line">Do not, in grant of all demands at large,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">He'll call you to so hot an answer of it,</div>
                     <div class="line">That caves and womby vaultages of France</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall chide your trespass and return your mock</div>
                     <div class="line">In second accent of his ordnance.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, if my father render fair return,</div>
                     <div class="line">It is against my will; for I desire</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing but odds with England: to that end,</div>
                     <div class="line">As matching to his youth and vanity,</div>
                     <div class="line">I did present him with the Paris balls.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were it the mistress-court of mighty Europe:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, be assured, you'll find a difference,</div>
                     <div class="line">As we his subjects have in wonder found,</div>
                     <div class="line">Between the promise of his greener days</div>
                     <div class="line">And these he masters now: now he weighs time</div>
                     <div class="line">Even to the utmost grain: that you shall read</div>
                     <div class="line">In your own losses, if he stay in France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow shall you know our mind at full.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our king</div>
                     <div class="line">Come here himself to question our delay;</div>
                     <div class="line">For he is footed in this land already.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall be soon dispatch's with fair conditions:</div>
                     <div class="line">A night is but small breath and little pause</div>
                     <div class="line">To answer matters of this consequence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 3. ACT III</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE I.  France. Before Harfleur.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE II.  The same.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE III.  The same. Before the gates.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE IV.  The FRENCH KING's palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE V.  The same.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.8">7. SCENE VI.  The English camp in Picardy.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.9">8. SCENE VII.  The French camp, near Agincourt:</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. PROLOGUE.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Chorus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies</div>
                     <div class="line">In motion of no less celerity</div>
                     <div class="line">Than that of thought. Suppose that you have seen</div>
                     <div class="line">The well-appointed king at Hampton pier</div>
                     <div class="line">Embark his royalty; and his brave fleet</div>
                     <div class="line">With silken streamers the young Phoebus fanning:</div>
                     <div class="line">Play with your fancies, and in them behold</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the hempen tackle ship-boys climbing;</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear the shrill whistle which doth order give</div>
                     <div class="line">To sounds confused; behold the threaden sails,</div>
                     <div class="line">Borne with the invisible and creeping wind,</div>
                     <div class="line">Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea,</div>
                     <div class="line">Breasting the lofty surge: O, do but think</div>
                     <div class="line">You stand upon the ravage and behold</div>
                     <div class="line">A city on the inconstant billows dancing;</div>
                     <div class="line">For so appears this fleet majestical,</div>
                     <div class="line">Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow:</div>
                     <div class="line">Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And leave your England, as dead midnight still,</div>
                     <div class="line">Guarded with grandsires, babies and old women,</div>
                     <div class="line">Either past or not arrived to pith and puissance;</div>
                     <div class="line">For who is he, whose chin is but enrich'd</div>
                     <div class="line">With one appearing hair, that will not follow</div>
                     <div class="line">These cull'd and choice-drawn cavaliers to France?</div>
                     <div class="line">Work, work your thoughts, and therein see a siege;</div>
                     <div class="line">Behold the ordnance on their carriages,</div>
                     <div class="line">With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur.</div>
                     <div class="line">Suppose the ambassador from the French comes back;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tells Harry that the king doth offer him</div>
                     <div class="line">Katharine his daughter, and with her, to dowry,</div>
                     <div class="line">Some petty and unprofitable dukedoms.</div>
                     <div class="line">The offer likes not: and the nimble gunner</div>
                     <div class="line">With linstock now the devilish cannon touches,</div>
                     <p>Alarum, and chambers go off</p>
                     <div class="line">And down goes all before them. Still be kind,</div>
                     <div class="line">And eke out our performance with your mind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE I.  France. Before Harfleur.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD,
GLOUCESTER, and Soldiers, with scaling-ladders</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or close the wall up with our English dead.</div>
                     <div class="line">In peace there's nothing so becomes a man</div>
                     <div class="line">As modest stillness and humility:</div>
                     <div class="line">But when the blast of war blows in our ears,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then imitate the action of the tiger;</div>
                     <div class="line">Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;</div>
                     <div class="line">Let pry through the portage of the head</div>
                     <div class="line">Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it</div>
                     <div class="line">As fearfully as doth a galled rock</div>
                     <div class="line">O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit</div>
                     <div class="line">To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!</div>
                     <div class="line">Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have in these parts from morn till even fought</div>
                     <div class="line">And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:</div>
                     <div class="line">Dishonour not your mothers; now attest</div>
                     <div class="line">That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.</div>
                     <div class="line">Be copy now to men of grosser blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose limbs were made in England, show us here</div>
                     <div class="line">The mettle of your pasture; let us swear</div>
                     <div class="line">That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;</div>
                     <div class="line">For there is none of you so mean and base,</div>
                     <div class="line">That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.</div>
                     <div class="line">I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,</div>
                     <div class="line">Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow your spirit, and upon this charge</div>
                     <div class="line">Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt. Alarum, and chambers go off</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE II.  The same.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and Boy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">On, on, on, on, on! to the breach, to the breach!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray thee, corporal, stay: the knocks are too hot;</div>
                     <div class="line">and, for mine own part, I have not a case of lives:</div>
                     <div class="line">the humour of it is too hot, that is the very</div>
                     <div class="line">plain-song of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">The plain-song is most just: for humours do abound:</div>
                     <div class="line">Knocks go and come; God's vassals drop and die;</div>
                     <div class="line">And sword and shield,</div>
                     <div class="line">In bloody field,</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth win immortal fame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would give</div>
                     <div class="line">all my fame for a pot of ale and safety.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">And I:</div>
                     <div class="line">If wishes would prevail with me,</div>
                     <div class="line">My purpose should not fail with me,</div>
                     <div class="line">But thither would I hie.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">As duly, but not as truly,</div>
                     <div class="line">As bird doth sing on bough.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FLUELLEN</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Up to the breach, you dogs! avaunt, you cullions!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Driving them forward</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Be merciful, great duke, to men of mould.</div>
                     <div class="line">Abate thy rage, abate thy manly rage,</div>
                     <div class="line">Abate thy rage, great duke!</div>
                     <div class="line">Good bawcock, bate thy rage; use lenity, sweet chuck!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                     <div class="line">These be good humours! your honour wins bad humours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but Boy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">As young as I am, I have observed these three</div>
                     <div class="line">swashers. I am boy to them all three: but all they</div>
                     <div class="line">three, though they would serve me, could not be man</div>
                     <div class="line">to me; for indeed three such antics do not amount to</div>
                     <div class="line">a man. For Bardolph, he is white-livered and</div>
                     <div class="line">red-faced; by the means whereof a' faces it out, but</div>
                     <div class="line">fights not. For Pistol, he hath a killing tongue</div>
                     <div class="line">and a quiet sword; by the means whereof a' breaks</div>
                     <div class="line">words, and keeps whole weapons. For Nym, he hath</div>
                     <div class="line">heard that men of few words are the best men; and</div>
                     <div class="line">therefore he scorns to say his prayers, lest a'</div>
                     <div class="line">should be thought a coward: but his few bad words</div>
                     <div class="line">are matched with as few good deeds; for a' never</div>
                     <div class="line">broke any man's head but his own, and that was</div>
                     <div class="line">against a post when he was drunk. They will steal</div>
                     <div class="line">any thing, and call it purchase. Bardolph stole a</div>
                     <div class="line">lute-case, bore it twelve leagues, and sold it for</div>
                     <div class="line">three half pence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn</div>
                     <div class="line">brothers in filching, and in Calais they stole a</div>
                     <div class="line">fire-shovel: I knew by that piece of service the</div>
                     <div class="line">men would carry coals. They would have me as</div>
                     <div class="line">familiar with men's pockets as their gloves or their</div>
                     <div class="line">handkerchers: which makes much against my manhood,</div>
                     <div class="line">if I should take from another's pocket to put into</div>
                     <div class="line">mine; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I</div>
                     <div class="line">must leave them, and seek some better service:</div>
                     <div class="line">their villany goes against my weak stomach, and</div>
                     <div class="line">therefore I must cast it up.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Re-enter FLUELLEN, GOWER following</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to the</div>
                     <div class="line">mines; the Duke of Gloucester would speak with you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">To the mines! tell you the duke, it is not so good</div>
                     <div class="line">to come to the mines; for, look you, the mines is</div>
                     <div class="line">not according to the disciplines of the war: the</div>
                     <div class="line">concavities of it is not sufficient; for, look you,</div>
                     <div class="line">the athversary, you may discuss unto the duke, look</div>
                     <div class="line">you, is digt himself four yard under the</div>
                     <div class="line">countermines: by Cheshu, I think a' will plough up</div>
                     <div class="line">all, if there is not better directions.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">The Duke of Gloucester, to whom the order of the</div>
                     <div class="line">siege is given, is altogether directed by an</div>
                     <div class="line">Irishman, a very valiant gentleman, i' faith.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">It is Captain Macmorris, is it not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I think it be.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">By Cheshu, he is an ass, as in the world: I will</div>
                     <div class="line">verify as much in his beard: be has no more</div>
                     <div class="line">directions in the true disciplines of the wars, look</div>
                     <div class="line">you, of the Roman disciplines, than is a puppy-dog.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MACMORRIS and Captain JAMY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Here a' comes; and the Scots captain, Captain Jamy, with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain Jamy is a marvellous falourous gentleman,</div>
                     <div class="line">that is certain; and of great expedition and</div>
                     <div class="line">knowledge in th' aunchient wars, upon my particular</div>
                     <div class="line">knowledge of his directions: by Cheshu, he will</div>
                     <div class="line">maintain his argument as well as any military man in</div>
                     <div class="line">the world, in the disciplines of the pristine wars</div>
                     <div class="line">of the Romans.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">JAMY</div>
                     <div class="line">I say gud-day, Captain Fluellen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">God-den to your worship, good Captain James.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, Captain Macmorris! have you quit the</div>
                     <div class="line">mines? have the pioneers given o'er?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACMORRIS</div>
                     <div class="line">By Chrish, la! tish ill done: the work ish give</div>
                     <div class="line">over, the trompet sound the retreat. By my hand, I</div>
                     <div class="line">swear, and my father's soul, the work ish ill done;</div>
                     <div class="line">it ish give over: I would have blowed up the town, so</div>
                     <div class="line">Chrish save me, la! in an hour: O, tish ill done,</div>
                     <div class="line">tish ill done; by my hand, tish ill done!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain Macmorris, I beseech you now, will you</div>
                     <div class="line">voutsafe me, look you, a few disputations with you,</div>
                     <div class="line">as partly touching or concerning the disciplines of</div>
                     <div class="line">the war, the Roman wars, in the way of argument,</div>
                     <div class="line">look you, and friendly communication; partly to</div>
                     <div class="line">satisfy my opinion, and partly for the satisfaction,</div>
                     <div class="line">look you, of my mind, as touching the direction of</div>
                     <div class="line">the military discipline; that is the point.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">JAMY</div>
                     <div class="line">It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath:</div>
                     <div class="line">and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick</div>
                     <div class="line">occasion; that sall I, marry.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACMORRIS</div>
                     <div class="line">It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save me: the</div>
                     <div class="line">day is hot, and the weather, and the wars, and the</div>
                     <div class="line">king, and the dukes: it is no time to discourse. The</div>
                     <div class="line">town is beseeched, and the trumpet call us to the</div>
                     <div class="line">breach; and we talk, and, be Chrish, do nothing:</div>
                     <div class="line">'tis shame for us all: so God sa' me, 'tis shame to</div>
                     <div class="line">stand still; it is shame, by my hand: and there is</div>
                     <div class="line">throats to be cut, and works to be done; and there</div>
                     <div class="line">ish nothing done, so Chrish sa' me, la!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">JAMY</div>
                     <div class="line">By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves</div>
                     <div class="line">to slomber, ay'll de gud service, or ay'll lig i'</div>
                     <div class="line">the grund for it; ay, or go to death; and ay'll pay</div>
                     <div class="line">'t as valourously as I may, that sall I suerly do,</div>
                     <div class="line">that is the breff and the long. Marry, I wad full</div>
                     <div class="line">fain hear some question 'tween you tway.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, under your</div>
                     <div class="line">correction, there is not many of your nation--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACMORRIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Of my nation! What ish my nation? Ish a villain,</div>
                     <div class="line">and a bastard, and a knave, and a rascal. What ish</div>
                     <div class="line">my nation? Who talks of my nation?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Look you, if you take the matter otherwise than is</div>
                     <div class="line">meant, Captain Macmorris, peradventure I shall think</div>
                     <div class="line">you do not use me with that affability as in</div>
                     <div class="line">discretion you ought to use me, look you: being as</div>
                     <div class="line">good a man as yourself, both in the disciplines of</div>
                     <div class="line">war, and in the derivation of my birth, and in</div>
                     <div class="line">other particularities.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACMORRIS</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not know you so good a man as myself: so</div>
                     <div class="line">Chrish save me, I will cut off your head.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Gentlemen both, you will mistake each other.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">JAMY</div>
                     <div class="line">A! that's a foul fault.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>A parley sounded</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">The town sounds a parley.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain Macmorris, when there is more better</div>
                     <div class="line">opportunity to be required, look you, I will be so</div>
                     <div class="line">bold as to tell you I know the disciplines of war;</div>
                     <div class="line">and there is an end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE III.  The same. Before the gates.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>The Governor and some Citizens on the walls; the
English forces below. Enter KING HENRY and his train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">How yet resolves the governor of the town?</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the latest parle we will admit;</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore to our best mercy give yourselves;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or like to men proud of destruction</div>
                     <div class="line">Defy us to our worst: for, as I am a soldier,</div>
                     <div class="line">A name that in my thoughts becomes me best,</div>
                     <div class="line">If I begin the battery once again,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not leave the half-achieved Harfleur</div>
                     <div class="line">Till in her ashes she lie buried.</div>
                     <div class="line">The gates of mercy shall be all shut up,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the flesh'd soldier, rough and hard of heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">In liberty of bloody hand shall range</div>
                     <div class="line">With conscience wide as hell, mowing like grass</div>
                     <div class="line">Your fresh-fair virgins and your flowering infants.</div>
                     <div class="line">What is it then to me, if impious war,</div>
                     <div class="line">Array'd in flames like to the prince of fiends,</div>
                     <div class="line">Do, with his smirch'd complexion, all fell feats</div>
                     <div class="line">Enlink'd to waste and desolation?</div>
                     <div class="line">What is't to me, when you yourselves are cause,</div>
                     <div class="line">If your pure maidens fall into the hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Of hot and forcing violation?</div>
                     <div class="line">What rein can hold licentious wickedness</div>
                     <div class="line">When down the hill he holds his fierce career?</div>
                     <div class="line">We may as bootless spend our vain command</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the enraged soldiers in their spoil</div>
                     <div class="line">As send precepts to the leviathan</div>
                     <div class="line">To come ashore. Therefore, you men of Harfleur,</div>
                     <div class="line">Take pity of your town and of your people,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace</div>
                     <div class="line">O'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds</div>
                     <div class="line">Of heady murder, spoil and villany.</div>
                     <div class="line">If not, why, in a moment look to see</div>
                     <div class="line">The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Defile the locks of your shrill-shrieking daughters;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your fathers taken by the silver beards,</div>
                     <div class="line">And their most reverend heads dash'd to the walls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your naked infants spitted upon pikes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles the mad mothers with their howls confused</div>
                     <div class="line">Do break the clouds, as did the wives of Jewry</div>
                     <div class="line">At Herod's bloody-hunting slaughtermen.</div>
                     <div class="line">What say you? will you yield, and this avoid,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, guilty in defence, be thus destroy'd?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOVERNOR</div>
                     <div class="line">Our expectation hath this day an end:</div>
                     <div class="line">The Dauphin, whom of succors we entreated,</div>
                     <div class="line">Returns us that his powers are yet not ready</div>
                     <div class="line">To raise so great a siege. Therefore, great king,</div>
                     <div class="line">We yield our town and lives to thy soft mercy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Enter our gates; dispose of us and ours;</div>
                     <div class="line">For we no longer are defensible.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Open your gates. Come, uncle Exeter,</div>
                     <div class="line">Go you and enter Harfleur; there remain,</div>
                     <div class="line">And fortify it strongly 'gainst the French:</div>
                     <div class="line">Use mercy to them all. For us, dear uncle,</div>
                     <div class="line">The winter coming on and sickness growing</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon our soldiers, we will retire to Calais.</div>
                     <div class="line">To-night in Harfleur we will be your guest;</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow for the march are we addrest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. The King and his train enter the town</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE IV.  The FRENCH KING's palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KATHARINE and ALICE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Alice, tu as ete en Angleterre, et tu parles bien le langage.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Un peu, madame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Je te prie, m'enseignez: il faut que j'apprenne a</div>
                     <div class="line">parler. Comment appelez-vous la main en Anglois?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">La main? elle est appelee de hand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">De hand. Et les doigts?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Les doigts? ma foi, j'oublie les doigts; mais je me</div>
                     <div class="line">souviendrai. Les doigts? je pense qu'ils sont</div>
                     <div class="line">appeles de fingres; oui, de fingres.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">La main, de hand; les doigts, de fingres. Je pense</div>
                     <div class="line">que je suis le bon ecolier; j'ai gagne deux mots</div>
                     <div class="line">d'Anglois vitement. Comment appelez-vous les ongles?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Les ongles? nous les appelons de nails.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">De nails. Ecoutez; dites-moi, si je parle bien: de</div>
                     <div class="line">hand, de fingres, et de nails.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">C'est bien dit, madame; il est fort bon Anglois.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Dites-moi l'Anglois pour le bras.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">De arm, madame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Et le coude?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">De elbow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">De elbow. Je m'en fais la repetition de tous les</div>
                     <div class="line">mots que vous m'avez appris des a present.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Il est trop difficile, madame, comme je pense.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Excusez-moi, Alice; ecoutez: de hand, de fingres,</div>
                     <div class="line">de nails, de arma, de bilbow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">De elbow, madame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">O Seigneur Dieu, je m'en oublie! de elbow. Comment</div>
                     <div class="line">appelez-vous le col?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">De neck, madame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">De nick. Et le menton?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">De chin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">De sin. Le col, de nick; de menton, de sin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Oui. Sauf votre honneur, en verite, vous prononcez</div>
                     <div class="line">les mots aussi droit que les natifs d'Angleterre.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Je ne doute point d'apprendre, par la grace de Dieu,</div>
                     <div class="line">et en peu de temps.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">N'avez vous pas deja oublie ce que je vous ai enseigne?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Non, je reciterai a vous promptement: de hand, de</div>
                     <div class="line">fingres, de mails--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">De nails, madame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">De nails, de arm, de ilbow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Sauf votre honneur, de elbow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Ainsi dis-je; de elbow, de nick, et de sin. Comment</div>
                     <div class="line">appelez-vous le pied et la robe?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">De foot, madame; et de coun.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">De foot et de coun! O Seigneur Dieu! ce sont mots</div>
                     <div class="line">de son mauvais, corruptible, gros, et impudique, et</div>
                     <div class="line">non pour les dames d'honneur d'user: je ne voudrais</div>
                     <div class="line">prononcer ces mots devant les seigneurs de France</div>
                     <div class="line">pour tout le monde. Foh! le foot et le coun!</div>
                     <div class="line">Neanmoins, je reciterai une autre fois ma lecon</div>
                     <div class="line">ensemble: de hand, de fingres, de nails, de arm, de</div>
                     <div class="line">elbow, de nick, de sin, de foot, de coun.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Excellent, madame!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">C'est assez pour une fois: allons-nous a diner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.7">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>6. SCENE V.  The same.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the KING OF FRANCE, the DAUPHIN, the DUKE oF
BOURBON, the Constable Of France, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis certain he hath pass'd the river Somme.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">And if he be not fought withal, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us not live in France; let us quit all</div>
                     <div class="line">And give our vineyards to a barbarous people.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">O Dieu vivant! shall a few sprays of us,</div>
                     <div class="line">The emptying of our fathers' luxury,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our scions, put in wild and savage stock,</div>
                     <div class="line">Spirt up so suddenly into the clouds,</div>
                     <div class="line">And overlook their grafters?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOURBON</div>
                     <div class="line">Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman bastards!</div>
                     <div class="line">Mort de ma vie! if they march along</div>
                     <div class="line">Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom,</div>
                     <div class="line">To buy a slobbery and a dirty farm</div>
                     <div class="line">In that nook-shotten isle of Albion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Dieu de batailles! where have they this mettle?</div>
                     <div class="line">Is not their climate foggy, raw and dull,</div>
                     <div class="line">On whom, as in despite, the sun looks pale,</div>
                     <div class="line">Killing their fruit with frowns? Can sodden water,</div>
                     <div class="line">A drench for sur-rein'd jades, their barley-broth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat?</div>
                     <div class="line">And shall our quick blood, spirited with wine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seem frosty? O, for honour of our land,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us not hang like roping icicles</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more frosty people</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich fields!</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor we may call them in their native lords.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">By faith and honour,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our madams mock at us, and plainly say</div>
                     <div class="line">Our mettle is bred out and they will give</div>
                     <div class="line">Their bodies to the lust of English youth</div>
                     <div class="line">To new-store France with bastard warriors.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOURBON</div>
                     <div class="line">They bid us to the English dancing-schools,</div>
                     <div class="line">And teach lavoltas high and swift corantos;</div>
                     <div class="line">Saying our grace is only in our heels,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that we are most lofty runaways.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is Montjoy the herald? speed him hence:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him greet England with our sharp defiance.</div>
                     <div class="line">Up, princes! and, with spirit of honour edged</div>
                     <div class="line">More sharper than your swords, hie to the field:</div>
                     <div class="line">Charles Delabreth, high constable of France;</div>
                     <div class="line">You Dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berri,</div>
                     <div class="line">Alencon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy;</div>
                     <div class="line">Jaques Chatillon, Rambures, Vaudemont,</div>
                     <div class="line">Beaumont, Grandpre, Roussi, and Fauconberg,</div>
                     <div class="line">Foix, Lestrale, Bouciqualt, and Charolois;</div>
                     <div class="line">High dukes, great princes, barons, lords and knights,</div>
                     <div class="line">For your great seats now quit you of great shames.</div>
                     <div class="line">Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our land</div>
                     <div class="line">With pennons painted in the blood of Harfleur:</div>
