FVH5 ) THE FAMOUS VICTORIES OF HENRY THE FIFTH, CONTAINING THE HONORABLE OF AGINCOURT. ENTER THE YOUNG PRINCE, NED AND TOM. PRINCE. COME AWAY, NED AND TOM. BOTH. HERE, MY LORD. HENR.5. COME AWAY MY LADS. TELL ME SIRS, HOW MUCH GOLD HAVE YOU GOT? NED. FAITH, MY LORD, I HAVE GOT FIVE HUNDRED POUND. HENR.5. BUT TELL ME TOM, HOW MUCH HAST THOU GOT? TOM. FAITH, MY LORD, SOME FOUR HUNDRED POUND. HEN.5. FOUR HUNDRED POUNDS! BRAVELY SPOKEN, LADS! BUT TELL ME SIRS, THINK YOU NOT THAT IT WAS A VILLAINOUS PART OF ME TO ROB MY FATHER'S RECEIVERS? NED. WHY NO, MY LORD, IT WAS BUT A TRICK OF YOUTH. HEN.5. FAITH, NED, THOU SAYEST TRUE. BUT TELL ME SIRS, WHEREABOUTS ARE WE? TOM. MY LORD, WE ARE NOW ABOUT A MILE OFF LONDON. HEN.5. BUT SIRS, I MARVEL THAT SIR JOHN OLDCASTLE COMES NOT AWAY. ZOUNDS, SEE WHERE HE COMES. ENTERS JOCKEY. HOW NOW JOCKEY, WHAT NEWS WITH THEE? JOCKEY. FAITH MY LORD, SUCH NEWS AS PASSETH, FOR THE TOWN OF DEPTFORD IS RISEN, WITH HUE AND CRY AFTER YOUR MAN, WHICH PARTED FROM US THE LAST NIGHT, AND HAS SET UPON, AND HATH ROBBED A POOR CARRIER. HEN.5. ZOUNDS, THE VILLAIN THAT WAS WONT TO SPY OUT OUR BOOTIES. IOCK. AY, MY LORD, EVEN THE VERY SAME. HEN.5. NOW BASE-MINDED RASCAL TO ROB A POOR CARRIER, WELL IT SKILLS NOT, I'LL HAVE THE BASE VILLAIN'S LIFE IF I MAY. BUT TELL ME, JOCKEY, WHEREABOUTS BE THE RECEIVERS? JOCK. FAITH MY LORD, THEY ARE HARD BY. BUT THE BEST IS, WE ARE AHORSEBACK AND THEY BE AFOOT, SO WE MAY ESCAPE THEM. HEN.5. WELL, IF THE VILLAINS COME, LET ME ALONE WITH THEM. BUT TELL ME JOCKEY, HOW MUCH GOTST THOU FROM THE KNAVES? FOR I AM SURE I GOT SOMETHING, FOR ONE OF THE VILLAINS SO BELAMED ME ABOUT THE SHOULDERS, AS I SHALL FEEL IT THIS MONTH. HEN.5. A HUNDRED POUND! NOW BRAVELY SPOKEN, JOCKEY. BUT COME SIRS, LAY ALL YOUR MONEY BEFORE ME. NOW BY HEAVEN HERE IS A BRAVE SHOW. BUT AS I AM TRUE GENTLEMAN, I WILL HAVE THE HALF OF THIS SPENT TONIGHT. BUT SIRS, TAKE UP YOUR BAGS, HERE COMES THE RECEIVERS. LET ME ALONE. ENTER TWO RECEIVERS. ONE. ALAS GOOD FELLOW, WHAT SHALL WE DO? I DARE NEVER GO HOME TO THE COURT, FOR I SHALL BE HANGED. BUT LOOK, HERE IS THE YOUNG PRINCE. WHAT SHALL WE DO? HEN.5. HOW NOW YOU VILLAINS, WHAT ARE YOU? ONE. SPEAK YOU TO HIM. OTHER. NO, I PRAY, SPEAK YOU TO HIM. HEN.5. WHY, HOW NOW, YOU RASCALS, WHY SPEAK YOU NOT? ONE. FORSOOTH WE BE... PRAY SPEAK YOU TO HIM. HEN.5. ZOUNDS, VILLAINS, SPEAK, OR I'LL CUT OFF YOUR