                     <div class="line">Rush on his host, as doth the melted snow</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the valleys, whose low vassal seat</div>
                     <div class="line">The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon:</div>
                     <div class="line">Go down upon him, you have power enough,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in a captive chariot into Rouen</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring him our prisoner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">This becomes the great.</div>
                     <div class="line">Sorry am I his numbers are so few,</div>
                     <div class="line">His soldiers sick and famish'd in their march,</div>
                     <div class="line">For I am sure, when he shall see our army,</div>
                     <div class="line">He'll drop his heart into the sink of fear</div>
                     <div class="line">And for achievement offer us his ransom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, lord constable, haste on Montjoy.</div>
                     <div class="line">And let him say to England that we send</div>
                     <div class="line">To know what willing ransom he will give.</div>
                     <div class="line">Prince Dauphin, you shall stay with us in Rouen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so, I do beseech your majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Be patient, for you shall remain with us.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now forth, lord constable and princes all,</div>
                     <div class="line">And quickly bring us word of England's fall.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.8">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>7. SCENE VI.  The English camp in Picardy.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GOWER and FLUELLEN, meeting</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, Captain Fluellen! come you from the bridge?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I assure you, there is very excellent services</div>
                     <div class="line">committed at the bridge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Is the Duke of Exeter safe?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimous as Agamemnon;</div>
                     <div class="line">and a man that I love and honour with my soul, and my</div>
                     <div class="line">heart, and my duty, and my life, and my living, and</div>
                     <div class="line">my uttermost power: he is not-God be praised and</div>
                     <div class="line">blessed!--any hurt in the world; but keeps the</div>
                     <div class="line">bridge most valiantly, with excellent discipline.</div>
                     <div class="line">There is an aunchient lieutenant there at the</div>
                     <div class="line">pridge, I think in my very conscience he is as</div>
                     <div class="line">valiant a man as Mark Antony; and he is a man of no</div>
                     <div class="line">estimation in the world; but did see him do as</div>
                     <div class="line">gallant service.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">What do you call him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">He is called Aunchient Pistol.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I know him not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PISTOL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is the man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain, I thee beseech to do me favours:</div>
                     <div class="line">The Duke of Exeter doth love thee well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, I praise God; and I have merited some love at</div>
                     <div class="line">his hands.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound of heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">And of buxom valour, hath, by cruel fate,</div>
                     <div class="line">And giddy Fortune's furious fickle wheel,</div>
                     <div class="line">That goddess blind,</div>
                     <div class="line">That stands upon the rolling restless stone--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">By your patience, Aunchient Pistol. Fortune is</div>
                     <div class="line">painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to</div>
                     <div class="line">signify to you that Fortune is blind; and she is</div>
                     <div class="line">painted also with a wheel, to signify to you, which</div>
                     <div class="line">is the moral of it, that she is turning, and</div>
                     <div class="line">inconstant, and mutability, and variation: and her</div>
                     <div class="line">foot, look you, is fixed upon a spherical stone,</div>
                     <div class="line">which rolls, and rolls, and rolls: in good truth,</div>
                     <div class="line">the poet makes a most excellent description of it:</div>
                     <div class="line">Fortune is an excellent moral.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him;</div>
                     <div class="line">For he hath stolen a pax, and hanged must a' be:</div>
                     <div class="line">A damned death!</div>
                     <div class="line">Let gallows gape for dog; let man go free</div>
                     <div class="line">And let not hemp his wind-pipe suffocate:</div>
                     <div class="line">But Exeter hath given the doom of death</div>
                     <div class="line">For pax of little price.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, go speak: the duke will hear thy voice:</div>
                     <div class="line">And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut</div>
                     <div class="line">With edge of penny cord and vile reproach:</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Aunchient Pistol, I do partly understand your meaning.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Why then, rejoice therefore.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Certainly, aunchient, it is not a thing to rejoice</div>
                     <div class="line">at: for if, look you, he were my brother, I would</div>
                     <div class="line">desire the duke to use his good pleasure, and put</div>
                     <div class="line">him to execution; for discipline ought to be used.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Die and be damn'd! and figo for thy friendship!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">It is well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">The fig of Spain!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Very good.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rascal; I</div>
                     <div class="line">remember him now; a bawd, a cutpurse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll assure you, a' uttered as brave words at the</div>
                     <div class="line">bridge as you shall see in a summer's day. But it</div>
                     <div class="line">is very well; what he has spoke to me, that is well,</div>
                     <div class="line">I warrant you, when time is serve.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue, that now and then</div>
                     <div class="line">goes to the wars, to grace himself at his return</div>
                     <div class="line">into London under the form of a soldier. And such</div>
                     <div class="line">fellows are perfect in the great commanders' names:</div>
                     <div class="line">and they will learn you by rote where services were</div>
                     <div class="line">done; at such and such a sconce, at such a breach,</div>
                     <div class="line">at such a convoy; who came off bravely, who was</div>
                     <div class="line">shot, who disgraced, what terms the enemy stood on;</div>
                     <div class="line">and this they con perfectly in the phrase of war,</div>
                     <div class="line">which they trick up with new-tuned oaths: and what</div>
                     <div class="line">a beard of the general's cut and a horrid suit of</div>
                     <div class="line">the camp will do among foaming bottles and</div>
                     <div class="line">ale-washed wits, is wonderful to be thought on. But</div>
                     <div class="line">you must learn to know such slanders of the age, or</div>
                     <div class="line">else you may be marvellously mistook.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I tell you what, Captain Gower; I do perceive he is</div>
                     <div class="line">not the man that he would gladly make show to the</div>
                     <div class="line">world he is: if I find a hole in his coat, I will</div>
                     <div class="line">tell him my mind.</div>
                     <p>Drum heard</p>
                     <div class="line">Hark you, the king is coming, and I must speak with</div>
                     <div class="line">him from the pridge.</div>
                     <p>Drum and colours. Enter KING HENRY, GLOUCESTER, and Soldiers</p>
                     <div class="line">God pless your majesty!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, Fluellen! camest thou from the bridge?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, so please your majesty. The Duke of Exeter has</div>
                     <div class="line">very gallantly maintained the pridge: the French is</div>
                     <div class="line">gone off, look you; and there is gallant and most</div>
                     <div class="line">prave passages; marry, th' athversary was have</div>
                     <div class="line">possession of the pridge; but he is enforced to</div>
                     <div class="line">retire, and the Duke of Exeter is master of the</div>
                     <div class="line">pridge: I can tell your majesty, the duke is a</div>
                     <div class="line">prave man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">What men have you lost, Fluellen?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">The perdition of th' athversary hath been very</div>
                     <div class="line">great, reasonable great: marry, for my part, I</div>
                     <div class="line">think the duke hath lost never a man, but one that</div>
                     <div class="line">is like to be executed for robbing a church, one</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, if your majesty know the man: his face is</div>
                     <div class="line">all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames o'</div>
                     <div class="line">fire: and his lips blows at his nose, and it is like</div>
                     <div class="line">a coal of fire, sometimes plue and sometimes red;</div>
                     <div class="line">but his nose is executed and his fire's out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We would have all such offenders so cut off: and we</div>
                     <div class="line">give express charge, that in our marches through the</div>
                     <div class="line">country, there be nothing compelled from the</div>
                     <div class="line">villages, nothing taken but paid for, none of the</div>
                     <div class="line">French upbraided or abused in disdainful language;</div>
                     <div class="line">for when lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the</div>
                     <div class="line">gentler gamester is the soonest winner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Tucket. Enter MONTJOY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">You know me by my habit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Well then I know thee: what shall I know of thee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">My master's mind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Unfold it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus says my king: Say thou to Harry of England:</div>
                     <div class="line">Though we seemed dead, we did but sleep: advantage</div>
                     <div class="line">is a better soldier than rashness. Tell him we</div>
                     <div class="line">could have rebuked him at Harfleur, but that we</div>
                     <div class="line">thought not good to bruise an injury till it were</div>
                     <div class="line">full ripe: now we speak upon our cue, and our voice</div>
                     <div class="line">is imperial: England shall repent his folly, see</div>
                     <div class="line">his weakness, and admire our sufferance. Bid him</div>
                     <div class="line">therefore consider of his ransom; which must</div>
                     <div class="line">proportion the losses we have borne, the subjects we</div>
                     <div class="line">have lost, the disgrace we have digested; which in</div>
                     <div class="line">weight to re-answer, his pettiness would bow under.</div>
                     <div class="line">For our losses, his exchequer is too poor; for the</div>
                     <div class="line">effusion of our blood, the muster of his kingdom too</div>
                     <div class="line">faint a number; and for our disgrace, his own</div>
                     <div class="line">person, kneeling at our feet, but a weak and</div>
                     <div class="line">worthless satisfaction. To this add defiance: and</div>
                     <div class="line">tell him, for conclusion, he hath betrayed his</div>
                     <div class="line">followers, whose condemnation is pronounced. So far</div>
                     <div class="line">my king and master; so much my office.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">What is thy name? I know thy quality.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">Montjoy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee back.</div>
                     <div class="line">And tell thy king I do not seek him now;</div>
                     <div class="line">But could be willing to march on to Calais</div>
                     <div class="line">Without impeachment: for, to say the sooth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto an enemy of craft and vantage,</div>
                     <div class="line">My people are with sickness much enfeebled,</div>
                     <div class="line">My numbers lessened, and those few I have</div>
                     <div class="line">Almost no better than so many French;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who when they were in health, I tell thee, herald,</div>
                     <div class="line">I thought upon one pair of English legs</div>
                     <div class="line">Did march three Frenchmen. Yet, forgive me, God,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I do brag thus! This your air of France</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath blown that vice in me: I must repent.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go therefore, tell thy master here I am;</div>
                     <div class="line">My ransom is this frail and worthless trunk,</div>
                     <div class="line">My army but a weak and sickly guard;</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet, God before, tell him we will come on,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though France himself and such another neighbour</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, Montjoy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go bid thy master well advise himself:</div>
                     <div class="line">If we may pass, we will; if we be hinder'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall your tawny ground with your red blood</div>
                     <div class="line">Discolour: and so Montjoy, fare you well.</div>
                     <div class="line">The sum of all our answer is but this:</div>
                     <div class="line">We would not seek a battle, as we are;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor, as we are, we say we will not shun it:</div>
                     <div class="line">So tell your master.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall deliver so. Thanks to your highness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope they will not come upon us now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">We are in God's hand, brother, not in theirs.</div>
                     <div class="line">March to the bridge; it now draws toward night:</div>
                     <div class="line">Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves,</div>
                     <div class="line">And on to-morrow, bid them march away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.9">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>8. SCENE VII.  The French camp, near Agincourt:</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Constable of France, the LORD RAMBURES,
ORLEANS, DAUPHIN, with others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut! I have the best armour of the world. Would it were day!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">You have an excellent armour; but let my horse have his due.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the best horse of Europe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">Will it never be morning?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord of Orleans, and my lord high constable, you</div>
                     <div class="line">talk of horse and armour?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">You are as well provided of both as any prince in the world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">What a long night is this! I will not change my</div>
                     <div class="line">horse with any that treads but on four pasterns.</div>
                     <div class="line">Ca, ha! he bounds from the earth, as if his</div>
                     <div class="line">entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Pegasus,</div>
                     <div class="line">chez les narines de feu! When I bestride him, I</div>
                     <div class="line">soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth</div>
                     <div class="line">sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his</div>
                     <div class="line">hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">He's of the colour of the nutmeg.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">And of the heat of the ginger. It is a beast for</div>
                     <div class="line">Perseus: he is pure air and fire; and the dull</div>
                     <div class="line">elements of earth and water never appear in him, but</div>
                     <div class="line">only in Patient stillness while his rider mounts</div>
                     <div class="line">him: he is indeed a horse; and all other jades you</div>
                     <div class="line">may call beasts.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute and excellent horse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the prince of palfreys; his neigh is like the</div>
                     <div class="line">bidding of a monarch and his countenance enforces homage.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">No more, cousin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, the man hath no wit that cannot, from the</div>
                     <div class="line">rising of the lark to the lodging of the lamb, vary</div>
                     <div class="line">deserved praise on my palfrey: it is a theme as</div>
                     <div class="line">fluent as the sea: turn the sands into eloquent</div>
                     <div class="line">tongues, and my horse is argument for them all:</div>
                     <div class="line">'tis a subject for a sovereign to reason on, and for</div>
                     <div class="line">a sovereign's sovereign to ride on; and for the</div>
                     <div class="line">world, familiar to us and unknown to lay apart</div>
                     <div class="line">their particular functions and wonder at him. I</div>
                     <div class="line">once writ a sonnet in his praise and began thus:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Wonder of nature,'--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's mistress.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Then did they imitate that which I composed to my</div>
                     <div class="line">courser, for my horse is my mistress.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">Your mistress bears well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Me well; which is the prescript praise and</div>
                     <div class="line">perfection of a good and particular mistress.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, for methought yesterday your mistress shrewdly</div>
                     <div class="line">shook your back.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">So perhaps did yours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine was not bridled.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">O then belike she was old and gentle; and you rode,</div>
                     <div class="line">like a kern of Ireland, your French hose off, and in</div>
                     <div class="line">your straight strossers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">You have good judgment in horsemanship.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Be warned by me, then: they that ride so and ride</div>
                     <div class="line">not warily, fall into foul bogs. I had rather have</div>
                     <div class="line">my horse to my mistress.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">I had as lief have my mistress a jade.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">I tell thee, constable, my mistress wears his own hair.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a sow</div>
                     <div class="line">to my mistress.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">'Le chien est retourne a son propre vomissement, et</div>
                     <div class="line">la truie lavee au bourbier;' thou makest use of any thing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress, or any</div>
                     <div class="line">such proverb so little kin to the purpose.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RAMBURES</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord constable, the armour that I saw in your tent</div>
                     <div class="line">to-night, are those stars or suns upon it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Stars, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet my sky shall not want.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">That may be, for you bear a many superfluously, and</div>
                     <div class="line">'twere more honour some were away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Even as your horse bears your praises; who would</div>
                     <div class="line">trot as well, were some of your brags dismounted.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Would I were able to load him with his desert! Will</div>
                     <div class="line">it never be day? I will trot to-morrow a mile, and</div>
                     <div class="line">my way shall be paved with English faces.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not say so, for fear I should be faced out of</div>
                     <div class="line">my way: but I would it were morning; for I would</div>
                     <div class="line">fain be about the ears of the English.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RAMBURES</div>
                     <div class="line">Who will go to hazard with me for twenty prisoners?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis midnight; I'll go arm myself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">The Dauphin longs for morning.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RAMBURES</div>
                     <div class="line">He longs to eat the English.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">I think he will eat all he kills.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Swear by her foot, that she may tread out the oath.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">He is simply the most active gentleman of France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Doing is activity; and he will still be doing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">He never did harm, that I heard of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor will do none to-morrow: he will keep that good name still.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">I know him to be valiant.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">I was told that by one that knows him better than</div>
                     <div class="line">you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">What's he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, he told me so himself; and he said he cared</div>
                     <div class="line">not who knew it</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">He needs not; it is no hidden virtue in him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">By my faith, sir, but it is; never any body saw it</div>
                     <div class="line">but his lackey: 'tis a hooded valour; and when it</div>
                     <div class="line">appears, it will bate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ill will never said well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">I will cap that proverb with 'There is flattery in friendship.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will take up that with 'Give the devil his due.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Well placed: there stands your friend for the</div>
                     <div class="line">devil: have at the very eye of that proverb with 'A</div>
                     <div class="line">pox of the devil.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">You are the better at proverbs, by how much 'A</div>
                     <div class="line">fool's bolt is soon shot.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">You have shot over.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis not the first time you were overshot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord high constable, the English lie within</div>
                     <div class="line">fifteen hundred paces of your tents.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Who hath measured the ground?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">The Lord Grandpre.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">A valiant and most expert gentleman. Would it were</div>
                     <div class="line">day! Alas, poor Harry of England! he longs not for</div>
                     <div class="line">the dawning as we do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">What a wretched and peevish fellow is this king of</div>
                     <div class="line">England, to mope with his fat-brained followers so</div>
                     <div class="line">far out of his knowledge!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">If the English had any apprehension, they would run away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">That they lack; for if their heads had any</div>
                     <div class="line">intellectual armour, they could never wear such heavy</div>
                     <div class="line">head-pieces.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RAMBURES</div>
                     <div class="line">That island of England breeds very valiant</div>
                     <div class="line">creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">Foolish curs, that run winking into the mouth of a</div>
                     <div class="line">Russian bear and have their heads crushed like</div>
                     <div class="line">rotten apples! You may as well say, that's a</div>
                     <div class="line">valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Just, just; and the men do sympathize with the</div>
                     <div class="line">mastiffs in robustious and rough coming on, leaving</div>
                     <div class="line">their wits with their wives: and then give them</div>
                     <div class="line">great meals of beef and iron and steel, they will</div>
                     <div class="line">eat like wolves and fight like devils.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of beef.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Then shall we find to-morrow they have only stomachs</div>
                     <div class="line">to eat and none to fight. Now is it time to arm:</div>
                     <div class="line">come, shall we about it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">It is now two o'clock: but, let me see, by ten</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall have each a hundred Englishmen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.6">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 4. ACT IV</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE I.  The English camp at Agincourt.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE II.  The French camp.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE III.  The English camp.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.6">5. SCENE IV.  The field of battle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.7">6. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.8">7. SCENE VI.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.9">8. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.10">9. SCENE VIII.  Before KING HENRY'S pavilion.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. PROLOGUE.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Chorus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                     <div class="line">Now entertain conjecture of a time</div>
                     <div class="line">When creeping murmur and the poring dark</div>
                     <div class="line">Fills the wide vessel of the universe.</div>
                     <div class="line">From camp to camp through the foul womb of night</div>
                     <div class="line">The hum of either army stilly sounds,</div>
                     <div class="line">That the fixed sentinels almost receive</div>
                     <div class="line">The secret whispers of each other's watch:</div>
                     <div class="line">Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames</div>
                     <div class="line">Each battle sees the other's umber'd face;</div>
                     <div class="line">Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs</div>
                     <div class="line">Piercing the night's dull ear, and from the tents</div>
                     <div class="line">The armourers, accomplishing the knights,</div>
                     <div class="line">With busy hammers closing rivets up,</div>
                     <div class="line">Give dreadful note of preparation:</div>
                     <div class="line">The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the third hour of drowsy morning name.</div>
                     <div class="line">Proud of their numbers and secure in soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">The confident and over-lusty French</div>
                     <div class="line">Do the low-rated English play at dice;</div>
                     <div class="line">And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp</div>
                     <div class="line">So tediously away. The poor condemned English,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires</div>
                     <div class="line">Sit patiently and inly ruminate</div>
                     <div class="line">The morning's danger, and their gesture sad</div>
                     <div class="line">Investing lank-lean; cheeks and war-worn coats</div>
                     <div class="line">Presenteth them unto the gazing moon</div>
                     <div class="line">So many horrid ghosts. O now, who will behold</div>
                     <div class="line">The royal captain of this ruin'd band</div>
                     <div class="line">Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him cry 'Praise and glory on his head!'</div>
                     <div class="line">For forth he goes and visits all his host.</div>
                     <div class="line">Bids them good morrow with a modest smile</div>
                     <div class="line">And calls them brothers, friends and countrymen.</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon his royal face there is no note</div>
                     <div class="line">How dread an army hath enrounded him;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the weary and all-watched night,</div>
                     <div class="line">But freshly looks and over-bears attaint</div>
                     <div class="line">With cheerful semblance and sweet majesty;</div>
                     <div class="line">That every wretch, pining and pale before,</div>
                     <div class="line">Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks:</div>
                     <div class="line">A largess universal like the sun</div>
                     <div class="line">His liberal eye doth give to every one,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thawing cold fear, that mean and gentle all,</div>
                     <div class="line">Behold, as may unworthiness define,</div>
                     <div class="line">A little touch of Harry in the night.</div>
                     <div class="line">And so our scene must to the battle fly;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where--O for pity!--we shall much disgrace</div>
                     <div class="line">With four or five most vile and ragged foils,</div>
                     <div class="line">Right ill-disposed in brawl ridiculous,</div>
                     <div class="line">The name of Agincourt. Yet sit and see,</div>
                     <div class="line">Minding true things by what their mockeries be.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE I.  The English camp at Agincourt.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY, BEDFORD, and GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Gloucester, 'tis true that we are in great danger;</div>
                     <div class="line">The greater therefore should our courage be.</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, brother Bedford. God Almighty!</div>
                     <div class="line">There is some soul of goodness in things evil,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would men observingly distil it out.</div>
                     <div class="line">For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which is both healthful and good husbandry:</div>
                     <div class="line">Besides, they are our outward consciences,</div>
                     <div class="line">And preachers to us all, admonishing</div>
                     <div class="line">That we should dress us fairly for our end.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus may we gather honey from the weed,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make a moral of the devil himself.</div>
                     <p>Enter ERPINGHAM</p>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, old Sir Thomas Erpingham:</div>
                     <div class="line">A good soft pillow for that good white head</div>
                     <div class="line">Were better than a churlish turf of France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ERPINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so, my liege: this lodging likes me better,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since I may say 'Now lie I like a king.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis good for men to love their present pains</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon example; so the spirit is eased:</div>
                     <div class="line">And when the mind is quicken'd, out of doubt,</div>
                     <div class="line">The organs, though defunct and dead before,</div>
                     <div class="line">Break up their drowsy grave and newly move,</div>
                     <div class="line">With casted slough and fresh legerity.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lend me thy cloak, Sir Thomas. Brothers both,</div>
                     <div class="line">Commend me to the princes in our camp;</div>
                     <div class="line">Do my good morrow to them, and anon</div>
                     <div class="line">Desire them an to my pavilion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ERPINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I attend your grace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No, my good knight;</div>
                     <div class="line">Go with my brothers to my lords of England:</div>
                     <div class="line">I and my bosom must debate awhile,</div>
                     <div class="line">And then I would no other company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ERPINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">The Lord in heaven bless thee, noble Harry!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but KING HENRY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">God-a-mercy, old heart! thou speak'st cheerfully.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PISTOL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Qui va la?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">A friend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Discuss unto me; art thou officer?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or art thou base, common and popular?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a gentleman of a company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Trail'st thou the puissant pike?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Even so. What are you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">As good a gentleman as the emperor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Then you are a better than the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">The king's a bawcock, and a heart of gold,</div>
                     <div class="line">A lad of life, an imp of fame;</div>
                     <div class="line">Of parents good, of fist most valiant.</div>
                     <div class="line">I kiss his dirty shoe, and from heart-string</div>
                     <div class="line">I love the lovely bully. What is thy name?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry le Roy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Le Roy! a Cornish name: art thou of Cornish crew?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No, I am a Welshman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Know'st thou Fluellen?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him, I'll knock his leek about his pate</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon Saint Davy's day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Do not you wear your dagger in your cap that day,</div>
                     <div class="line">lest he knock that about yours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou his friend?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">And his kinsman too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">The figo for thee, then!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank you: God be with you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">My name is Pistol call'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">It sorts well with your fierceness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain Fluellen!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">So! in the name of Jesu Christ, speak lower. It is</div>
                     <div class="line">the greatest admiration of the universal world, when</div>
                     <div class="line">the true and aunchient prerogatifes and laws of the</div>
                     <div class="line">wars is not kept: if you would take the pains but to</div>
                     <div class="line">examine the wars of Pompey the Great, you shall</div>
                     <div class="line">find, I warrant you, that there is no tiddle toddle</div>
                     <div class="line">nor pibble pabble in Pompey's camp; I warrant you,</div>
                     <div class="line">you shall find the ceremonies of the wars, and the</div>
                     <div class="line">cares of it, and the forms of it, and the sobriety</div>
                     <div class="line">of it, and the modesty of it, to be otherwise.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, the enemy is loud; you hear him all night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">If the enemy is an ass and a fool and a prating</div>
                     <div class="line">coxcomb, is it meet, think you, that we should also,</div>
                     <div class="line">look you, be an ass and a fool and a prating</div>
                     <div class="line">coxcomb? in your own conscience, now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I will speak lower.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you and beseech you that you will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt GOWER and FLUELLEN</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Though it appear a little out of fashion,</div>
                     <div class="line">There is much care and valour in this Welshman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter three soldiers, JOHN BATES, ALEXANDER COURT,
and MICHAEL WILLIAMS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COURT</div>
                     <div class="line">Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which</div>
                     <div class="line">breaks yonder?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BATES</div>
                     <div class="line">I think it be: but we have no great cause to desire</div>
                     <div class="line">the approach of day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">We see yonder the beginning of the day, but I think</div>
                     <div class="line">we shall never see the end of it. Who goes there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">A friend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Under what captain serve you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Under Sir Thomas Erpingham.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">A good old commander and a most kind gentleman: I</div>
                     <div class="line">pray you, what thinks he of our estate?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Even as men wrecked upon a sand, that look to be</div>
                     <div class="line">washed off the next tide.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BATES</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath not told his thought to the king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No; nor it is not meet he should. For, though I</div>
                     <div class="line">speak it to you, I think the king is but a man, as I</div>
                     <div class="line">am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me: the</div>
                     <div class="line">element shows to him as it doth to me; all his</div>
                     <div class="line">senses have but human conditions: his ceremonies</div>
                     <div class="line">laid by, in his nakedness he appears but a man; and</div>
                     <div class="line">though his affections are higher mounted than ours,</div>
                     <div class="line">yet, when they stoop, they stoop with the like</div>
                     <div class="line">wing. Therefore when he sees reason of fears, as we</div>
                     <div class="line">do, his fears, out of doubt, be of the same relish</div>
                     <div class="line">as ours are: yet, in reason, no man should possess</div>
                     <div class="line">him with any appearance of fear, lest he, by showing</div>
                     <div class="line">it, should dishearten his army.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BATES</div>
                     <div class="line">He may show what outward courage he will; but I</div>
                     <div class="line">believe, as cold a night as 'tis, he could wish</div>
                     <div class="line">himself in Thames up to the neck; and so I would he</div>
                     <div class="line">were, and I by him, at all adventures, so we were quit here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, I will speak my conscience of the king:</div>
                     <div class="line">I think he would not wish himself any where but</div>
                     <div class="line">where he is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BATES</div>
                     <div class="line">Then I would he were here alone; so should he be</div>
                     <div class="line">sure to be ransomed, and a many poor men's lives saved.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I dare say you love him not so ill, to wish him here</div>
                     <div class="line">alone, howsoever you speak this to feel other men's</div>
                     <div class="line">minds: methinks I could not die any where so</div>
                     <div class="line">contented as in the king's company; his cause being</div>
                     <div class="line">just and his quarrel honourable.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">That's more than we know.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BATES</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, or more than we should seek after; for we know</div>
                     <div class="line">enough, if we know we are the kings subjects: if</div>
                     <div class="line">his cause be wrong, our obedience to the king wipes</div>
                     <div class="line">the crime of it out of us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">But if the cause be not good, the king himself hath</div>
                     <div class="line">a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs and</div>
                     <div class="line">arms and heads, chopped off in battle, shall join</div>
                     <div class="line">together at the latter day and cry all 'We died at</div>
                     <div class="line">such a place;' some swearing, some crying for a</div>
                     <div class="line">surgeon, some upon their wives left poor behind</div>
                     <div class="line">them, some upon the debts they owe, some upon their</div>
                     <div class="line">children rawly left. I am afeard there are few die</div>
                     <div class="line">well that die in a battle; for how can they</div>
                     <div class="line">charitably dispose of any thing, when blood is their</div>
                     <div class="line">argument? Now, if these men do not die well, it</div>
                     <div class="line">will be a black matter for the king that led them to</div>
                     <div class="line">it; whom to disobey were against all proportion of</div>
                     <div class="line">subjection.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">So, if a son that is by his father sent about</div>
                     <div class="line">merchandise do sinfully miscarry upon the sea, the</div>
                     <div class="line">imputation of his wickedness by your rule, should be</div>
                     <div class="line">imposed upon his father that sent him: or if a</div>
                     <div class="line">servant, under his master's command transporting a</div>
                     <div class="line">sum of money, be assailed by robbers and die in</div>
                     <div class="line">many irreconciled iniquities, you may call the</div>
                     <div class="line">business of the master the author of the servant's</div>
                     <div class="line">damnation: but this is not so: the king is not</div>
                     <div class="line">bound to answer the particular endings of his</div>
                     <div class="line">soldiers, the father of his son, nor the master of</div>
                     <div class="line">his servant; for they purpose not their death, when</div>
                     <div class="line">they purpose their services. Besides, there is no</div>
                     <div class="line">king, be his cause never so spotless, if it come to</div>
                     <div class="line">the arbitrement of swords, can try it out with all</div>
                     <div class="line">unspotted soldiers: some peradventure have on them</div>
                     <div class="line">the guilt of premeditated and contrived murder;</div>
                     <div class="line">some, of beguiling virgins with the broken seals of</div>
                     <div class="line">perjury; some, making the wars their bulwark, that</div>
                     <div class="line">have before gored the gentle bosom of peace with</div>
                     <div class="line">pillage and robbery. Now, if these men have</div>
                     <div class="line">defeated the law and outrun native punishment,</div>
                     <div class="line">though they can outstrip men, they have no wings to</div>
                     <div class="line">fly from God: war is his beadle, war is vengeance;</div>
                     <div class="line">so that here men are punished for before-breach of</div>
                     <div class="line">the king's laws in now the king's quarrel: where</div>
                     <div class="line">they feared the death, they have borne life away;</div>
                     <div class="line">and where they would be safe, they perish: then if</div>
                     <div class="line">they die unprovided, no more is the king guilty of</div>
                     <div class="line">their damnation than he was before guilty of those</div>
                     <div class="line">impieties for the which they are now visited. Every</div>
                     <div class="line">subject's duty is the king's; but every subject's</div>
                     <div class="line">soul is his own. Therefore should every soldier in</div>
                     <div class="line">the wars do as every sick man in his bed, wash every</div>
                     <div class="line">mote out of his conscience: and dying so, death</div>
                     <div class="line">is to him advantage; or not dying, the time was</div>
                     <div class="line">blessedly lost wherein such preparation was gained:</div>
                     <div class="line">and in him that escapes, it were not sin to think</div>
                     <div class="line">that, making God so free an offer, He let him</div>
                     <div class="line">outlive that day to see His greatness and to teach</div>
                     <div class="line">others how they should prepare.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis certain, every man that dies ill, the ill upon</div>
                     <div class="line">his own head, the king is not to answer it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BATES</div>
                     <div class="line">But I do not desire he should answer for me; and</div>
                     <div class="line">yet I determine to fight lustily for him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I myself heard the king say he would not be ransomed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, he said so, to make us fight cheerfully: but</div>
                     <div class="line">when our throats are cut, he may be ransomed, and we</div>
                     <div class="line">ne'er the wiser.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">If I live to see it, I will never trust his word after.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">You pay him then. That's a perilous shot out of an</div>
                     <div class="line">elder-gun, that a poor and private displeasure can</div>
                     <div class="line">do against a monarch! you may as well go about to</div>
                     <div class="line">turn the sun to ice with fanning in his face with a</div>
                     <div class="line">peacock's feather. You'll never trust his word</div>
                     <div class="line">after! come, 'tis a foolish saying.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Your reproof is something too round: I should be</div>
                     <div class="line">angry with you, if the time were convenient.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it be a quarrel between us, if you live.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I embrace it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">How shall I know thee again?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me any gage of thine, and I will wear it in my</div>
                     <div class="line">bonnet: then, if ever thou darest acknowledge it, I</div>
                     <div class="line">will make it my quarrel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Here's my glove: give me another of thine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">There.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">This will I also wear in my cap: if ever thou come</div>
                     <div class="line">to me and say, after to-morrow, 'This is my glove,'</div>
                     <div class="line">by this hand, I will take thee a box on the ear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">If ever I live to see it, I will challenge it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou darest as well be hanged.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Well. I will do it, though I take thee in the</div>
                     <div class="line">king's company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Keep thy word: fare thee well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BATES</div>
                     <div class="line">Be friends, you English fools, be friends: we have</div>
                     <div class="line">French quarrels enow, if you could tell how to reckon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, the French may lay twenty French crowns to</div>
                     <div class="line">one, they will beat us; for they bear them on their</div>
                     <div class="line">shoulders: but it is no English treason to cut</div>
                     <div class="line">French crowns, and to-morrow the king himself will</div>
                     <div class="line">be a clipper.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt soldiers</p>
                     <div class="line">Upon the king! let us our lives, our souls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our debts, our careful wives,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our children and our sins lay on the king!</div>
                     <div class="line">We must bear all. O hard condition,</div>
                     <div class="line">Twin-born with greatness, subject to the breath</div>
                     <div class="line">Of every fool, whose sense no more can feel</div>
                     <div class="line">But his own wringing! What infinite heart's-ease</div>
                     <div class="line">Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy!</div>
                     <div class="line">And what have kings, that privates have not too,</div>
                     <div class="line">Save ceremony, save general ceremony?</div>
                     <div class="line">And what art thou, thou idle ceremony?</div>
                     <div class="line">What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more</div>
                     <div class="line">Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?</div>
                     <div class="line">What are thy rents? what are thy comings in?</div>
                     <div class="line">O ceremony, show me but thy worth!</div>
                     <div class="line">What is thy soul of adoration?</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou aught else but place, degree and form,</div>
                     <div class="line">Creating awe and fear in other men?</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein thou art less happy being fear'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Than they in fearing.</div>
                     <div class="line">What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet,</div>
                     <div class="line">But poison'd flattery? O, be sick, great greatness,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bid thy ceremony give thee cure!</div>
                     <div class="line">Think'st thou the fiery fever will go out</div>
                     <div class="line">With titles blown from adulation?</div>
                     <div class="line">Will it give place to flexure and low bending?</div>
                     <div class="line">Canst thou, when thou command'st the beggar's knee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Command the health of it? No, thou proud dream,</div>
                     <div class="line">That play'st so subtly with a king's repose;</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a king that find thee, and I know</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis not the balm, the sceptre and the ball,</div>
                     <div class="line">The sword, the mace, the crown imperial,</div>
                     <div class="line">The intertissued robe of gold and pearl,</div>
                     <div class="line">The farced title running 'fore the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp</div>
                     <div class="line">That beats upon the high shore of this world,</div>
                     <div class="line">No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not all these, laid in bed majestical,</div>
                     <div class="line">Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who with a body fill'd and vacant mind</div>
                     <div class="line">Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread;</div>
                     <div class="line">Never sees horrid night, the child of hell,</div>
                     <div class="line">But, like a lackey, from the rise to set</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweats in the eye of Phoebus and all night</div>
                     <div class="line">Sleeps in Elysium; next day after dawn,</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth rise and help Hyperion to his horse,</div>
                     <div class="line">And follows so the ever-running year,</div>
                     <div class="line">With profitable labour, to his grave:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, but for ceremony, such a wretch,</div>
                     <div class="line">Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">Had the fore-hand and vantage of a king.</div>
                     <div class="line">The slave, a member of the country's peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Enjoys it; but in gross brain little wots</div>
                     <div class="line">What watch the king keeps to maintain the peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose hours the peasant best advantages.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter ERPINGHAM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ERPINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, your nobles, jealous of your absence,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seek through your camp to find you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Good old knight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Collect them all together at my tent:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll be before thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ERPINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall do't, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">O God of battles! steel my soldiers' hearts;</div>
                     <div class="line">Possess them not with fear; take from them now</div>
                     <div class="line">The sense of reckoning, if the opposed numbers</div>
                     <div class="line">Pluck their hearts from them. Not to-day, O Lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">O, not to-day, think not upon the fault</div>
                     <div class="line">My father made in compassing the crown!</div>
                     <div class="line">I Richard's body have interred anew;</div>
                     <div class="line">And on it have bestow'd more contrite tears</div>
                     <div class="line">Than from it issued forced drops of blood:</div>
                     <div class="line">Five hundred poor I have in yearly pay,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who twice a-day their wither'd hands hold up</div>
                     <div class="line">Toward heaven, to pardon blood; and I have built</div>
                     <div class="line">Two chantries, where the sad and solemn priests</div>
                     <div class="line">Sing still for Richard's soul. More will I do;</div>
                     <div class="line">Though all that I can do is nothing worth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since that my penitence comes after all,</div>
                     <div class="line">Imploring pardon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">My brother Gloucester's voice? Ay;</div>
                     <div class="line">I know thy errand, I will go with thee:</div>
                     <div class="line">The day, my friends and all things stay for me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE II.  The French camp.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the DAUPHIN, ORLEANS, RAMBURES, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">The sun doth gild our armour; up, my lords!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Montez A cheval! My horse! varlet! laquais! ha!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">O brave spirit!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Via! les eaux et la terre.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">Rien puis? L'air et la feu.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Ciel, cousin Orleans.</div>
                     <p>Enter Constable</p>
                     <div class="line">Now, my lord constable!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark, how our steeds for present service neigh!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Mount them, and make incision in their hides,</div>
                     <div class="line">That their hot blood may spin in English eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dout them with superfluous courage, ha!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RAMBURES</div>
                     <div class="line">What, will you have them weep our horses' blood?</div>
                     <div class="line">How shall we, then, behold their natural tears?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">The English are embattled, you French peers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">To horse, you gallant princes! straight to horse!</div>
                     <div class="line">Do but behold yon poor and starved band,</div>
                     <div class="line">And your fair show shall suck away their souls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Leaving them but the shales and husks of men.</div>
                     <div class="line">There is not work enough for all our hands;</div>
                     <div class="line">Scarce blood enough in all their sickly veins</div>
                     <div class="line">To give each naked curtle-axe a stain,</div>
                     <div class="line">That our French gallants shall to-day draw out,</div>
                     <div class="line">And sheathe for lack of sport: let us but blow on them,</div>
                     <div class="line">The vapour of our valour will o'erturn them.</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis positive 'gainst all exceptions, lords,</div>
                     <div class="line">That our superfluous lackeys and our peasants,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who in unnecessary action swarm</div>
                     <div class="line">About our squares of battle, were enow</div>
                     <div class="line">To purge this field of such a hilding foe,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though we upon this mountain's basis by</div>
                     <div class="line">Took stand for idle speculation:</div>
                     <div class="line">But that our honours must not. What's to say?</div>
                     <div class="line">A very little little let us do.</div>
                     <div class="line">And all is done. Then let the trumpets sound</div>
                     <div class="line">The tucket sonance and the note to mount;</div>
                     <div class="line">For our approach shall so much dare the field</div>
                     <div class="line">That England shall couch down in fear and yield.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GRANDPRE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GRANDPRE</div>
                     <div class="line">Why do you stay so long, my lords of France?</div>
                     <div class="line">Yon island carrions, desperate of their bones,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ill-favouredly become the morning field:</div>
                     <div class="line">Their ragged curtains poorly are let loose,</div>
                     <div class="line">And our air shakes them passing scornfully:</div>
                     <div class="line">Big Mars seems bankrupt in their beggar'd host</div>
                     <div class="line">And faintly through a rusty beaver peeps:</div>
                     <div class="line">The horsemen sit like fixed candlesticks,</div>
                     <div class="line">With torch-staves in their hand; and their poor jades</div>
                     <div class="line">Lob down their heads, dropping the hides and hips,</div>
                     <div class="line">The gum down-roping from their pale-dead eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">And in their pale dull mouths the gimmal bit</div>
                     <div class="line">Lies foul with chew'd grass, still and motionless;</div>
                     <div class="line">And their executors, the knavish crows,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fly o'er them, all impatient for their hour.</div>
                     <div class="line">Description cannot suit itself in words</div>
                     <div class="line">To demonstrate the life of such a battle</div>
                     <div class="line">In life so lifeless as it shows itself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">They have said their prayers, and they stay for death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we go send them dinners and fresh suits</div>
                     <div class="line">And give their fasting horses provender,</div>
                     <div class="line">And after fight with them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">I stay but for my guidon: to the field!</div>
                     <div class="line">I will the banner from a trumpet take,</div>
                     <div class="line">And use it for my haste. Come, come, away!</div>
                     <div class="line">The sun is high, and we outwear the day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE III.  The English camp.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, with
all his host: SALISBURY and WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is the king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BEDFORD</div>
                     <div class="line">The king himself is rode to view their battle.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Of fighting men they have full three score thousand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">There's five to one; besides, they all are fresh.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SALISBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">God's arm strike with us! 'tis a fearful odds.</div>
                     <div class="line">God be wi' you, princes all; I'll to my charge:</div>
                     <div class="line">If we no more meet till we meet in heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, joyfully, my noble Lord of Bedford,</div>
                     <div class="line">My dear Lord Gloucester, and my good Lord Exeter,</div>
                     <div class="line">And my kind kinsman, warriors all, adieu!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BEDFORD</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, good Salisbury; and good luck go with thee!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, kind lord; fight valiantly to-day:</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it,</div>
                     <div class="line">For thou art framed of the firm truth of valour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit SALISBURY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BEDFORD</div>
                     <div class="line">He is full of valour as of kindness;</div>
                     <div class="line">Princely in both.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the KING</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">O that we now had here</div>
                     <div class="line">But one ten thousand of those men in England</div>
                     <div class="line">That do no work to-day!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">What's he that wishes so?</div>
                     <div class="line">My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin:</div>
                     <div class="line">If we are mark'd to die, we are enow</div>
                     <div class="line">To do our country loss; and if to live,</div>
                     <div class="line">The fewer men, the greater share of honour.</div>
                     <div class="line">God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.</div>
                     <div class="line">By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;</div>
                     <div class="line">It yearns me not if men my garments wear;</div>
                     <div class="line">Such outward things dwell not in my desires:</div>
                     <div class="line">But if it be a sin to covet honour,</div>
                     <div class="line">I am the most offending soul alive.</div>
                     <div class="line">No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England:</div>
                     <div class="line">God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour</div>
                     <div class="line">As one man more, methinks, would share from me</div>
                     <div class="line">For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!</div>
                     <div class="line">Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he which hath no stomach to this fight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him depart; his passport shall be made</div>
                     <div class="line">And crowns for convoy put into his purse:</div>
                     <div class="line">We would not die in that man's company</div>
                     <div class="line">That fears his fellowship to die with us.</div>
                     <div class="line">This day is called the feast of Crispian:</div>
                     <div class="line">He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,</div>
                     <div class="line">And rouse him at the name of Crispian.</div>
                     <div class="line">He that shall live this day, and see old age,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,</div>