HEADS. OTHER. FORSOOTH HE CAN TELL THE TALE BETTER THAN I. ONE. FORSOOTH WE BE YOUR FATHER'S RECEIVERS. HEN.5. ARE YOU MY FATHER'S RECEIVERS? THEN I HOPE YE HAVE BROUGHT ME SOME MONEY. ONE. MONEY? ALAS, SIR, WE BE ROBBED. HEN.5. ROBBED! HOW MANY WERE THERE OF THEM? ONE. MARRY SIR, THERE WERE FOUR OF THEM. AND ONE OF THEM HAD SIR JOHN OLDCASTLE'S BAY HOBBY, AND YOUR BLACK NAG. HEN.5. GOG'S WOUNDS! HOW LIKE YOU THIS, JOCKEY? BLOOD, YOU VILLAINS! MY FATHER ROBBED OF HIS MONEY ABROAD, AND WE ROBBED IN OUR STABLES. BUT TELL ME, HOW MANY WERE OF THEM? ONE. IF IT PLEASE YOU, THERE WERE FOUR OF THEM, AND THERE WAS ONE ABOUT THE BIGNESS OF YOU, BUT I AM SURE I SO BELAMED HIM ABOUT THE SHOULDERS THAT HE WILL FEEL IT THIS MONTH. HEN.5. GOG'S WOUNDS! YOU LAMED THEM FAIRLY, SO THAT THEY HAVE CARRIED AWAY YOUR MONEY. BUT COME SIRS, WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE VILLAINS? NOW WHITHER SHALL WE GO? ALL. WHY MY LORD, YOU KNOW OUR OLD HOSTESS AT FAVERSHAM. HEN.5. OUR HOSTESS AT FAVERSHAM! BLOOD, WHAT SHALL WE DO THERE? WE HAVE A THOUSAND POUND ABOUT US, NO, NO. YOU KNOW THE OLD TAVERN IN EASTCHEAP. THERE IS GOOD WINE. BESIDES, THERE IS A PRETTY WENCH THAT CAN TALK WELL, FOR I DELIGHT AS MUCH IN THEIR TONGUES, AS ANY PART ABOUT THEM. ALL. WE ARE READY TO WAIT UPON YOUR GRACE. HEN.5. GOG'S WOUNDS! WAIT? WE WILL GO ALTOGETHER. WE ARE ALL FELLOWS, I TELL YOU SIRS, AND THE KING MY FATHER WERE DEAD, WE WOULD BE ALL KINGS, THEREFORE, COME AWAY! NED. GOG'S WOUNDS, BRAVELY SPOKEN, HARRY. ENTER JOHN COBLER, ROBIN PEWTERER, LAWRENCE COSTERMONGER. JOHNCOB. ALL IS WELL HERE, ALL IS WELL, MASTERS. LAW. HOW SAY YOU, NEIGHBOR JOHN COBLER? I THINK IT BEST THAT MY NEIGHBOR ROBIN PEWTERER WENT TO PUDDING LANE END, AND WE WILL WATCH HERE AT BILLINSGATE WARD. HOW SAY YOU, NEIGHBOR ROBIN, HOW LIKE YOU THIS? ROBIN. MARRY WELL, NEIGHBORS. I CARE NOT MUCH IF I GO TO PUDDING LANES END. BUT NEIGHBORS, AND YOU HEAR ANY ADO ABOUT ME, MAKE HASTE: AND IF I HEAR ANY ADO ABOUT YOU, I WILL COME TO YOU. EXIT ROBIN. LAW. NEIGHBOR, WHAT NEWS HEAR YOU OF THE YOUNG PRINCE? JOHN. MARRY, NEIGHBOR, I HEAR SAY, HE IS A TOWARD YOUNG PRINCE, FOR IF HE MET ANY BY THE HIGHWAY, HE WILL NOT LET TO TALK WITH HIM. I DARE NOT CALL HIM THIEF, BUT SURE HE IS ONE OF THESE TAKING FELLOWS. LAW. INDEED, NEIGHBOR, I HEAR SAY HE IS AS LIVELY A YOUNG PRINCE AS EVER WAS. JOHN. AY, AND I HEAR SAY, IF HE USE IT