                     <div class="line">And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:'</div>
                     <div class="line">Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.</div>
                     <div class="line">And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.'</div>
                     <div class="line">Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,</div>
                     <div class="line">But he'll remember with advantages</div>
                     <div class="line">What feats he did that day: then shall our names.</div>
                     <div class="line">Familiar in his mouth as household words</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,</div>
                     <div class="line">Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.</div>
                     <div class="line">This story shall the good man teach his son;</div>
                     <div class="line">And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,</div>
                     <div class="line">From this day to the ending of the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">But we in it shall be remember'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;</div>
                     <div class="line">For he to-day that sheds his blood with me</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,</div>
                     <div class="line">This day shall gentle his condition:</div>
                     <div class="line">And gentlemen in England now a-bed</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks</div>
                     <div class="line">That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter SALISBURY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SALISBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">My sovereign lord, bestow yourself with speed:</div>
                     <div class="line">The French are bravely in their battles set,</div>
                     <div class="line">And will with all expedience charge on us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">All things are ready, if our minds be so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Perish the man whose mind is backward now!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou dost not wish more help from England, coz?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">God's will! my liege, would you and I alone,</div>
                     <div class="line">Without more help, could fight this royal battle!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, now thou hast unwish'd five thousand men;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which likes me better than to wish us one.</div>
                     <div class="line">You know your places: God be with you all!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Tucket. Enter MONTJOY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">Once more I come to know of thee, King Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">If for thy ransom thou wilt now compound,</div>
                     <div class="line">Before thy most assured overthrow:</div>
                     <div class="line">For certainly thou art so near the gulf,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou needs must be englutted. Besides, in mercy,</div>
                     <div class="line">The constable desires thee thou wilt mind</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy followers of repentance; that their souls</div>
                     <div class="line">May make a peaceful and a sweet retire</div>
                     <div class="line">From off these fields, where, wretches, their poor bodies</div>
                     <div class="line">Must lie and fester.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Who hath sent thee now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">The Constable of France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, bear my former answer back:</div>
                     <div class="line">Bid them achieve me and then sell my bones.</div>
                     <div class="line">Good God! why should they mock poor fellows thus?</div>
                     <div class="line">The man that once did sell the lion's skin</div>
                     <div class="line">While the beast lived, was killed with hunting him.</div>
                     <div class="line">A many of our bodies shall no doubt</div>
                     <div class="line">Find native graves; upon the which, I trust,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall witness live in brass of this day's work:</div>
                     <div class="line">And those that leave their valiant bones in France,</div>
                     <div class="line">Dying like men, though buried in your dunghills,</div>
                     <div class="line">They shall be famed; for there the sun shall greet them,</div>
                     <div class="line">And draw their honours reeking up to heaven;</div>
                     <div class="line">Leaving their earthly parts to choke your clime,</div>
                     <div class="line">The smell whereof shall breed a plague in France.</div>
                     <div class="line">Mark then abounding valour in our English,</div>
                     <div class="line">That being dead, like to the bullet's grazing,</div>
                     <div class="line">Break out into a second course of mischief,</div>
                     <div class="line">Killing in relapse of mortality.</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me speak proudly: tell the constable</div>
                     <div class="line">We are but warriors for the working-day;</div>
                     <div class="line">Our gayness and our gilt are all besmirch'd</div>
                     <div class="line">With rainy marching in the painful field;</div>
                     <div class="line">There's not a piece of feather in our host--</div>
                     <div class="line">Good argument, I hope, we will not fly--</div>
                     <div class="line">And time hath worn us into slovenry:</div>
                     <div class="line">But, by the mass, our hearts are in the trim;</div>
                     <div class="line">And my poor soldiers tell me, yet ere night</div>
                     <div class="line">They'll be in fresher robes, or they will pluck</div>
                     <div class="line">The gay new coats o'er the French soldiers' heads</div>
                     <div class="line">And turn them out of service. If they do this,--</div>
                     <div class="line">As, if God please, they shall,--my ransom then</div>
                     <div class="line">Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy labour;</div>
                     <div class="line">Come thou no more for ransom, gentle herald:</div>
                     <div class="line">They shall have none, I swear, but these my joints;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which if they have as I will leave 'em them,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall yield them little, tell the constable.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall, King Harry. And so fare thee well:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou never shalt hear herald any more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear thou'lt once more come again for ransom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter YORK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, most humbly on my knee I beg</div>
                     <div class="line">The leading of the vaward.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Take it, brave York. Now, soldiers, march away:</div>
                     <div class="line">And how thou pleasest, God, dispose the day!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE IV.  The field of battle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum. Excursions. Enter PISTOL, French Soldier, and Boy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Yield, cur!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">Je pense que vous etes gentilhomme de bonne qualite.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Qualtitie calmie custure me! Art thou a gentleman?</div>
                     <div class="line">what is thy name? discuss.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">O Seigneur Dieu!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">O, Signieur Dew should be a gentleman:</div>
                     <div class="line">Perpend my words, O Signieur Dew, and mark;</div>
                     <div class="line">O Signieur Dew, thou diest on point of fox,</div>
                     <div class="line">Except, O signieur, thou do give to me</div>
                     <div class="line">Egregious ransom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">O, prenez misericorde! ayez pitie de moi!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Moy shall not serve; I will have forty moys;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat</div>
                     <div class="line">In drops of crimson blood.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">Est-il impossible d'echapper la force de ton bras?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Brass, cur!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou damned and luxurious mountain goat,</div>
                     <div class="line">Offer'st me brass?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">O pardonnez moi!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Say'st thou me so? is that a ton of moys?</div>
                     <div class="line">Come hither, boy: ask me this slave in French</div>
                     <div class="line">What is his name.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">Monsieur le Fer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">He says his name is Master Fer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Master Fer! I'll fer him, and firk him, and ferret</div>
                     <div class="line">him: discuss the same in French unto him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not know the French for fer, and ferret, and firk.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Bid him prepare; for I will cut his throat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">Que dit-il, monsieur?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Il me commande de vous dire que vous faites vous</div>
                     <div class="line">pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette</div>
                     <div class="line">heure de couper votre gorge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Owy, cuppele gorge, permafoy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Peasant, unless thou give me crowns, brave crowns;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or mangled shalt thou be by this my sword.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">O, je vous supplie, pour l'amour de Dieu, me</div>
                     <div class="line">pardonner! Je suis gentilhomme de bonne maison:</div>
                     <div class="line">gardez ma vie, et je vous donnerai deux cents ecus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">What are his words?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">He prays you to save his life: he is a gentleman of</div>
                     <div class="line">a good house; and for his ransom he will give you</div>
                     <div class="line">two hundred crowns.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him my fury shall abate, and I the crowns will take.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">Petit monsieur, que dit-il?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de pardonner</div>
                     <div class="line">aucun prisonnier, neanmoins, pour les ecus que vous</div>
                     <div class="line">l'avez promis, il est content de vous donner la</div>
                     <div class="line">liberte, le franchisement.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">French Soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">Sur mes genoux je vous donne mille remercimens; et</div>
                     <div class="line">je m'estime heureux que je suis tombe entre les</div>
                     <div class="line">mains d'un chevalier, je pense, le plus brave,</div>
                     <div class="line">vaillant, et tres distingue seigneur d'Angleterre.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Expound unto me, boy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">He gives you, upon his knees, a thousand thanks; and</div>
                     <div class="line">he esteems himself happy that he hath fallen into</div>
                     <div class="line">the hands of one, as he thinks, the most brave,</div>
                     <div class="line">valorous, and thrice-worthy signieur of England.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">As I suck blood, I will some mercy show.</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow me!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Suivez-vous le grand capitaine.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt PISTOL, and French Soldier</p>
                     <div class="line">I did never know so full a voice issue from so</div>
                     <div class="line">empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty</div>
                     <div class="line">vessel makes the greatest sound.' Bardolph and Nym</div>
                     <div class="line">had ten times more valour than this roaring devil i'</div>
                     <div class="line">the old play, that every one may pare his nails with</div>
                     <div class="line">a wooden dagger; and they are both hanged; and so</div>
                     <div class="line">would this be, if he durst steal any thing</div>
                     <div class="line">adventurously. I must stay with the lackeys, with</div>
                     <div class="line">the luggage of our camp: the French might have a</div>
                     <div class="line">good prey of us, if he knew of it; for there is</div>
                     <div class="line">none to guard it but boys.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.7">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>6. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Constable, ORLEANS, BOURBON, DAUPHIN, and RAMBURES</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">O diable!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">O seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all!</div>
                     <div class="line">Reproach and everlasting shame</div>
                     <div class="line">Sits mocking in our plumes. O merchante fortune!</div>
                     <div class="line">Do not run away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>A short alarum</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, all our ranks are broke.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAUPHIN</div>
                     <div class="line">O perdurable shame! let's stab ourselves.</div>
                     <div class="line">Be these the wretches that we play'd at dice for?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">Is this the king we sent to for his ransom?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOURBON</div>
                     <div class="line">Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame!</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us die in honour: once more back again;</div>
                     <div class="line">And he that will not follow Bourbon now,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him go hence, and with his cap in hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like a base pander, hold the chamber-door</div>
                     <div class="line">Whilst by a slave, no gentler than my dog,</div>
                     <div class="line">His fairest daughter is contaminated.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Constable</div>
                     <div class="line">Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, friend us now!</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us on heaps go offer up our lives.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ORLEANS</div>
                     <div class="line">We are enow yet living in the field</div>
                     <div class="line">To smother up the English in our throngs,</div>
                     <div class="line">If any order might be thought upon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOURBON</div>
                     <div class="line">The devil take order now! I'll to the throng:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let life be short; else shame will be too long.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.8">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>7. SCENE VI.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarums. Enter KING HENRY and forces, EXETER, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Well have we done, thrice valiant countrymen:</div>
                     <div class="line">But all's not done; yet keep the French the field.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">The Duke of York commends him to your majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Lives he, good uncle? thrice within this hour</div>
                     <div class="line">I saw him down; thrice up again and fighting;</div>
                     <div class="line">From helmet to the spur all blood he was.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">In which array, brave soldier, doth he lie,</div>
                     <div class="line">Larding the plain; and by his bloody side,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds,</div>
                     <div class="line">The noble Earl of Suffolk also lies.</div>
                     <div class="line">Suffolk first died: and York, all haggled over,</div>
                     <div class="line">Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteep'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">And takes him by the beard; kisses the gashes</div>
                     <div class="line">That bloodily did spawn upon his face;</div>
                     <div class="line">And cries aloud 'Tarry, dear cousin Suffolk!</div>
                     <div class="line">My soul shall thine keep company to heaven;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly abreast,</div>
                     <div class="line">As in this glorious and well-foughten field</div>
                     <div class="line">We kept together in our chivalry!'</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon these words I came and cheer'd him up:</div>
                     <div class="line">He smiled me in the face, raught me his hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, with a feeble gripe, says 'Dear my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Commend my service to me sovereign.'</div>
                     <div class="line">So did he turn and over Suffolk's neck</div>
                     <div class="line">He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so espoused to death, with blood he seal'd</div>
                     <div class="line">A testament of noble-ending love.</div>
                     <div class="line">The pretty and sweet manner of it forced</div>
                     <div class="line">Those waters from me which I would have stopp'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I had not so much of man in me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all my mother came into mine eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">And gave me up to tears.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I blame you not;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, hearing this, I must perforce compound</div>
                     <div class="line">With mistful eyes, or they will issue too.</div>
                     <p>Alarum</p>
                     <div class="line">But, hark! what new alarum is this same?</div>
                     <div class="line">The French have reinforced their scatter'd men:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then every soldier kill his prisoners:</div>
                     <div class="line">Give the word through.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.9">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>8. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Kill the poys and the luggage! 'tis expressly</div>
                     <div class="line">against the law of arms: 'tis as arrant a piece of</div>
                     <div class="line">knavery, mark you now, as can be offer't; in your</div>
                     <div class="line">conscience, now, is it not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis certain there's not a boy left alive; and the</div>
                     <div class="line">cowardly rascals that ran from the battle ha' done</div>
                     <div class="line">this slaughter: besides, they have burned and</div>
                     <div class="line">carried away all that was in the king's tent;</div>
                     <div class="line">wherefore the king, most worthily, hath caused every</div>
                     <div class="line">soldier to cut his prisoner's throat. O, 'tis a</div>
                     <div class="line">gallant king!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, he was porn at Monmouth, Captain Gower. What</div>
                     <div class="line">call you the town's name where Alexander the Pig was born!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Alexander the Great.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, I pray you, is not pig great? the pig, or the</div>
                     <div class="line">great, or the mighty, or the huge, or the</div>
                     <div class="line">magnanimous, are all one reckonings, save the phrase</div>
                     <div class="line">is a little variations.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I think Alexander the Great was born in Macedon; his</div>
                     <div class="line">father was called Philip of Macedon, as I take it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I think it is in Macedon where Alexander is porn. I</div>
                     <div class="line">tell you, captain, if you look in the maps of the</div>
                     <div class="line">'orld, I warrant you sall find, in the comparisons</div>
                     <div class="line">between Macedon and Monmouth, that the situations,</div>
                     <div class="line">look you, is both alike. There is a river in</div>
                     <div class="line">Macedon; and there is also moreover a river at</div>
                     <div class="line">Monmouth: it is called Wye at Monmouth; but it is</div>
                     <div class="line">out of my prains what is the name of the other</div>
                     <div class="line">river; but 'tis all one, 'tis alike as my fingers is</div>
                     <div class="line">to my fingers, and there is salmons in both. If you</div>
                     <div class="line">mark Alexander's life well, Harry of Monmouth's life</div>
                     <div class="line">is come after it indifferent well; for there is</div>
                     <div class="line">figures in all things. Alexander, God knows, and</div>
                     <div class="line">you know, in his rages, and his furies, and his</div>
                     <div class="line">wraths, and his cholers, and his moods, and his</div>
                     <div class="line">displeasures, and his indignations, and also being a</div>
                     <div class="line">little intoxicates in his prains, did, in his ales and</div>
                     <div class="line">his angers, look you, kill his best friend, Cleitus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Our king is not like him in that: he never killed</div>
                     <div class="line">any of his friends.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not well done, mark you now take the tales out</div>
                     <div class="line">of my mouth, ere it is made and finished. I speak</div>
                     <div class="line">but in the figures and comparisons of it: as</div>
                     <div class="line">Alexander killed his friend Cleitus, being in his</div>
                     <div class="line">ales and his cups; so also Harry Monmouth, being in</div>
                     <div class="line">his right wits and his good judgments, turned away</div>
                     <div class="line">the fat knight with the great belly-doublet: he</div>
                     <div class="line">was full of jests, and gipes, and knaveries, and</div>
                     <div class="line">mocks; I have forgot his name.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John Falstaff.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">That is he: I'll tell you there is good men porn at Monmouth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes his majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum. Enter KING HENRY, and forces; WARWICK,
GLOUCESTER, EXETER, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I was not angry since I came to France</div>
                     <div class="line">Until this instant. Take a trumpet, herald;</div>
                     <div class="line">Ride thou unto the horsemen on yon hill:</div>
                     <div class="line">If they will fight with us, bid them come down,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or void the field; they do offend our sight:</div>
                     <div class="line">If they'll do neither, we will come to them,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make them skirr away, as swift as stones</div>
                     <div class="line">Enforced from the old Assyrian slings:</div>
                     <div class="line">Besides, we'll cut the throats of those we have,</div>
                     <div class="line">And not a man of them that we shall take</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall taste our mercy. Go and tell them so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MONTJOY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes the herald of the French, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">His eyes are humbler than they used to be.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">How now! what means this, herald? know'st thou not</div>
                     <div class="line">That I have fined these bones of mine for ransom?</div>
                     <div class="line">Comest thou again for ransom?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, great king:</div>
                     <div class="line">I come to thee for charitable licence,</div>
                     <div class="line">That we may wander o'er this bloody field</div>
                     <div class="line">To look our dead, and then to bury them;</div>
                     <div class="line">To sort our nobles from our common men.</div>
                     <div class="line">For many of our princes--woe the while!--</div>
                     <div class="line">Lie drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbs</div>
                     <div class="line">In blood of princes; and their wounded steeds</div>
                     <div class="line">Fret fetlock deep in gore and with wild rage</div>
                     <div class="line">Yerk out their armed heels at their dead masters,</div>
                     <div class="line">Killing them twice. O, give us leave, great king,</div>
                     <div class="line">To view the field in safety and dispose</div>
                     <div class="line">Of their dead bodies!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I tell thee truly, herald,</div>
                     <div class="line">I know not if the day be ours or no;</div>
                     <div class="line">For yet a many of your horsemen peer</div>
                     <div class="line">And gallop o'er the field.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">The day is yours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Praised be God, and not our strength, for it!</div>
                     <div class="line">What is this castle call'd that stands hard by?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MONTJOY</div>
                     <div class="line">They call it Agincourt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Then call we this the field of Agincourt,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your</div>
                     <div class="line">majesty, and your great-uncle Edward the Plack</div>
                     <div class="line">Prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles,</div>
                     <div class="line">fought a most prave pattle here in France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">They did, Fluellen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty says very true: if your majesties is</div>
                     <div class="line">remembered of it, the Welshmen did good service in a</div>
                     <div class="line">garden where leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their</div>
                     <div class="line">Monmouth caps; which, your majesty know, to this</div>
                     <div class="line">hour is an honourable badge of the service; and I do</div>
                     <div class="line">believe your majesty takes no scorn to wear the leek</div>
                     <div class="line">upon Saint Tavy's day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I wear it for a memorable honour;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">All the water in Wye cannot wash your majesty's</div>
                     <div class="line">Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that:</div>
                     <div class="line">God pless it and preserve it, as long as it pleases</div>
                     <div class="line">his grace, and his majesty too!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Thanks, good my countryman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">By Jeshu, I am your majesty's countryman, I care not</div>
                     <div class="line">who know it; I will confess it to all the 'orld: I</div>
                     <div class="line">need not to be ashamed of your majesty, praised be</div>
                     <div class="line">God, so long as your majesty is an honest man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">God keep me so! Our heralds go with him:</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring me just notice of the numbers dead</div>
                     <div class="line">On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Points to WILLIAMS. Exeunt Heralds with Montjoy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Soldier, you must come to the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Soldier, why wearest thou that glove in thy cap?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">An't please your majesty, 'tis the gage of one that</div>
                     <div class="line">I should fight withal, if he be alive.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">An Englishman?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">An't please your majesty, a rascal that swaggered</div>
                     <div class="line">with me last night; who, if alive and ever dare to</div>
                     <div class="line">challenge this glove, I have sworn to take him a box</div>
                     <div class="line">o' th' ear: or if I can see my glove in his cap,</div>
                     <div class="line">which he swore, as he was a soldier, he would wear</div>
                     <div class="line">if alive, I will strike it out soundly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">What think you, Captain Fluellen? is it fit this</div>
                     <div class="line">soldier keep his oath?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">He is a craven and a villain else, an't please your</div>
                     <div class="line">majesty, in my conscience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">It may be his enemy is a gentleman of great sort,</div>
                     <div class="line">quite from the answer of his degree.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Though he be as good a gentleman as the devil is, as</div>
                     <div class="line">Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is necessary, look</div>
                     <div class="line">your grace, that he keep his vow and his oath: if</div>
                     <div class="line">he be perjured, see you now, his reputation is as</div>
                     <div class="line">arrant a villain and a Jacksauce, as ever his black</div>
                     <div class="line">shoe trod upon God's ground and his earth, in my</div>
                     <div class="line">conscience, la!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Then keep thy vow, sirrah, when thou meetest the fellow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">So I will, my liege, as I live.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Who servest thou under?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Under Captain Gower, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Gower is a good captain, and is good knowledge and</div>
                     <div class="line">literatured in the wars.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Call him hither to me, soldier.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">I will, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, Fluellen; wear thou this favour for me and</div>
                     <div class="line">stick it in thy cap: when Alencon and myself were</div>
                     <div class="line">down together, I plucked this glove from his helm:</div>
                     <div class="line">if any man challenge this, he is a friend to</div>
                     <div class="line">Alencon, and an enemy to our person; if thou</div>
                     <div class="line">encounter any such, apprehend him, an thou dost me love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Your grace doo's me as great honours as can be</div>
                     <div class="line">desired in the hearts of his subjects: I would fain</div>
                     <div class="line">see the man, that has but two legs, that shall find</div>
                     <div class="line">himself aggrieved at this glove; that is all; but I</div>
                     <div class="line">would fain see it once, an please God of his grace</div>
                     <div class="line">that I might see.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Knowest thou Gower?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">He is my dear friend, an please you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray thee, go seek him, and bring him to my tent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I will fetch him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Warwick, and my brother Gloucester,</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow Fluellen closely at the heels:</div>
                     <div class="line">The glove which I have given him for a favour</div>
                     <div class="line">May haply purchase him a box o' th' ear;</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the soldier's; I by bargain should</div>
                     <div class="line">Wear it myself. Follow, good cousin Warwick:</div>
                     <div class="line">If that the soldier strike him, as I judge</div>
                     <div class="line">By his blunt bearing he will keep his word,</div>
                     <div class="line">Some sudden mischief may arise of it;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I do know Fluellen valiant</div>
                     <div class="line">And, touched with choler, hot as gunpowder,</div>
                     <div class="line">And quickly will return an injury:</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow and see there be no harm between them.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go you with me, uncle of Exeter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.10">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>9. SCENE VIII.  Before KING HENRY'S pavilion.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GOWER and WILLIAMS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">I warrant it is to knight you, captain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FLUELLEN</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">God's will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech you</div>
                     <div class="line">now, come apace to the king: there is more good</div>
                     <div class="line">toward you peradventure than is in your knowledge to dream of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, know you this glove?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Know the glove! I know the glove is glove.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">I know this; and thus I challenge it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Strikes him</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">'Sblood! an arrant traitor as any is in the</div>
                     <div class="line">universal world, or in France, or in England!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, sir! you villain!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you think I'll be forsworn?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand away, Captain Gower; I will give treason his</div>
                     <div class="line">payment into ploughs, I warrant you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">I am no traitor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">That's a lie in thy throat. I charge you in his</div>
                     <div class="line">majesty's name, apprehend him: he's a friend of the</div>
                     <div class="line">Duke Alencon's.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, how now! what's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Warwick, here is--praised be God for it!</div>
                     <div class="line">--a most contagious treason come to light, look</div>
                     <div class="line">you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here is</div>
                     <div class="line">his majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY and EXETER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">How now! what's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that,</div>
                     <div class="line">look your grace, has struck the glove which your</div>
                     <div class="line">majesty is take out of the helmet of Alencon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of</div>
                     <div class="line">it; and he that I gave it to in change promised to</div>
                     <div class="line">wear it in his cap: I promised to strike him, if he</div>
                     <div class="line">did: I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I</div>
                     <div class="line">have been as good as my word.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty hear now, saving your majesty's</div>
                     <div class="line">manhood, what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy</div>
                     <div class="line">knave it is: I hope your majesty is pear me</div>
                     <div class="line">testimony and witness, and will avouchment, that</div>
                     <div class="line">this is the glove of Alencon, that your majesty is</div>
                     <div class="line">give me; in your conscience, now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me thy glove, soldier: look, here is the</div>
                     <div class="line">fellow of it.</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike;</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou hast given me most bitter terms.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it,</div>
                     <div class="line">if there is any martial law in the world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">How canst thou make me satisfaction?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">All offences, my lord, come from the heart: never</div>
                     <div class="line">came any from mine that might offend your majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">It was ourself thou didst abuse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty came not like yourself: you appeared to</div>
                     <div class="line">me but as a common man; witness the night, your</div>
                     <div class="line">garments, your lowliness; and what your highness</div>
                     <div class="line">suffered under that shape, I beseech you take it for</div>
                     <div class="line">your own fault and not mine: for had you been as I</div>
                     <div class="line">took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I</div>
                     <div class="line">beseech your highness, pardon me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,</div>
                     <div class="line">And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;</div>
                     <div class="line">And wear it for an honour in thy cap</div>
                     <div class="line">Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle</div>
                     <div class="line">enough in his belly. Hold, there is twelve pence</div>
                     <div class="line">for you; and I pray you to serve Got, and keep you</div>
                     <div class="line">out of prawls, and prabbles' and quarrels, and</div>
                     <div class="line">dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the better for you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WILLIAMS</div>
                     <div class="line">I will none of your money.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">It is with a good will; I can tell you, it will</div>
                     <div class="line">serve you to mend your shoes: come, wherefore should</div>
                     <div class="line">you be so pashful? your shoes is not so good: 'tis</div>
                     <div class="line">a good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter an English Herald</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, herald, are the dead number'd?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Herald</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is the number of the slaughter'd French.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">What prisoners of good sort are taken, uncle?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Charles Duke of Orleans, nephew to the king;</div>
                     <div class="line">John Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Bouciqualt:</div>
                     <div class="line">Of other lords and barons, knights and squires,</div>
                     <div class="line">Full fifteen hundred, besides common men.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">This note doth tell me of ten thousand French</div>
                     <div class="line">That in the field lie slain: of princes, in this number,</div>
                     <div class="line">And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead</div>
                     <div class="line">One hundred twenty six: added to these,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,</div>
                     <div class="line">Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights:</div>
                     <div class="line">So that, in these ten thousand they have lost,</div>
                     <div class="line">There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries;</div>
                     <div class="line">The rest are princes, barons, lords, knights, squires,</div>
                     <div class="line">And gentlemen of blood and quality.</div>
                     <div class="line">The names of those their nobles that lie dead:</div>
                     <div class="line">Charles Delabreth, high constable of France;</div>
                     <div class="line">Jaques of Chatillon, admiral of France;</div>
                     <div class="line">The master of the cross-bows, Lord Rambures;</div>
                     <div class="line">Great Master of France, the brave Sir Guichard Dolphin,</div>
                     <div class="line">John Duke of Alencon, Anthony Duke of Brabant,</div>
                     <div class="line">The brother of the Duke of Burgundy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Edward Duke of Bar: of lusty earls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Grandpre and Roussi, Fauconberg and Foix,</div>
                     <div class="line">Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here was a royal fellowship of death!</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is the number of our English dead?</div>
                     <p>Herald shews him another paper</p>
                     <div class="line">Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam, esquire:</div>
                     <div class="line">None else of name; and of all other men</div>
                     <div class="line">But five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here;</div>
                     <div class="line">And not to us, but to thy arm alone,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ascribe we all! When, without stratagem,</div>
                     <div class="line">But in plain shock and even play of battle,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was ever known so great and little loss</div>
                     <div class="line">On one part and on the other? Take it, God,</div>
                     <div class="line">For it is none but thine!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis wonderful!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, go we in procession to the village.</div>
                     <div class="line">And be it death proclaimed through our host</div>
                     <div class="line">To boast of this or take the praise from God</div>
                     <div class="line">Which is his only.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tell</div>
                     <div class="line">how many is killed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgement,</div>
                     <div class="line">That God fought for us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, my conscience, he did us great good.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Do we all holy rites;</div>
                     <div class="line">Let there be sung 'Non nobis' and 'Te Deum;'</div>
                     <div class="line">The dead with charity enclosed in clay:</div>
                     <div class="line">And then to Calais; and to England then:</div>
                     <div class="line">Where ne'er from France arrived more happy men.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.7">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 5. ACT V</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE I.  France. The English camp.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE II.  France. A royal palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. EPILOGUE</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. PROLOGUE.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Chorus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                     <div class="line">Vouchsafe to those that have not read the story,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I may prompt them: and of such as have,</div>
                     <div class="line">I humbly pray them to admit the excuse</div>
                     <div class="line">Of time, of numbers and due course of things,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which cannot in their huge and proper life</div>
                     <div class="line">Be here presented. Now we bear the king</div>
                     <div class="line">Toward Calais: grant him there; there seen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Heave him away upon your winged thoughts</div>
                     <div class="line">Athwart the sea. Behold, the English beach</div>
                     <div class="line">Pales in the flood with men, with wives and boys,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deep mouth'd sea,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which like a mighty whiffler 'fore the king</div>
                     <div class="line">Seems to prepare his way: so let him land,</div>
                     <div class="line">And solemnly see him set on to London.</div>
                     <div class="line">So swift a pace hath thought that even now</div>
                     <div class="line">You may imagine him upon Blackheath;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where that his lords desire him to have borne</div>
                     <div class="line">His bruised helmet and his bended sword</div>
                     <div class="line">Before him through the city: he forbids it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being free from vainness and self-glorious pride;</div>
                     <div class="line">Giving full trophy, signal and ostent</div>
                     <div class="line">Quite from himself to God. But now behold,</div>
                     <div class="line">In the quick forge and working-house of thought,</div>
                     <div class="line">How London doth pour out her citizens!</div>
                     <div class="line">The mayor and all his brethren in best sort,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like to the senators of the antique Rome,</div>
                     <div class="line">With the plebeians swarming at their heels,</div>
                     <div class="line">Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in:</div>
                     <div class="line">As, by a lower but loving likelihood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were now the general of our gracious empress,</div>
                     <div class="line">As in good time he may, from Ireland coming,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bringing rebellion broached on his sword,</div>
                     <div class="line">How many would the peaceful city quit,</div>
                     <div class="line">To welcome him! much more, and much more cause,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did they this Harry. Now in London place him;</div>
                     <div class="line">As yet the lamentation of the French</div>
                     <div class="line">Invites the King of England's stay at home;</div>
                     <div class="line">The emperor's coming in behalf of France,</div>
                     <div class="line">To order peace between them; and omit</div>
                     <div class="line">All the occurrences, whatever chanced,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till Harry's back-return again to France:</div>
                     <div class="line">There must we bring him; and myself have play'd</div>
                     <div class="line">The interim, by remembering you 'tis past.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then brook abridgment, and your eyes advance,</div>
                     <div class="line">After your thoughts, straight back again to France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE I.  France. The English camp.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, that's right; but why wear you your leek today?</div>
                     <div class="line">Saint Davy's day is past.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in</div>
                     <div class="line">all things: I will tell you, asse my friend,</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain Gower: the rascally, scald, beggarly,</div>
                     <div class="line">lousy, pragging knave, Pistol, which you and</div>
                     <div class="line">yourself and all the world know to be no petter</div>
                     <div class="line">than a fellow, look you now, of no merits, he is</div>
                     <div class="line">come to me and prings me pread and salt yesterday,</div>
                     <div class="line">look you, and bid me eat my leek: it was in place</div>
                     <div class="line">where I could not breed no contention with him; but</div>
                     <div class="line">I will be so bold as to wear it in my cap till I see</div>
                     <div class="line">him once again, and then I will tell him a little</div>
                     <div class="line">piece of my desires.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PISTOL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, here he comes, swelling like a turkey-cock.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis no matter for his swellings nor his</div>
                     <div class="line">turkey-cocks. God pless you, Aunchient Pistol! you</div>
                     <div class="line">scurvy, lousy knave, God pless you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha! art thou bedlam? dost thou thirst, base Trojan,</div>
                     <div class="line">To have me fold up Parca's fatal web?</div>
                     <div class="line">Hence! I am qualmish at the smell of leek.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I peseech you heartily, scurvy, lousy knave, at my</div>
                     <div class="line">desires, and my requests, and my petitions, to eat,</div>
                     <div class="line">look you, this leek: because, look you, you do not</div>
                     <div class="line">love it, nor your affections and your appetites and</div>
                     <div class="line">your digestions doo's not agree with it, I would</div>
                     <div class="line">desire you to eat it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Not for Cadwallader and all his goats.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">There is one goat for you.</div>
                     <p>Strikes him</p>
                     <div class="line">Will you be so good, scauld knave, as eat it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Base Trojan, thou shalt die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">You say very true, scauld knave, when God's will is:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will desire you to live in the mean time, and eat</div>
                     <div class="line">your victuals: come, there is sauce for it.</div>
                     <p>Strikes him</p>
                     <div class="line">You called me yesterday mountain-squire; but I will</div>
                     <div class="line">make you to-day a squire of low degree. I pray you,</div>
                     <div class="line">fall to: if you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Enough, captain: you have astonished him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">I say, I will make him eat some part of my leek, or</div>
                     <div class="line">I will peat his pate four days. Bite, I pray you; it</div>
                     <div class="line">is good for your green wound and your ploody coxcomb.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Must I bite?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, certainly, and out of doubt and out of question</div>
                     <div class="line">too, and ambiguities.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">By this leek, I will most horribly revenge: I eat</div>
                     <div class="line">and eat, I swear--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Eat, I pray you: will you have some more sauce to</div>
                     <div class="line">your leek? there is not enough leek to swear by.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Quiet thy cudgel; thou dost see I eat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Much good do you, scauld knave, heartily. Nay, pray</div>
                     <div class="line">you, throw none away; the skin is good for your</div>
                     <div class="line">broken coxcomb. When you take occasions to see leeks</div>
                     <div class="line">hereafter, I pray you, mock at 'em; that is all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Good.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, leeks is good: hold you, there is a groat to</div>
                     <div class="line">heal your pate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Me a groat!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, verily and in truth, you shall take it; or I</div>
                     <div class="line">have another leek in my pocket, which you shall eat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">I take thy groat in earnest of revenge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUELLEN</div>
                     <div class="line">If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in cudgels:</div>
                     <div class="line">you shall be a woodmonger, and buy nothing of me but</div>
                     <div class="line">cudgels. God b' wi' you, and keep you, and heal your pate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">All hell shall stir for this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, go; you are a counterfeit cowardly knave. Will</div>
                     <div class="line">you mock at an ancient tradition, begun upon an</div>
                     <div class="line">honourable respect, and worn as a memorable trophy of</div>
                     <div class="line">predeceased valour and dare not avouch in your deeds</div>
                     <div class="line">any of your words? I have seen you gleeking and</div>
                     <div class="line">galling at this gentleman twice or thrice. You</div>
                     <div class="line">thought, because he could not speak English in the</div>
                     <div class="line">native garb, he could not therefore handle an</div>
                     <div class="line">English cudgel: you find it otherwise; and</div>
                     <div class="line">henceforth let a Welsh correction teach you a good</div>
                     <div class="line">English condition. Fare ye well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth Fortune play the huswife with me now?</div>
                     <div class="line">News have I, that my Nell is dead i' the spital</div>
                     <div class="line">Of malady of France;</div>
                     <div class="line">And there my rendezvous is quite cut off.</div>
                     <div class="line">Old I do wax; and from my weary limbs</div>
                     <div class="line">Honour is cudgelled. Well, bawd I'll turn,</div>
                     <div class="line">And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand.</div>
                     <div class="line">To England will I steal, and there I'll steal:</div>
                     <div class="line">And patches will I get unto these cudgell'd scars,</div>
                     <div class="line">And swear I got them in the Gallia wars.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE II.  France. A royal palace.</h2>
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               <p>Enter, at one door KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD,
GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and other Lords;
at another, the FRENCH KING, QUEEN ISABEL, the
PRINCESS KATHARINE, ALICE and other Ladies; the
DUKE of BURGUNDY, and his train</p>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace to this meeting, wherefore we are met!</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto our brother France, and to our sister,</div>
                     <div class="line">Health and fair time of day; joy and good wishes</div>
                     <div class="line">To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, as a branch and member of this royalty,</div>
                     <div class="line">By whom this great assembly is contrived,</div>
                     <div class="line">We do salute you, Duke of Burgundy;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, princes French, and peers, health to you all!</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Right joyous are we to behold your face,</div>
                     <div class="line">Most worthy brother England; fairly met:</div>
                     <div class="line">So are you, princes English, every one.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ISABEL</div>
                     <div class="line">So happy be the issue, brother England,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this good day and of this gracious meeting,</div>
                     <div class="line">As we are now glad to behold your eyes;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your eyes, which hitherto have borne in them</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the French, that met them in their bent,</div>
                     <div class="line">The fatal balls of murdering basilisks:</div>
                     <div class="line">The venom of such looks, we fairly hope,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have lost their quality, and that this day</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall change all griefs and quarrels into love.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">To cry amen to that, thus we appear.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ISABEL</div>
                     <div class="line">You English princes all, I do salute you.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">My duty to you both, on equal love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Great Kings of France and England! That I have labour'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">With all my wits, my pains and strong endeavours,</div>
                     <div class="line">To bring your most imperial majesties</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto this bar and royal interview,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your mightiness on both parts best can witness.</div>
                     <div class="line">Since then my office hath so far prevail'd</div>
                     <div class="line">That, face to face and royal eye to eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">You have congreeted, let it not disgrace me,</div>
                     <div class="line">If I demand, before this royal view,</div>
                     <div class="line">What rub or what impediment there is,</div>
                     <div class="line">Why that the naked, poor and mangled Peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Dear nurse of arts and joyful births,</div>
                     <div class="line">Should not in this best garden of the world</div>
                     <div class="line">Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage?</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, she hath from France too long been chased,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps,</div>
                     <div class="line">Corrupting in its own fertility.</div>
                     <div class="line">Her vine, the merry cheerer of the heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unpruned dies; her hedges even-pleach'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like prisoners wildly overgrown with hair,</div>
                     <div class="line">Put forth disorder'd twigs; her fallow leas</div>
                     <div class="line">The darnel, hemlock and rank fumitory</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth root upon, while that the coulter rusts</div>
                     <div class="line">That should deracinate such savagery;</div>
                     <div class="line">The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth</div>
                     <div class="line">The freckled cowslip, burnet and green clover,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank,</div>
                     <div class="line">Conceives by idleness and nothing teems</div>
                     <div class="line">But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Losing both beauty and utility.</div>
                     <div class="line">And as our vineyards, fallows, meads and hedges,</div>
                     <div class="line">Defective in their natures, grow to wildness,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even so our houses and ourselves and children</div>
                     <div class="line">Have lost, or do not learn for want of time,</div>
                     <div class="line">The sciences that should become our country;</div>
                     <div class="line">But grow like savages,--as soldiers will</div>
                     <div class="line">That nothing do but meditate on blood,--</div>
                     <div class="line">To swearing and stern looks, diffused attire</div>
                     <div class="line">And every thing that seems unnatural.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which to reduce into our former favour</div>
                     <div class="line">You are assembled: and my speech entreats</div>
                     <div class="line">That I may know the let, why gentle Peace</div>
                     <div class="line">Should not expel these inconveniences</div>
                     <div class="line">And bless us with her former qualities.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">If, Duke of Burgundy, you would the peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose want gives growth to the imperfections</div>
                     <div class="line">Which you have cited, you must buy that peace</div>
                     <div class="line">With full accord to all our just demands;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose tenors and particular effects</div>
                     <div class="line">You have enscheduled briefly in your hands.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath heard them; to the which as yet</div>
                     <div class="line">There is no answer made.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Well then the peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which you before so urged, lies in his answer.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING OF FRANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">I have but with a cursorary eye</div>
                     <div class="line">O'erglanced the articles: pleaseth your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">To appoint some of your council presently</div>
                     <div class="line">To sit with us once more, with better heed</div>
                     <div class="line">To re-survey them, we will suddenly</div>
                     <div class="line">Pass our accept and peremptory answer.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Brother, we shall. Go, uncle Exeter,</div>
                     <div class="line">And brother Clarence, and you, brother Gloucester,</div>
                     <div class="line">Warwick and Huntingdon, go with the king;</div>
                     <div class="line">And take with you free power to ratify,</div>
                     <div class="line">Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall see advantageable for our dignity,</div>
                     <div class="line">Any thing in or out of our demands,</div>
                     <div class="line">And we'll consign thereto. Will you, fair sister,</div>
                     <div class="line">Go with the princes, or stay here with us?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ISABEL</div>
                     <div class="line">Our gracious brother, I will go with them:</div>
                     <div class="line">Haply a woman's voice may do some good,</div>
                     <div class="line">When articles too nicely urged be stood on.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet leave our cousin Katharine here with us:</div>
                     <div class="line">She is our capital demand, comprised</div>
                     <div class="line">Within the fore-rank of our articles.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ISABEL</div>
                     <div class="line">She hath good leave.</div>
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               <p>Exeunt all except HENRY, KATHARINE, and ALICE</p>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Fair Katharine, and most fair,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms</div>
                     <div class="line">Such as will enter at a lady's ear</div>
                     <div class="line">And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty shall mock at me; I cannot speak your England.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">O fair Katharine, if you will love me soundly with</div>
                     <div class="line">your French heart, I will be glad to hear you</div>
                     <div class="line">confess it brokenly with your English tongue. Do</div>
                     <div class="line">you like me, Kate?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Pardonnez-moi, I cannot tell vat is 'like me.'</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">An angel is like you, Kate, and you are like an angel.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Que dit-il? que je suis semblable a les anges?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Oui, vraiment, sauf votre grace, ainsi dit-il.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I said so, dear Katharine; and I must not blush to</div>
                     <div class="line">affirm it.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">O bon Dieu! les langues des hommes sont pleines de</div>
                     <div class="line">tromperies.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">What says she, fair one? that the tongues of men</div>
                     <div class="line">are full of deceits?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Oui, dat de tongues of de mans is be full of</div>
                     <div class="line">deceits: dat is de princess.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">The princess is the better Englishwoman. I' faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understanding: I am</div>
                     <div class="line">glad thou canst speak no better English; for, if</div>
                     <div class="line">thou couldst, thou wouldst find me such a plain king</div>
                     <div class="line">that thou wouldst think I had sold my farm to buy my</div>
                     <div class="line">crown. I know no ways to mince it in love, but</div>
                     <div class="line">directly to say 'I love you:' then if you urge me</div>
                     <div class="line">farther than to say 'do you in faith?' I wear out</div>
                     <div class="line">my suit. Give me your answer; i' faith, do: and so</div>
                     <div class="line">clap hands and a bargain: how say you, lady?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Sauf votre honneur, me understand vell.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, if you would put me to verses or to dance for</div>
                     <div class="line">your sake, Kate, why you undid me: for the one, I</div>
                     <div class="line">have neither words nor measure, and for the other, I</div>
                     <div class="line">have no strength in measure, yet a reasonable</div>
                     <div class="line">measure in strength. If I could win a lady at</div>
                     <div class="line">leap-frog, or by vaulting into my saddle with my</div>
                     <div class="line">armour on my back, under the correction of bragging</div>
                     <div class="line">be it spoken. I should quickly leap into a wife.</div>
                     <div class="line">Or if I might buffet for my love, or bound my horse</div>
                     <div class="line">for her favours, I could lay on like a butcher and</div>
                     <div class="line">sit like a jack-an-apes, never off. But, before God,</div>
                     <div class="line">Kate, I cannot look greenly nor gasp out my</div>
                     <div class="line">eloquence, nor I have no cunning in protestation;</div>
                     <div class="line">only downright oaths, which I never use till urged,</div>
                     <div class="line">nor never break for urging. If thou canst love a</div>