LONG, HIS FATHER WILL CUT HIM OFF FROM THE CROWN. BUT NEIGHBOR SAY NOTHING OF THAT. LAW. NO, NO, NEIGHBOR, I WARRANT YOU. JOHN. NEIGHBOR, METHINKS YOU BEGIN TO SLEEP. IF YOU WILL, WE WILL SIT DOWN, FOR I THINK IT IS ABOUT MIDNIGHT. LAW. MARRY CONTENT, NEIGHBOR, LET US SLEEP. ENTER DERICK ROVING. DERICK. WHOA! WHOA, THERE! WHOA, THERE! EXIT DERICK. ENTER ROBIN. AND SUCH ADO IN THE STREETS? AMBO. HOW NOW, NEIGHBOR, WHAT'S THE MATTER? ENTER DERICK AGAIN. DERICK. WHOA, THERE! WHOA, THERE! WHOA, THERE! COBLER. WHY, WHAT AILST THOU? HERE IS NO HORSES. DERICK. O ALAS, MAN, I AM ROBBED! WHOA, THERE! WHOA, THERE! ROBIN. HOLD HIM, NEIGHBOR COBLER. WHY, I SEE THOU ART A PLAIN CLOWN. DERICK. AM I A CLOWN? ZOUNDS, MASTERS, DO CLOWNS GO IN SILK APPAREL? I AM SURE ALL WE GENTLEMEN CLOWNS IN KENT SCANT GO SO WELL. ZOUNDS! YOU KNOW CLOWNS VERY WELL! HEAR YOU, ARE YOU MASTER CONSTABLE? AND YOU BE, SPEAK, FOR I WILL NOT TAKE IT AT HIS HANDS. JOHN. FAITH I AM NOT MASTER CONSTABLE, BUT I AM ONE OF HIS BAD OFFICERS, FOR HE IS NOT HERE. DERICK. IS NOT MASTER CONSTABLE HERE? WELL IT IS NO MATTER, I'LL HAVE THE LAW AT HIS HANDS. JOHN. NAY, I PRAY YOU, DO NOT TAKE THE LAW OF US. DER. WELL, YOU ARE ONE OF HIS BEASTLY OFFICERS. JOHN. I AM ONE OF HIS BAD OFFICERS. DER. WHY, THEN, I CHARGE THEE, LOOK TO HIM. COBLER. NAY, BUT HEAR YE, SIR, YOU SEEM TO BE AN HONEST FELLOW, AND WE ARE POOR MEN, AND NOW TIS NIGHT, AND WE WOULD BE LOATH TO HAVE ANYTHING ADO. THEREFORE, I PRAY THEE, PUT IT UP. DER. FIRST, THOU SAYEST TRUE, I AM AN HONEST FELLOW, AND A PROPER HANDSOME FELLOW TOO, AND YOU SEEM TO BE POOR MEN, THEREFORE I CARE NOT GREATLY. NAY, I AM QUICKLY PACIFIED. BUT AND YOU CHANCE TO SPY THE THIEF, I PRAY YOU LAY HOLD ON HIM. ROBIN. YES, THAT WE WILL, I WARRANT YOU. UPON GAD'S HILL IN KENT. A BOTS LIGHT UPON YE. THIEF. THE WHORESON VILLAIN WOULD BE KNOCKED. DER. VILLAIN! MASTERS, AND YE BE MEN STAND TO HIM, AND TAKE HIS WEAPON FROM HIM. LET HIM NOT PASS YOU. JOHN. MY FRIEND, WHAT MAKE YOU ABROAD NOW? IT IS TOO LATE TO WALK NOW. THIEF. IT IS NOT TOO LATE FOR TRUE MEN TO WALK. THIEF. WHY WHAT DO YOU MEAN TO DO WITH ME? ZOUNDS! I AM ONE OF THE KING'S LIEGE PEOPLE. DER. HEAR YOU SIR, ARE YOU ONE OF THE KING'S LIEGE PEOPLE? THIEF. AY, MARRY AM I, SIR! WHAT SAY YOU TO IT? DER. MARRY, SIR, I SAY YOU ARE ONE OF THE KING'S FILCHING PEOPLE. COB. COME, COME, LET'S HAVE HIM AWAY. THIEF. WHY, WHAT HAVE I