                     <div class="line">fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face is not worth</div>
                     <div class="line">sun-burning, that never looks in his glass for love</div>
                     <div class="line">of any thing he sees there, let thine eye be thy</div>
                     <div class="line">cook. I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou canst</div>
                     <div class="line">love me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee</div>
                     <div class="line">that I shall die, is true; but for thy love, by the</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord, no; yet I love thee too. And while thou</div>
                     <div class="line">livest, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and</div>
                     <div class="line">uncoined constancy; for he perforce must do thee</div>
                     <div class="line">right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other</div>
                     <div class="line">places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that</div>
                     <div class="line">can rhyme themselves into ladies' favours, they do</div>
                     <div class="line">always reason themselves out again. What! a</div>
                     <div class="line">speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. A</div>
                     <div class="line">good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a</div>
                     <div class="line">black beard will turn white; a curled pate will grow</div>
                     <div class="line">bald; a fair face will wither; a full eye will wax</div>
                     <div class="line">hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun and the</div>
                     <div class="line">moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon; for it</div>
                     <div class="line">shines bright and never changes, but keeps his</div>
                     <div class="line">course truly. If thou would have such a one, take</div>
                     <div class="line">me; and take me, take a soldier; take a soldier,</div>
                     <div class="line">take a king. And what sayest thou then to my love?</div>
                     <div class="line">speak, my fair, and fairly, I pray thee.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Is it possible dat I sould love de enemy of France?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No; it is not possible you should love the enemy of</div>
                     <div class="line">France, Kate: but, in loving me, you should love</div>
                     <div class="line">the friend of France; for I love France so well that</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not part with a village of it; I will have it</div>
                     <div class="line">all mine: and, Kate, when France is mine and I am</div>
                     <div class="line">yours, then yours is France and you are mine.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot tell vat is dat.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No, Kate? I will tell thee in French; which I am</div>
                     <div class="line">sure will hang upon my tongue like a new-married</div>
                     <div class="line">wife about her husband's neck, hardly to be shook</div>
                     <div class="line">off. Je quand sur le possession de France, et quand</div>
                     <div class="line">vous avez le possession de moi,--let me see, what</div>
                     <div class="line">then? Saint Denis be my speed!--donc votre est</div>
                     <div class="line">France et vous etes mienne. It is as easy for me,</div>
                     <div class="line">Kate, to conquer the kingdom as to speak so much</div>
                     <div class="line">more French: I shall never move thee in French,</div>
                     <div class="line">unless it be to laugh at me.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Sauf votre honneur, le Francois que vous parlez, il</div>
                     <div class="line">est meilleur que l'Anglois lequel je parle.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No, faith, is't not, Kate: but thy speaking of my</div>
                     <div class="line">tongue, and I thine, most truly-falsely, must needs</div>
                     <div class="line">be granted to be much at one. But, Kate, dost thou</div>
                     <div class="line">understand thus much English, canst thou love me?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot tell.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask</div>
                     <div class="line">them. Come, I know thou lovest me: and at night,</div>
                     <div class="line">when you come into your closet, you'll question this</div>
                     <div class="line">gentlewoman about me; and I know, Kate, you will to</div>
                     <div class="line">her dispraise those parts in me that you love with</div>
                     <div class="line">your heart: but, good Kate, mock me mercifully; the</div>
                     <div class="line">rather, gentle princess, because I love thee</div>
                     <div class="line">cruelly. If ever thou beest mine, Kate, as I have a</div>
                     <div class="line">saving faith within me tells me thou shalt, I get</div>
                     <div class="line">thee with scambling, and thou must therefore needs</div>
                     <div class="line">prove a good soldier-breeder: shall not thou and I,</div>
                     <div class="line">between Saint Denis and Saint George, compound a</div>
                     <div class="line">boy, half French, half English, that shall go to</div>
                     <div class="line">Constantinople and take the Turk by the beard?</div>
                     <div class="line">shall we not? what sayest thou, my fair</div>
                     <div class="line">flower-de-luce?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not know dat</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No; 'tis hereafter to know, but now to promise: do</div>
                     <div class="line">but now promise, Kate, you will endeavour for your</div>
                     <div class="line">French part of such a boy; and for my English moiety</div>
                     <div class="line">take the word of a king and a bachelor. How answer</div>
                     <div class="line">you, la plus belle Katharine du monde, mon tres cher</div>
                     <div class="line">et devin deesse?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majestee ave fausse French enough to deceive de</div>
                     <div class="line">most sage demoiselle dat is en France.</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, fie upon my false French! By mine honour, in</div>
                     <div class="line">true English, I love thee, Kate: by which honour I</div>
                     <div class="line">dare not swear thou lovest me; yet my blood begins to</div>
                     <div class="line">flatter me that thou dost, notwithstanding the poor</div>
                     <div class="line">and untempering effect of my visage. Now, beshrew</div>
                     <div class="line">my father's ambition! he was thinking of civil wars</div>
                     <div class="line">when he got me: therefore was I created with a</div>
                     <div class="line">stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that, when</div>
                     <div class="line">I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear:</div>
                     <div class="line">my comfort is, that old age, that ill layer up of</div>
                     <div class="line">beauty, can do no more, spoil upon my face: thou</div>
                     <div class="line">hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou</div>
                     <div class="line">shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better:</div>
                     <div class="line">and therefore tell me, most fair Katharine, will you</div>
                     <div class="line">have me? Put off your maiden blushes; avouch the</div>
                     <div class="line">thoughts of your heart with the looks of an empress;</div>
                     <div class="line">take me by the hand, and say 'Harry of England I am</div>
                     <div class="line">thine:' which word thou shalt no sooner bless mine</div>
                     <div class="line">ear withal, but I will tell thee aloud 'England is</div>
                     <div class="line">thine, Ireland is thine, France is thine, and Harry</div>
                     <div class="line">Plantagenet is thine;' who though I speak it before</div>
                     <div class="line">his face, if he be not fellow with the best king,</div>
                     <div class="line">thou shalt find the best king of good fellows.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, your answer in broken music; for thy voice is</div>
                     <div class="line">music and thy English broken; therefore, queen of</div>
                     <div class="line">all, Katharine, break thy mind to me in broken</div>
                     <div class="line">English; wilt thou have me?</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Dat is as it sall please de roi mon pere.</div>
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                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, it will please him well, Kate it shall please</div>
                     <div class="line">him, Kate.</div>
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               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Den it sall also content me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon that I kiss your hand, and I call you my queen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez: ma foi, je</div>
                     <div class="line">ne veux point que vous abaissiez votre grandeur en</div>
                     <div class="line">baisant la main d'une de votre seigeurie indigne</div>
                     <div class="line">serviteur; excusez-moi, je vous supplie, mon</div>
                     <div class="line">tres-puissant seigneur.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Then I will kiss your lips, Kate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KATHARINE</div>
                     <div class="line">Les dames et demoiselles pour etre baisees devant</div>
                     <div class="line">leur noces, il n'est pas la coutume de France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam my interpreter, what says she?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Dat it is not be de fashion pour les ladies of</div>
                     <div class="line">France,--I cannot tell vat is baiser en Anglish.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">To kiss.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty entendre bettre que moi.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not a fashion for the maids in France to kiss</div>
                     <div class="line">before they are married, would she say?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALICE</div>
                     <div class="line">Oui, vraiment.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">O Kate, nice customs curtsy to great kings. Dear</div>
                     <div class="line">Kate, you and I cannot be confined within the weak</div>
                     <div class="line">list of a country's fashion: we are the makers of</div>
                     <div class="line">manners, Kate; and the liberty that follows our</div>
                     <div class="line">places stops the mouth of all find-faults; as I will</div>
                     <div class="line">do yours, for upholding the nice fashion of your</div>
                     <div class="line">country in denying me a kiss: therefore, patiently</div>
                     <div class="line">and yielding.</div>
                     <p>Kissing her</p>
                     <div class="line">You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate: there is</div>
                     <div class="line">more eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in the</div>
                     <div class="line">tongues of the French council; and they should</div>
                     <div class="line">sooner persuade Harry of England than a general</div>
                     <div class="line">petition of monarchs. Here comes your father.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter the FRENCH KING and his QUEEN, BURGUNDY,
and other Lords</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">God save your majesty! my royal cousin, teach you</div>
                     <div class="line">our princess English?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I would have her learn, my fair cousin, how</div>
                     <div class="line">perfectly I love her; and that is good English.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">Is she not apt?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Our tongue is rough, coz, and my condition is not</div>
                     <div class="line">smooth; so that, having neither the voice nor the</div>
                     <div class="line">heart of flattery about me, I cannot so conjure up</div>
                     <div class="line">the spirit of love in her, that he will appear in</div>
                     <div class="line">his true likeness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">Pardon the frankness of my mirth, if I answer you</div>
                     <div class="line">for that. If you would conjure in her, you must</div>
                     <div class="line">make a circle; if conjure up love in her in his true</div>
                     <div class="line">likeness, he must appear naked and blind. Can you</div>
                     <div class="line">blame her then, being a maid yet rosed over with the</div>
                     <div class="line">virgin crimson of modesty, if she deny the</div>
                     <div class="line">appearance of a naked blind boy in her naked seeing</div>
                     <div class="line">self? It were, my lord, a hard condition for a maid</div>
                     <div class="line">to consign to.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet they do wink and yield, as love is blind and enforces.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">They are then excused, my lord, when they see not</div>
                     <div class="line">what they do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, good my lord, teach your cousin to consent winking.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">I will wink on her to consent, my lord, if you will</div>
                     <div class="line">teach her to know my meaning: for maids, well</div>
                     <div class="line">summered and warm kept, are like flies at</div>
                     <div class="line">Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they have their</div>
                     <div class="line">eyes; and then they will endure handling, which</div>
                     <div class="line">before would not abide looking on.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">This moral ties me over to time and a hot summer;</div>
                     <div class="line">and so I shall catch the fly, your cousin, in the</div>
                     <div class="line">latter end and she must be blind too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BURGUNDY</div>
                     <div class="line">As love is, my lord, before it loves.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">It is so: and you may, some of you, thank love for</div>
                     <div class="line">my blindness, who cannot see many a fair French city</div>
                     <div class="line">for one fair French maid that stands in my way.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRENCH KING</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, my lord, you see them perspectively, the cities</div>
                     <div class="line">turned into a maid; for they are all girdled with</div>
                     <div class="line">maiden walls that war hath never entered.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall Kate be my wife?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRENCH KING</div>
                     <div class="line">So please you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I am content; so the maiden cities you talk of may</div>
                     <div class="line">wait on her: so the maid that stood in the way for</div>
                     <div class="line">my wish shall show me the way to my will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRENCH KING</div>
                     <div class="line">We have consented to all terms of reason.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't so, my lords of England?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath granted every article:</div>
                     <div class="line">His daughter first, and then in sequel all,</div>
                     <div class="line">According to their firm proposed natures.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                     <div class="line">Only he hath not yet subscribed this:</div>
                     <div class="line">Where your majesty demands, that the King of France,</div>
                     <div class="line">having any occasion to write for matter of grant,</div>
                     <div class="line">shall name your highness in this form and with this</div>
                     <div class="line">addition in French, Notre trescher fils Henri, Roi</div>
                     <div class="line">d'Angleterre, Heritier de France; and thus in</div>
                     <div class="line">Latin, Praeclarissimus filius noster Henricus, Rex</div>
                     <div class="line">Angliae, et Haeres Franciae.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRENCH KING</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor this I have not, brother, so denied,</div>
                     <div class="line">But your request shall make me let it pass.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you then, in love and dear alliance,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let that one article rank with the rest;</div>
                     <div class="line">And thereupon give me your daughter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRENCH KING</div>
                     <div class="line">Take her, fair son, and from her blood raise up</div>
                     <div class="line">Issue to me; that the contending kingdoms</div>
                     <div class="line">Of France and England, whose very shores look pale</div>
                     <div class="line">With envy of each other's happiness,</div>
                     <div class="line">May cease their hatred, and this dear conjunction</div>
                     <div class="line">Plant neighbourhood and Christian-like accord</div>
                     <div class="line">In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance</div>
                     <div class="line">His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Amen!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, welcome, Kate: and bear me witness all,</div>
                     <div class="line">That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ISABEL</div>
                     <div class="line">God, the best maker of all marriages,</div>
                     <div class="line">Combine your hearts in one, your realms in one!</div>
                     <div class="line">As man and wife, being two, are one in love,</div>
                     <div class="line">So be there 'twixt your kingdoms such a spousal,</div>
                     <div class="line">That never may ill office, or fell jealousy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which troubles oft the bed of blessed marriage,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoms,</div>
                     <div class="line">To make divorce of their incorporate league;</div>
                     <div class="line">That English may as French, French Englishmen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Receive each other. God speak this Amen!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Amen!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">Prepare we for our marriage--on which day,</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the peers', for surety of our leagues.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then shall I swear to Kate, and you to me;</div>
                     <div class="line">And may our oaths well kept and prosperous be!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Sennet. Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. EPILOGUE</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Chorus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus far, with rough and all-unable pen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our bending author hath pursued the story,</div>
                     <div class="line">In little room confining mighty men,</div>
                     <div class="line">Mangling by starts the full course of their glory.</div>
                     <div class="line">Small time, but in that small most greatly lived</div>
                     <div class="line">This star of England: Fortune made his sword;</div>
                     <div class="line">By which the world's best garden be achieved,</div>
                     <div class="line">And of it left his son imperial lord.</div>
                     <div class="line">Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King</div>
                     <div class="line">Of France and England, did this king succeed;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose state so many had the managing,</div>
                     <div class="line">That they lost France and made his England bleed:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which oft our stage hath shown; and, for their sake,</div>
                     <div class="line">In your fair minds let this acceptance take.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
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            <h1>The Life of Henry the Fifth</h1>
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            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE I.  London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE II.  The same. The Presence chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE II.  Southampton. A council-chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE III.  London. Before a tavern.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.6">5. SCENE IV.  France. The KING'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE I.  France. Before Harfleur.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE II.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE III.  The same. Before the gates.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE IV.  The FRENCH KING's palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE V.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.8">7. SCENE VI.  The English camp in Picardy.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.9">8. SCENE VII.  The French camp, near Agincourt:</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE I.  The English camp at Agincourt.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE II.  The French camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE III.  The English camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.6">5. SCENE IV.  The field of battle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.7">6. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.8">7. SCENE VI.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.9">8. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.10">9. SCENE VIII.  Before KING HENRY'S pavilion.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. PROLOGUE.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE I.  France. The English camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE II.  France. A royal palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. EPILOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
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            <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
               <header class="preface-titlepage">
                  <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="content">
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">KING HENRY, the Fifth. </span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">DUKE OF GLOUCESTER</span>
                              <span class="personname">DUKE OF BEDFORD</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">brothers to the King.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUKE OF EXETER, uncle to the King. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUKE OF YORK, cousin to the King. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF SALISBURY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF WESTMORELAND</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF WARWICK</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">BISHOP OF CANTERBURY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">BISHOP OF ELY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF CAMBRIDGE</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LORD SCROOP</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR THOMAS GREY</span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">SIR THOMAS ERPINGHAM</span>
                              <span class="personname">GOWER</span>
                              <span class="personname">FLUELLEN</span>
                              <span class="personname">MACMORRIS</span>
                              <span class="personname">JAMY</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">Officers in King Henry's army.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">BATES</span>
                              <span class="personname">COURT</span>
                              <span class="personname">WILLIAMS</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">soldiers in the same.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">PISTOL</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">NYM</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">BARDOLPH</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Boy</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A Herald.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">CHARLES the Sixth, King of France. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LEWIS, the Dauphin. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUKE OF BURGUNDY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUKE OF ORLEANS</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUKE OF BOURBON</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">The Constable of France. </span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">RAMBURES</span>
                              <span class="personname">GRANDPRE</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">French Lords.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">GOVERNOR, of Harfleur.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">MONTJOY, a French Herald.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Ambassadors to the King of England.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">ISABEL, Queen of France. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">KATHARINE, daughter to Charles and Isabel.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">ALICE, a lady attending on her.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap formerly Mistress Quickly, and now married to Pistol.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, and Attendants. Chorus.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>SCENE  England; afterwards France.</p>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE I.  London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE II.  The same. The Presence chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. PROLOGUE</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter Chorus</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                              <div class="line">O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend</div>
                              <div class="line">The brightest heaven of invention,</div>
                              <div class="line">A kingdom for a stage, princes to act</div>
                              <div class="line">And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!</div>
                              <div class="line">Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,</div>
                              <div class="line">Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,</div>
                              <div class="line">Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire</div>
                              <div class="line">Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all,</div>
                              <div class="line">The flat unraised spirits that have dared</div>
                              <div class="line">On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth</div>
                              <div class="line">So great an object: can this cockpit hold</div>
                              <div class="line">The vasty fields of France? or may we cram</div>
                              <div class="line">Within this wooden O the very casques</div>
                              <div class="line">That did affright the air at Agincourt?</div>
                              <div class="line">O, pardon! since a crooked figure may</div>
                              <div class="line">Attest in little place a million;</div>
                              <div class="line">And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,</div>
                              <div class="line">On your imaginary forces work.</div>
                              <div class="line">Suppose within the girdle of these walls</div>
                              <div class="line">Are now confined two mighty monarchies,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose high upreared and abutting fronts</div>
                              <div class="line">The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:</div>
                              <div class="line">Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;</div>
                              <div class="line">Into a thousand parts divide on man,</div>
                              <div class="line">And make imaginary puissance;</div>
                              <div class="line">Think when we talk of horses, that you see them</div>
                              <div class="line">Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;</div>
                              <div class="line">For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,</div>
                              <div class="line">Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times,</div>
                              <div class="line">Turning the accomplishment of many years</div>
                              <div class="line">Into an hour-glass: for the which supply,</div>
                              <div class="line">Admit me Chorus to this history;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who prologue-like your humble patience pray,</div>
                              <div class="line">Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE I.  London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the BISHOP OF ELY</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, I'll tell you; that self bill is urged,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which in the eleventh year of the last king's reign</div>
                              <div class="line">Was like, and had indeed against us pass'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">But that the scambling and unquiet time</div>
                              <div class="line">Did push it out of farther question.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">But how, my lord, shall we resist it now?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">It must be thought on. If it pass against us,</div>
                              <div class="line">We lose the better half of our possession:</div>
                              <div class="line">For all the temporal lands which men devout</div>
                              <div class="line">By testament have given to the church</div>
                              <div class="line">Would they strip from us; being valued thus:</div>
                              <div class="line">As much as would maintain, to the king's honour,</div>
                              <div class="line">Full fifteen earls and fifteen hundred knights,</div>
                              <div class="line">Six thousand and two hundred good esquires;</div>
                              <div class="line">And, to relief of lazars and weak age,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of indigent faint souls past corporal toil.</div>
                              <div class="line">A hundred almshouses right well supplied;</div>
                              <div class="line">And to the coffers of the king beside,</div>
                              <div class="line">A thousand pounds by the year: thus runs the bill.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">This would drink deep.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">'Twould drink the cup and all.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">But what prevention?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">The king is full of grace and fair regard.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">And a true lover of the holy church.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">The courses of his youth promised it not.</div>
                              <div class="line">The breath no sooner left his father's body,</div>
                              <div class="line">But that his wildness, mortified in him,</div>
                              <div class="line">Seem'd to die too; yea, at that very moment</div>
                              <div class="line">Consideration, like an angel, came</div>
                              <div class="line">And whipp'd the offending Adam out of him,</div>
                              <div class="line">Leaving his body as a paradise,</div>
                              <div class="line">To envelop and contain celestial spirits.</div>
                              <div class="line">Never was such a sudden scholar made;</div>
                              <div class="line">Never came reformation in a flood,</div>
                              <div class="line">With such a heady currance, scouring faults</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor never Hydra-headed wilfulness</div>
                              <div class="line">So soon did lose his seat and all at once</div>
                              <div class="line">As in this king.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">We are blessed in the change.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear him but reason in divinity,</div>
                              <div class="line">And all-admiring with an inward wish</div>
                              <div class="line">You would desire the king were made a prelate:</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs,</div>
                              <div class="line">You would say it hath been all in all his study:</div>
                              <div class="line">List his discourse of war, and you shall hear</div>
                              <div class="line">A fearful battle render'd you in music:</div>
                              <div class="line">Turn him to any cause of policy,</div>
                              <div class="line">The Gordian knot of it he will unloose,</div>
                              <div class="line">Familiar as his garter: that, when he speaks,</div>
                              <div class="line">The air, a charter'd libertine, is still,</div>
                              <div class="line">And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears,</div>
                              <div class="line">To steal his sweet and honey'd sentences;</div>
                              <div class="line">So that the art and practic part of life</div>
                              <div class="line">Must be the mistress to this theoric:</div>
                              <div class="line">Which is a wonder how his grace should glean it,</div>
                              <div class="line">Since his addiction was to courses vain,</div>
                              <div class="line">His companies unletter'd, rude and shallow,</div>
                              <div class="line">His hours fill'd up with riots, banquets, sports,</div>
                              <div class="line">And never noted in him any study,</div>
                              <div class="line">Any retirement, any sequestration</div>
                              <div class="line">From open haunts and popularity.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">The strawberry grows underneath the nettle</div>
                              <div class="line">And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best</div>
                              <div class="line">Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality:</div>
                              <div class="line">And so the prince obscured his contemplation</div>
                              <div class="line">Under the veil of wildness; which, no doubt,</div>
                              <div class="line">Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night,</div>
                              <div class="line">Unseen, yet crescive in his faculty.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">It must be so; for miracles are ceased;</div>
                              <div class="line">And therefore we must needs admit the means</div>
                              <div class="line">How things are perfected.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">But, my good lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">How now for mitigation of this bill</div>
                              <div class="line">Urged by the commons? Doth his majesty</div>
                              <div class="line">Incline to it, or no?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">He seems indifferent,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or rather swaying more upon our part</div>
                              <div class="line">Than cherishing the exhibiters against us;</div>
                              <div class="line">For I have made an offer to his majesty,</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon our spiritual convocation</div>
                              <div class="line">And in regard of causes now in hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which I have open'd to his grace at large,</div>
                              <div class="line">As touching France, to give a greater sum</div>
                              <div class="line">Than ever at one time the clergy yet</div>
                              <div class="line">Did to his predecessors part withal.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">How did this offer seem received, my lord?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">With good acceptance of his majesty;</div>
                              <div class="line">Save that there was not time enough to hear,</div>
                              <div class="line">As I perceived his grace would fain have done,</div>
                              <div class="line">The severals and unhidden passages</div>
                              <div class="line">Of his true titles to some certain dukedoms</div>
                              <div class="line">And generally to the crown and seat of France</div>
                              <div class="line">Derived from Edward, his great-grandfather.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">What was the impediment that broke this off?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">The French ambassador upon that instant</div>
                              <div class="line">Craved audience; and the hour, I think, is come</div>
                              <div class="line">To give him hearing: is it four o'clock?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">It is.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">Then go we in, to know his embassy;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which I could with a ready guess declare,</div>
                              <div class="line">Before the Frenchman speak a word of it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll wait upon you, and I long to hear it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.4">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>3. SCENE II.  The same. The Presence chamber.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter KING HENRY V, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">Not here in presence.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Send for him, good uncle.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall we call in the ambassador, my liege?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Not yet, my cousin: we would be resolved,</div>
                              <div class="line">Before we hear him, of some things of weight</div>
                              <div class="line">That task our thoughts, concerning us and France.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the BISHOP of ELY</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">God and his angels guard your sacred throne</div>
                              <div class="line">And make you long become it!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Sure, we thank you.</div>
                              <div class="line">My learned lord, we pray you to proceed</div>
                              <div class="line">And justly and religiously unfold</div>
                              <div class="line">Why the law Salique that they have in France</div>
                              <div class="line">Or should, or should not, bar us in our claim:</div>
                              <div class="line">And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or nicely charge your understanding soul</div>
                              <div class="line">With opening titles miscreate, whose right</div>
                              <div class="line">Suits not in native colours with the truth;</div>
                              <div class="line">For God doth know how many now in health</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall drop their blood in approbation</div>
                              <div class="line">Of what your reverence shall incite us to.</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore take heed how you impawn our person,</div>
                              <div class="line">How you awake our sleeping sword of war:</div>
                              <div class="line">We charge you, in the name of God, take heed;</div>
                              <div class="line">For never two such kingdoms did contend</div>
                              <div class="line">Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless drops</div>
                              <div class="line">Are every one a woe, a sore complaint</div>
                              <div class="line">'Gainst him whose wrong gives edge unto the swords</div>
                              <div class="line">That make such waste in brief mortality.</div>
                              <div class="line">Under this conjuration, speak, my lord;</div>
                              <div class="line">For we will hear, note and believe in heart</div>
                              <div class="line">That what you speak is in your conscience wash'd</div>
                              <div class="line">As pure as sin with baptism.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">Then hear me, gracious sovereign, and you peers,</div>
                              <div class="line">That owe yourselves, your lives and services</div>
                              <div class="line">To this imperial throne. There is no bar</div>
                              <div class="line">To make against your highness' claim to France</div>
                              <div class="line">But this, which they produce from Pharamond,</div>
                              <div class="line">'In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant:'</div>
                              <div class="line">'No woman shall succeed in Salique land:'</div>
                              <div class="line">Which Salique land the French unjustly gloze</div>
                              <div class="line">To be the realm of France, and Pharamond</div>
                              <div class="line">The founder of this law and female bar.</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet their own authors faithfully affirm</div>
                              <div class="line">That the land Salique is in Germany,</div>
                              <div class="line">Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe;</div>
                              <div class="line">Where Charles the Great, having subdued the Saxons,</div>
                              <div class="line">There left behind and settled certain French;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who, holding in disdain the German women</div>
                              <div class="line">For some dishonest manners of their life,</div>
                              <div class="line">Establish'd then this law; to wit, no female</div>
                              <div class="line">Should be inheritrix in Salique land:</div>
                              <div class="line">Which Salique, as I said, 'twixt Elbe and Sala,</div>
                              <div class="line">Is at this day in Germany call'd Meisen.</div>
                              <div class="line">Then doth it well appear that Salique law</div>
                              <div class="line">Was not devised for the realm of France:</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor did the French possess the Salique land</div>
                              <div class="line">Until four hundred one and twenty years</div>
                              <div class="line">After defunction of King Pharamond,</div>
                              <div class="line">Idly supposed the founder of this law;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who died within the year of our redemption</div>
                              <div class="line">Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the Great</div>
                              <div class="line">Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French</div>
                              <div class="line">Beyond the river Sala, in the year</div>
                              <div class="line">Eight hundred five. Besides, their writers say,</div>
                              <div class="line">King Pepin, which deposed Childeric,</div>
                              <div class="line">Did, as heir general, being descended</div>
                              <div class="line">Of Blithild, which was daughter to King Clothair,</div>
                              <div class="line">Make claim and title to the crown of France.</div>
                              <div class="line">Hugh Capet also, who usurped the crown</div>
                              <div class="line">Of Charles the duke of Lorraine, sole heir male</div>
                              <div class="line">Of the true line and stock of Charles the Great,</div>
                              <div class="line">To find his title with some shows of truth,</div>
                              <div class="line">'Through, in pure truth, it was corrupt and naught,</div>
                              <div class="line">Convey'd himself as heir to the Lady Lingare,</div>
                              <div class="line">Daughter to Charlemain, who was the son</div>
                              <div class="line">To Lewis the emperor, and Lewis the son</div>
                              <div class="line">Of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the Tenth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who was sole heir to the usurper Capet,</div>
                              <div class="line">Could not keep quiet in his conscience,</div>
                              <div class="line">Wearing the crown of France, till satisfied</div>
                              <div class="line">That fair Queen Isabel, his grandmother,</div>
                              <div class="line">Was lineal of the Lady Ermengare,</div>
                              <div class="line">Daughter to Charles the foresaid duke of Lorraine:</div>
                              <div class="line">By the which marriage the line of Charles the Great</div>
                              <div class="line">Was re-united to the crown of France.</div>
                              <div class="line">So that, as clear as is the summer's sun.</div>
                              <div class="line">King Pepin's title and Hugh Capet's claim,</div>
                              <div class="line">King Lewis his satisfaction, all appear</div>
                              <div class="line">To hold in right and title of the female:</div>
                              <div class="line">So do the kings of France unto this day;</div>
                              <div class="line">Howbeit they would hold up this Salique law</div>
                              <div class="line">To bar your highness claiming from the female,</div>
                              <div class="line">And rather choose to hide them in a net</div>
                              <div class="line">Than amply to imbar their crooked titles</div>
                              <div class="line">Usurp'd from you and your progenitors.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">May I with right and conscience make this claim?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">The sin upon my head, dread sovereign!</div>
                              <div class="line">For in the book of Numbers is it writ,</div>
                              <div class="line">When the man dies, let the inheritance</div>
                              <div class="line">Descend unto the daughter. Gracious lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand for your own; unwind your bloody flag;</div>
                              <div class="line">Look back into your mighty ancestors:</div>
                              <div class="line">Go, my dread lord, to your great-grandsire's tomb,</div>
                              <div class="line">From whom you claim; invoke his warlike spirit,</div>
                              <div class="line">And your great-uncle's, Edward the Black Prince,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who on the French ground play'd a tragedy,</div>
                              <div class="line">Making defeat on the full power of France,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whiles his most mighty father on a hill</div>
                              <div class="line">Stood smiling to behold his lion's whelp</div>
                              <div class="line">Forage in blood of French nobility.</div>
                              <div class="line">O noble English. that could entertain</div>
                              <div class="line">With half their forces the full Pride of France</div>
                              <div class="line">And let another half stand laughing by,</div>
                              <div class="line">All out of work and cold for action!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ELY</div>
                              <div class="line">Awake remembrance of these valiant dead</div>
                              <div class="line">And with your puissant arm renew their feats:</div>
                              <div class="line">You are their heir; you sit upon their throne;</div>
                              <div class="line">The blood and courage that renowned them</div>
                              <div class="line">Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege</div>
                              <div class="line">Is in the very May-morn of his youth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth</div>
                              <div class="line">Do all expect that you should rouse yourself,</div>
                              <div class="line">As did the former lions of your blood.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">They know your grace hath cause and means and might;</div>
                              <div class="line">So hath your highness; never king of England</div>
                              <div class="line">Had nobles richer and more loyal subjects,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England</div>
                              <div class="line">And lie pavilion'd in the fields of France.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">O, let their bodies follow, my dear liege,</div>
                              <div class="line">With blood and sword and fire to win your right;</div>
                              <div class="line">In aid whereof we of the spiritualty</div>
                              <div class="line">Will raise your highness such a mighty sum</div>
                              <div class="line">As never did the clergy at one time</div>
                              <div class="line">Bring in to any of your ancestors.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">We must not only arm to invade the French,</div>
                              <div class="line">But lay down our proportions to defend</div>
                              <div class="line">Against the Scot, who will make road upon us</div>
                              <div class="line">With all advantages.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">They of those marches, gracious sovereign,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall be a wall sufficient to defend</div>
                              <div class="line">Our inland from the pilfering borderers.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">We do not mean the coursing snatchers only,</div>
                              <div class="line">But fear the main intendment of the Scot,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who hath been still a giddy neighbour to us;</div>
                              <div class="line">For you shall read that my great-grandfather</div>
                              <div class="line">Never went with his forces into France</div>
                              <div class="line">But that the Scot on his unfurnish'd kingdom</div>
                              <div class="line">Came pouring, like the tide into a breach,</div>
                              <div class="line">With ample and brim fulness of his force,</div>
                              <div class="line">Galling the gleaned land with hot assays,</div>
                              <div class="line">Girding with grievous siege castles and towns;</div>
                              <div class="line">That England, being empty of defence,</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath shook and trembled at the ill neighbourhood.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">She hath been then more fear'd than harm'd, my liege;</div>
                              <div class="line">For hear her but exampled by herself:</div>
                              <div class="line">When all her chivalry hath been in France</div>
                              <div class="line">And she a mourning widow of her nobles,</div>
                              <div class="line">She hath herself not only well defended</div>
                              <div class="line">But taken and impounded as a stray</div>
                              <div class="line">The King of Scots; whom she did send to France,</div>
                              <div class="line">To fill King Edward's fame with prisoner kings</div>
                              <div class="line">And make her chronicle as rich with praise</div>
                              <div class="line">As is the ooze and bottom of the sea</div>
                              <div class="line">With sunken wreck and sunless treasuries.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">But there's a saying very old and true,</div>
                              <div class="line">'If that you will France win,</div>
                              <div class="line">Then with Scotland first begin:'</div>
                              <div class="line">For once the eagle England being in prey,</div>
                              <div class="line">To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot</div>
                              <div class="line">Comes sneaking and so sucks her princely eggs,</div>
                              <div class="line">Playing the mouse in absence of the cat,</div>
                              <div class="line">To tear and havoc more than she can eat.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">It follows then the cat must stay at home:</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet that is but a crush'd necessity,</div>
                              <div class="line">Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries,</div>
                              <div class="line">And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves.</div>
                              <div class="line">While that the armed hand doth fight abroad,</div>
                              <div class="line">The advised head defends itself at home;</div>
                              <div class="line">For government, though high and low and lower,</div>
                              <div class="line">Put into parts, doth keep in one consent,</div>
                              <div class="line">Congreeing in a full and natural close,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like music.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CANTERBURY</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore doth heaven divide</div>
                              <div class="line">The state of man in divers functions,</div>
                              <div class="line">Setting endeavour in continual motion;</div>
                              <div class="line">To which is fixed, as an aim or butt,</div>
                              <div class="line">Obedience: for so work the honey-bees,</div>
                              <div class="line">Creatures that by a rule in nature teach</div>
                              <div class="line">The act of order to a peopled kingdom.</div>
                              <div class="line">They have a king and officers of sorts;</div>
                              <div class="line">Where some, like magistrates, correct at home,</div>
                              <div class="line">Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad,</div>
                              <div class="line">Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings,</div>
                              <div class="line">Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which pillage they with merry march bring home</div>
                              <div class="line">To the tent-royal of their emperor;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who, busied in his majesty, surveys</div>
                              <div class="line">The singing masons building roofs of gold,</div>
                              <div class="line">The civil citizens kneading up the honey,</div>
                              <div class="line">The poor mechanic porters crowding in</div>
                              <div class="line">Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate,</div>
                              <div class="line">The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,</div>
                              <div class="line">Delivering o'er to executors pale</div>
                              <div class="line">The lazy yawning drone. I this infer,</div>
                              <div class="line">That many things, having full reference</div>
                              <div class="line">To one consent, may work contrariously:</div>
                              <div class="line">As many arrows, loosed several ways,</div>
                              <div class="line">Come to one mark; as many ways meet in one town;</div>
                              <div class="line">As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea;</div>
                              <div class="line">As many lines close in the dial's centre;</div>
                              <div class="line">So may a thousand actions, once afoot.</div>
                              <div class="line">End in one purpose, and be all well borne</div>
                              <div class="line">Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege.</div>
                              <div class="line">Divide your happy England into four;</div>
                              <div class="line">Whereof take you one quarter into France,</div>
                              <div class="line">And you withal shall make all Gallia shake.</div>
                              <div class="line">If we, with thrice such powers left at home,</div>
                              <div class="line">Cannot defend our own doors from the dog,</div>
                              <div class="line">Let us be worried and our nation lose</div>
                              <div class="line">The name of hardiness and policy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Call in the messengers sent from the Dauphin.</div>
                              <p>Exeunt some Attendants</p>
                              <div class="line">Now are we well resolved; and, by God's help,</div>
                              <div class="line">And yours, the noble sinews of our power,</div>
                              <div class="line">France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or break it all to pieces: or there we'll sit,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ruling in large and ample empery</div>
                              <div class="line">O'er France and all her almost kingly dukedoms,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn,</div>
                              <div class="line">Tombless, with no remembrance over them:</div>
                              <div class="line">Either our history shall with full mouth</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak freely of our acts, or else our grave,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless mouth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not worshipp'd with a waxen epitaph.</div>
                              <p>Enter Ambassadors of France</p>
                              <div class="line">Now are we well prepared to know the pleasure</div>
                              <div class="line">Of our fair cousin Dauphin; for we hear</div>
                              <div class="line">Your greeting is from him, not from the king.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Ambassador</div>
                              <div class="line">May't please your majesty to give us leave</div>
                              <div class="line">Freely to render what we have in charge;</div>
                              <div class="line">Or shall we sparingly show you far off</div>
                              <div class="line">The Dauphin's meaning and our embassy?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">We are no tyrant, but a Christian king;</div>
                              <div class="line">Unto whose grace our passion is as subject</div>
                              <div class="line">As are our wretches fetter'd in our prisons:</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore with frank and with uncurbed plainness</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell us the Dauphin's mind.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Ambassador</div>
                              <div class="line">Thus, then, in few.</div>
                              <div class="line">Your highness, lately sending into France,</div>
                              <div class="line">Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right</div>
                              <div class="line">Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Third.</div>
                              <div class="line">In answer of which claim, the prince our master</div>
                              <div class="line">Says that you savour too much of your youth,</div>
                              <div class="line">And bids you be advised there's nought in France</div>
                              <div class="line">That can be with a nimble galliard won;</div>
                              <div class="line">You cannot revel into dukedoms there.</div>
                              <div class="line">He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit,</div>
                              <div class="line">This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this,</div>
                              <div class="line">Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">What treasure, uncle?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">Tennis-balls, my liege.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;</div>
                              <div class="line">His present and your pains we thank you for:</div>
                              <div class="line">When we have march'd our rackets to these balls,</div>
                              <div class="line">We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard.</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell him he hath made a match with such a wrangler</div>
                              <div class="line">That all the courts of France will be disturb'd</div>
                              <div class="line">With chaces. And we understand him well,</div>
                              <div class="line">How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not measuring what use we made of them.</div>
                              <div class="line">We never valued this poor seat of England;</div>
                              <div class="line">And therefore, living hence, did give ourself</div>
                              <div class="line">To barbarous licence; as 'tis ever common</div>
                              <div class="line">That men are merriest when they are from home.</div>
                              <div class="line">But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state,</div>
                              <div class="line">Be like a king and show my sail of greatness</div>
                              <div class="line">When I do rouse me in my throne of France:</div>
                              <div class="line">For that I have laid by my majesty</div>
                              <div class="line">And plodded like a man for working-days,</div>
                              <div class="line">But I will rise there with so full a glory</div>
                              <div class="line">That I will dazzle all the eyes of France,</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us.</div>
                              <div class="line">And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his soul</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance</div>
                              <div class="line">That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands;</div>
                              <div class="line">Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;</div>
                              <div class="line">And some are yet ungotten and unborn</div>
                              <div class="line">That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn.</div>
                              <div class="line">But this lies all within the will of God,</div>
                              <div class="line">To whom I do appeal; and in whose name</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell you the Dauphin I am coming on,</div>
                              <div class="line">To venge me as I may and to put forth</div>
                              <div class="line">My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause.</div>
                              <div class="line">So get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin</div>
                              <div class="line">His jest will savour but of shallow wit,</div>
                              <div class="line">When thousands weep more than did laugh at it.</div>
                              <div class="line">Convey them with safe conduct. Fare you well.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt Ambassadors</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">This was a merry message.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">We hope to make the sender blush at it.</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour</div>
                              <div class="line">That may give furtherance to our expedition;</div>
                              <div class="line">For we have now no thought in us but France,</div>
                              <div class="line">Save those to God, that run before our business.</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore let our proportions for these wars</div>
                              <div class="line">Be soon collected and all things thought upon</div>
                              <div class="line">That may with reasonable swiftness add</div>
                              <div class="line">More feathers to our wings; for, God before,</div>
                              <div class="line">We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door.</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore let every man now task his thought,</div>
                              <div class="line">That this fair action may on foot be brought.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt. Flourish</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. PROLOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE II.  Southampton. A council-chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE III.  London. Before a tavern.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.6">5. SCENE IV.  France. The KING'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. PROLOGUE</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter Chorus</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chorus</div>
                              <div class="line">Now all the youth of England are on fire,</div>
                              <div class="line">And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies:</div>
                              <div class="line">Now thrive the armourers, and honour's thought</div>
                              <div class="line">Reigns solely in the breast of every man:</div>
                              <div class="line">They sell the pasture now to buy the horse,</div>
                              <div class="line">Following the mirror of all Christian kings,</div>
                              <div class="line">With winged heels, as English Mercuries.</div>
                              <div class="line">For now sits Expectation in the air,</div>
                              <div class="line">And hides a sword from hilts unto the point</div>
                              <div class="line">With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets,</div>
                              <div class="line">Promised to Harry and his followers.</div>
                              <div class="line">The French, advised by good intelligence</div>
                              <div class="line">Of this most dreadful preparation,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shake in their fear and with pale policy</div>
                              <div class="line">Seek to divert the English purposes.</div>
                              <div class="line">O England! model to thy inward greatness,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like little body with a mighty heart,</div>
                              <div class="line">What mightst thou do, that honour would thee do,</div>
                              <div class="line">Were all thy children kind and natural!</div>
                              <div class="line">But see thy fault! France hath in thee found out</div>
                              <div class="line">A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills</div>
                              <div class="line">With treacherous crowns; and three corrupted men,</div>
                              <div class="line">One, Richard Earl of Cambridge, and the second,</div>
                              <div class="line">Henry Lord Scroop of Masham, and the third,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland,</div>
                              <div class="line">Have, for the gilt of France,--O guilt indeed!</div>
                              <div class="line">Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France;</div>
                              <div class="line">And by their hands this grace of kings must die,</div>
                              <div class="line">If hell and treason hold their promises,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton.</div>
                              <div class="line">Linger your patience on; and we'll digest</div>
                              <div class="line">The abuse of distance; force a play:</div>
                              <div class="line">The sum is paid; the traitors are agreed;</div>
                              <div class="line">The king is set from London; and the scene</div>
                              <div class="line">Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton;</div>
                              <div class="line">There is the playhouse now, there must you sit:</div>
                              <div class="line">And thence to France shall we convey you safe,</div>
                              <div class="line">And bring you back, charming the narrow seas</div>
                              <div class="line">To give you gentle pass; for, if we may,</div>
                              <div class="line">We'll not offend one stomach with our play.</div>
                              <div class="line">But, till the king come forth, and not till then,</div>
                              <div class="line">Unto Southampton do we shift our scene.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE I.  London. A street.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter Corporal NYM and Lieutenant BARDOLPH</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Well met, Corporal Nym.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">What, are Ancient Pistol and you friends yet?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">For my part, I care not: I say little; but when</div>
                              <div class="line">time shall serve, there shall be smiles; but that</div>
                              <div class="line">shall be as it may. I dare not fight; but I will</div>
                              <div class="line">wink and hold out mine iron: it is a simple one; but</div>
                              <div class="line">what though? it will toast cheese, and it will</div>
                              <div class="line">endure cold as another man's sword will: and</div>
                              <div class="line">there's an end.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">I will bestow a breakfast to make you friends; and</div>
                              <div class="line">we'll be all three sworn brothers to France: let it</div>
                              <div class="line">be so, good Corporal Nym.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">Faith, I will live so long as I may, that's the</div>
                              <div class="line">certain of it; and when I cannot live any longer, I</div>
                              <div class="line">will do as I may: that is my rest, that is the</div>
                              <div class="line">rendezvous of it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">It is certain, corporal, that he is married to Nell</div>
                              <div class="line">Quickly: and certainly she did you wrong; for you</div>
                              <div class="line">were troth-plight to her.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">I cannot tell: things must be as they may: men may</div>
                              <div class="line">sleep, and they may have their throats about them at</div>
                              <div class="line">that time; and some say knives have edges. It must</div>
                              <div class="line">be as it may: though patience be a tired mare, yet</div>
                              <div class="line">she will plod. There must be conclusions. Well, I</div>
                              <div class="line">cannot tell.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter PISTOL and Hostess</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Here comes Ancient Pistol and his wife: good</div>
                              <div class="line">corporal, be patient here. How now, mine host Pistol!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">Base tike, call'st thou me host? Now, by this hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">I swear, I scorn the term; Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">No, by my troth, not long; for we cannot lodge and</div>
                              <div class="line">board a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen that live</div>
                              <div class="line">honestly by the prick of their needles, but it will</div>
                              <div class="line">be thought we keep a bawdy house straight.</div>
                              <p>NYM and PISTOL draw</p>
                              <div class="line">O well a day, Lady, if he be not drawn now! we</div>
                              <div class="line">shall see wilful adultery and murder committed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Good lieutenant! good corporal! offer nothing here.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">Pish!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">Pish for thee, Iceland dog! thou prick-ear'd cur of Iceland!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">Good Corporal Nym, show thy valour, and put up your sword.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">Will you shog off? I would have you solus.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">'Solus,' egregious dog? O viper vile!</div>
                              <div class="line">The 'solus' in thy most mervailous face;</div>
                              <div class="line">The 'solus' in thy teeth, and in thy throat,</div>
                              <div class="line">And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, perdy,</div>
                              <div class="line">And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth!</div>
                              <div class="line">I do retort the 'solus' in thy bowels;</div>
                              <div class="line">For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up,</div>
                              <div class="line">And flashing fire will follow.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">I am not Barbason; you cannot conjure me. I have an</div>
                              <div class="line">humour to knock you indifferently well. If you grow</div>
                              <div class="line">foul with me, Pistol, I will scour you with my</div>
                              <div class="line">rapier, as I may, in fair terms: if you would walk</div>
                              <div class="line">off, I would prick your guts a little, in good</div>
                              <div class="line">terms, as I may: and that's the humour of it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">O braggart vile and damned furious wight!</div>
                              <div class="line">The grave doth gape, and doting death is near;</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore exhale.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear me, hear me what I say: he that strikes the</div>
                              <div class="line">first stroke, I'll run him up to the hilts, as I am a soldier.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Draws</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">An oath of mickle might; and fury shall abate.</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy spirits are most tall.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">I will cut thy throat, one time or other, in fair</div>
                              <div class="line">terms: that is the humour of it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">'Couple a gorge!'</div>
                              <div class="line">That is the word. I thee defy again.</div>
                              <div class="line">O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to get?</div>
                              <div class="line">No; to the spital go,</div>
                              <div class="line">And from the powdering tub of infamy</div>
                              <div class="line">Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid's kind,</div>
                              <div class="line">Doll Tearsheet she by name, and her espouse:</div>
                              <div class="line">I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly</div>
                              <div class="line">For the only she; and--pauca, there's enough. Go to.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter the Boy</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                              <div class="line">Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and</div>
                              <div class="line">you, hostess: he is very sick, and would to bed.</div>
                              <div class="line">Good Bardolph, put thy face between his sheets, and</div>
                              <div class="line">do the office of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Away, you rogue!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">By my troth, he'll yield the crow a pudding one of</div>
                              <div class="line">these days. The king has killed his heart. Good</div>
                              <div class="line">husband, come home presently.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt Hostess and Boy</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, shall I make you two friends? We must to</div>
                              <div class="line">France together: why the devil should we keep</div>
                              <div class="line">knives to cut one another's throats?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food howl on!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at betting?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">Base is the slave that pays.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">That now I will have: that's the humour of it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">As manhood shall compound: push home.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>They draw</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">By this sword, he that makes the first thrust, I'll</div>
                              <div class="line">kill him; by this sword, I will.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their course.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, be friends:</div>
                              <div class="line">an thou wilt not, why, then, be enemies with me too.</div>
                              <div class="line">Prithee, put up.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">I shall have my eight shillings I won of you at betting?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">A noble shalt thou have, and present pay;</div>
                              <div class="line">And liquor likewise will I give to thee,</div>
                              <div class="line">And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood:</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll live by Nym, and Nym shall live by me;</div>
                              <div class="line">Is not this just? for I shall sutler be</div>
                              <div class="line">Unto the camp, and profits will accrue.</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me thy hand.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">I shall have my noble?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">In cash most justly paid.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, then, that's the humour of't.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter Hostess</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">As ever you came of women, come in quickly to Sir</div>
                              <div class="line">John. Ah, poor heart! he is so shaked of a burning</div>
                              <div class="line">quotidian tertian, that it is most lamentable to</div>
                              <div class="line">behold. Sweet men, come to him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">The king hath run bad humours on the knight; that's</div>
                              <div class="line">the even of it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">Nym, thou hast spoke the right;</div>
                              <div class="line">His heart is fracted and corroborate.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">The king is a good king: but it must be as it may;</div>
                              <div class="line">he passes some humours and careers.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins we will live.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>3. SCENE II.  Southampton. A council-chamber.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BEDFORD</div>
                              <div class="line">'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these traitors.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">They shall be apprehended by and by.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">How smooth and even they do bear themselves!</div>
                              <div class="line">As if allegiance in their bosoms sat,</div>
                              <div class="line">Crowned with faith and constant loyalty.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BEDFORD</div>
                              <div class="line">The king hath note of all that they intend,</div>
                              <div class="line">By interception which they dream not of.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours,</div>
                              <div class="line">That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell</div>
                              <div class="line">His sovereign's life to death and treachery.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY V, SCROOP,
CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard.</div>
                              <div class="line">My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham,</div>
                              <div class="line">And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts:</div>
                              <div class="line">Think you not that the powers we bear with us</div>
                              <div class="line">Will cut their passage through the force of France,</div>
                              <div class="line">Doing the execution and the act</div>
                              <div class="line">For which we have in head assembled them?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                              <div class="line">No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">I doubt not that; since we are well persuaded</div>
                              <div class="line">We carry not a heart with us from hence</div>
                              <div class="line">That grows not in a fair consent with ours,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor leave not one behind that doth not wish</div>
                              <div class="line">Success and conquest to attend on us.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                              <div class="line">Never was monarch better fear'd and loved</div>
                              <div class="line">Than is your majesty: there's not, I think, a subject</div>
                              <div class="line">That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness</div>
                              <div class="line">Under the sweet shade of your government.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                              <div class="line">True: those that were your father's enemies</div>
                              <div class="line">Have steep'd their galls in honey and do serve you</div>
                              <div class="line">With hearts create of duty and of zeal.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">We therefore have great cause of thankfulness;</div>
                              <div class="line">And shall forget the office of our hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sooner than quittance of desert and merit</div>
                              <div class="line">According to the weight and worthiness.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                              <div class="line">So service shall with steeled sinews toil,</div>
                              <div class="line">And labour shall refresh itself with hope,</div>
                              <div class="line">To do your grace incessant services.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter,</div>
                              <div class="line">Enlarge the man committed yesterday,</div>
                              <div class="line">That rail'd against our person: we consider</div>
                              <div class="line">it was excess of wine that set him on;</div>
                              <div class="line">And on his more advice we pardon him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                              <div class="line">That's mercy, but too much security:</div>
                              <div class="line">Let him be punish'd, sovereign, lest example</div>
                              <div class="line">Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">O, let us yet be merciful.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                              <div class="line">So may your highness, and yet punish too.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir,</div>
                              <div class="line">You show great mercy, if you give him life,</div>
                              <div class="line">After the taste of much correction.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Alas, your too much love and care of me</div>
                              <div class="line">Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch!</div>
                              <div class="line">If little faults, proceeding on distemper,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye</div>
                              <div class="line">When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd and digested,</div>
                              <div class="line">Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man,</div>
                              <div class="line">Though Cambridge, Scroop and Grey, in their dear care</div>
                              <div class="line">And tender preservation of our person,</div>
                              <div class="line">Would have him punished. And now to our French causes:</div>
                              <div class="line">Who are the late commissioners?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                              <div class="line">I one, my lord:</div>
                              <div class="line">Your highness bade me ask for it to-day.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                              <div class="line">So did you me, my liege.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                              <div class="line">And I, my royal sovereign.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge, there is yours;</div>
                              <div class="line">There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham; and, sir knight,</div>
                              <div class="line">Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours:</div>
                              <div class="line">Read them; and know, I know your worthiness.</div>
                              <div class="line">My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter,</div>
                              <div class="line">We will aboard to night. Why, how now, gentlemen!</div>
                              <div class="line">What see you in those papers that you lose</div>
                              <div class="line">So much complexion? Look ye, how they change!</div>
                              <div class="line">Their cheeks are paper. Why, what read you there</div>
                              <div class="line">That hath so cowarded and chased your blood</div>
                              <div class="line">Out of appearance?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                              <div class="line">I do confess my fault;</div>
                              <div class="line">And do submit me to your highness' mercy.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                              <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                              <div class="line">To which we all appeal.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">The mercy that was quick in us but late,</div>
                              <div class="line">By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd:</div>
                              <div class="line">You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy;</div>
                              <div class="line">For your own reasons turn into your bosoms,</div>
                              <div class="line">As dogs upon their masters, worrying you.</div>
                              <div class="line">See you, my princes, and my noble peers,</div>
                              <div class="line">These English monsters! My Lord of Cambridge here,</div>
                              <div class="line">You know how apt our love was to accord</div>
                              <div class="line">To furnish him with all appertinents</div>
                              <div class="line">Belonging to his honour; and this man</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspired,</div>
                              <div class="line">And sworn unto the practises of France,</div>
                              <div class="line">To kill us here in Hampton: to the which</div>
                              <div class="line">This knight, no less for bounty bound to us</div>
                              <div class="line">Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. But, O,</div>
                              <div class="line">What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop? thou cruel,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ingrateful, savage and inhuman creature!</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels,</div>
                              <div class="line">That knew'st the very bottom of my soul,</div>
                              <div class="line">That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold,</div>
                              <div class="line">Wouldst thou have practised on me for thy use,</div>
                              <div class="line">May it be possible, that foreign hire</div>
                              <div class="line">Could out of thee extract one spark of evil</div>
                              <div class="line">That might annoy my finger? 'tis so strange,</div>
                              <div class="line">That, though the truth of it stands off as gross</div>
                              <div class="line">As black and white, my eye will scarcely see it.</div>
                              <div class="line">Treason and murder ever kept together,</div>
                              <div class="line">As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose,</div>
                              <div class="line">Working so grossly in a natural cause,</div>
                              <div class="line">That admiration did not whoop at them:</div>
                              <div class="line">But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in</div>
                              <div class="line">Wonder to wait on treason and on murder:</div>
                              <div class="line">And whatsoever cunning fiend it was</div>
                              <div class="line">That wrought upon thee so preposterously</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath got the voice in hell for excellence:</div>
                              <div class="line">All other devils that suggest by treasons</div>
                              <div class="line">Do botch and bungle up damnation</div>
                              <div class="line">With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd</div>
                              <div class="line">From glistering semblances of piety;</div>
                              <div class="line">But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up,</div>
                              <div class="line">Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do treason,</div>
                              <div class="line">Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor.</div>
                              <div class="line">If that same demon that hath gull'd thee thus</div>
                              <div class="line">Should with his lion gait walk the whole world,</div>
                              <div class="line">He might return to vasty Tartar back,</div>
                              <div class="line">And tell the legions 'I can never win</div>
                              <div class="line">A soul so easy as that Englishman's.'</div>
                              <div class="line">O, how hast thou with 'jealousy infected</div>
                              <div class="line">The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful?</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: seem they grave and learned?</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: come they of noble family?</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: seem they religious?</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, so didst thou: or are they spare in diet,</div>
                              <div class="line">Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger,</div>
                              <div class="line">Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood,</div>
                              <div class="line">Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not working with the eye without the ear,</div>
                              <div class="line">And but in purged judgment trusting neither?</div>
                              <div class="line">Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem:</div>
                              <div class="line">And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot,</div>
                              <div class="line">To mark the full-fraught man and best indued</div>
                              <div class="line">With some suspicion. I will weep for thee;</div>
                              <div class="line">For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like</div>
                              <div class="line">Another fall of man. Their faults are open:</div>
                              <div class="line">Arrest them to the answer of the law;</div>
                              <div class="line">And God acquit them of their practises!</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EXETER</div>
                              <div class="line">I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of</div>
                              <div class="line">Richard Earl of Cambridge.</div>
                              <div class="line">I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of</div>
                              <div class="line">Henry Lord Scroop of Masham.</div>
                              <div class="line">I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of</div>
                              <div class="line">Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">SCROOP</div>
                              <div class="line">Our purposes God justly hath discover'd;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I repent my fault more than my death;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which I beseech your highness to forgive,</div>
                              <div class="line">Although my body pay the price of it.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">CAMBRIDGE</div>
                              <div class="line">For me, the gold of France did not seduce;</div>
                              <div class="line">Although I did admit it as a motive</div>
                              <div class="line">The sooner to effect what I intended:</div>
                              <div class="line">But God be thanked for prevention;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice,</div>
                              <div class="line">Beseeching God and you to pardon me.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                              <div class="line">Never did faithful subject more rejoice</div>
                              <div class="line">At the discovery of most dangerous treason</div>
                              <div class="line">Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself.</div>
                              <div class="line">Prevented from a damned enterprise:</div>
                              <div class="line">My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                              <div class="line">God quit you in his mercy! Hear your sentence.</div>
                              <div class="line">You have conspired against our royal person,</div>
                              <div class="line">Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd and from his coffers</div>
                              <div class="line">Received the golden earnest of our death;</div>
                              <div class="line">Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter,</div>
                              <div class="line">His princes and his peers to servitude,</div>
                              <div class="line">His subjects to oppression and contempt</div>
                              <div class="line">And his whole kingdom into desolation.</div>
                              <div class="line">Touching our person seek we no revenge;</div>
                              <div class="line">But we our kingdom's safety must so tender,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws</div>
                              <div class="line">We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,</div>
                              <div class="line">Poor miserable wretches, to your death:</div>
                              <div class="line">The taste whereof, God of his mercy give</div>
                              <div class="line">You patience to endure, and true repentance</div>
                              <div class="line">Of all your dear offences! Bear them hence.</div>
                              <p>Exeunt CAMBRIDGE, SCROOP and GREY, guarded</p>
                              <div class="line">Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall be to you, as us, like glorious.</div>
                              <div class="line">We doubt not of a fair and lucky war,</div>
                              <div class="line">Since God so graciously hath brought to light</div>
                              <div class="line">This dangerous treason lurking in our way</div>
                              <div class="line">To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now</div>
                              <div class="line">But every rub is smoothed on our way.</div>
                              <div class="line">Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver</div>
                              <div class="line">Our puissance into the hand of God,</div>
                              <div class="line">Putting it straight in expedition.</div>
                              <div class="line">Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance:</div>
                              <div class="line">No king of England, if not king of France.</div>
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                        <p>Exeunt</p>
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                        <h2>4. SCENE III.  London. Before a tavern.</h2>
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                        <p>Enter PISTOL, Hostess, NYM, BARDOLPH, and Boy</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me bring thee to Staines.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                              <div class="line">No; for my manly heart doth yearn.</div>
                              <div class="line">Bardolph, be blithe: Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins:</div>
                              <div class="line">Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is dead,</div>
                              <div class="line">And we must yearn therefore.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in</div>
                              <div class="line">heaven or in hell!</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, sure, he's not in hell: he's in Arthur's</div>
                              <div class="line">bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. A' made</div>
                              <div class="line">a finer end and went away an it had been any</div>
                              <div class="line">christom child; a' parted even just between twelve</div>
                              <div class="line">and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after</div>
                              <div class="line">I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with</div>
                              <div class="line">flowers and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew</div>
                              <div class="line">there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as</div>
                              <div class="line">a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. 'How now,</div>
                              <div class="line">sir John!' quoth I 'what, man! be o' good</div>
                              <div class="line">cheer.' So a' cried out 'God, God, God!' three or</div>
                              <div class="line">four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a'</div>
                              <div class="line">should not think of God; I hoped there was no need</div>
                              <div class="line">to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So</div>
                              <div class="line">a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my</div>
                              <div class="line">hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as</div>
                              <div class="line">cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and</div>
                              <div class="line">they were as cold as any stone, and so upward and</div>
                              <div class="line">upward, and all was as cold as any stone.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">NYM</div>
                              <div class="line">They say he cried out of sack.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, that a' did.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">And of women.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, that a' did not.</div>
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                              <div