DONE? ROBIN. THOU HAST ROBBED A POOR FELLOW, AND TAKEN AWAY HIS GOODS FROM HIM. THIEF. I NEVER SAW HIM BEFORE. DER. MASTERS, WHO COMES HERE? ENTER THE VINTNER'S BOY. BOY. HOW NOW, GOODMAN COBLER? COB. HOW NOW, ROBIN, WHAT MAKES THOU ABROAD AT THIS TIME OF NIGHT? BOY. MARRY, I HAVE BEEN AT THE COUNTER, I CAN TELL SUCH NEWS AS NEVER YOU HAVE HEARD THE LIKE. COBLER. WHAT IS THAT, ROBIN, WHAT IS THE MATTER? BOY. WHY THIS NIGHT ABOUT TWO HOURS AGO, THERE CAME THE YOUNG PRINCE, AND THREE OR FOUR MORE OF HIS COMPANIONS, AND CALLED FOR WINE GOOD STORE, AND THEN THEY SENT FOR A NOISE OF MUSICIANS AND WERE VERY MERRY FOR THE SPACE OF AN HOUR, THEN WHETHER THEIR MUSIC LIKED THEM NOT, OR WHETHER THEY HAD DRUNK TOO MUCH WINE OR NO, I CANNOT TELL, BUT OUR POTS FLEW AGAINST THE WALLS, AND THEN THEY DREW THEIR SWORDS, AND WENT INTO THE STREET AND FOUGHT, AND SOME TOOK ONE PART, AND SOME TOOK ANOTHER, BUT FOR THE SPACE OF HALF AN HOUR, THERE WAS SUCH A BLOODY FRAY AS PASSETH, AND NONE COULD PART THEM UNTIL SUCH TIME AS THE MAYOR AND SHERIFF WERE SENT FOR, AND THEN AT THE LAST WITH MUCH ADO, THEY TOOK THEM, AND SO THE YOUNG PRINCE WAS CARRIED TO THE COUNTER, AND THEN ABOUT ONE HOUR AFTER, THERE CAME A MESSENGER FROM THE COURT IN ALL HASTE FROM THE KING, FOR MY LORD MAYOR AND THE SHERIFF, BUT FOR WHAT CAUSE I KNOW NOT. COBLER. HERE IS NEWS INDEED, ROBERT, LAW. MARRY, NEIGHBOR, THIS NEWS IS STRANGE INDEED. I THINK IT BEST, NEIGHBOR, THIEF. WHAT MEAN YOU TO DO WITH ME? COBLER. WE MEAN TO CARRY YOU TO THE PRISON, AND THERE TO REMAIN TILL THE SESSIONS DAY. THIEF. THEN I PRAY YOU LET ME GO TO THE PRISON WHERE MY MASTER IS. COB. NAY THOU MUST GO TO THE COUNTRY PRISON, TO NEWGATE, THEREFORE COME AWAY. THIEF. I PRITHEE, BE GOOD TO ME, HONEST FELLOW. DER. AY, MARRY WILL I, I'LL BE VERY CHARITABLE TO THEE, FOR I WILL NEVER LEAVE THEE, TILL I SEE THEE ON THE GALLOWS. ENTER HENRY THE FOURTH, WITH THE EARL OF EXETER, AND THE LORD OF OXFORD. OXF. AND PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, HERE IS MY LORD MAYOR AND THE SHERIFF OF LONDON, TO SPEAK WITH YOUR MAJESTY. KING. ADMIT THEM TO OUR PRESENCE. ENTER THE MAYOR AND THE SHERIFF. NOW MY GOOD LORD MAYOR OF LONDON, THE CAUSE OF MY SENDING FOR YOU AT THIS TIME, IS TO TELL YOU OF A MATTER WHICH I HAVE LEARNED OF MY COUNCIL. HEREIN I UNDERSTAND, THAT YOU HAVE COMMITTED MY SON TO PRISON WITHOUT OUR LEAVE AND LICENSE. WHAT ALTHOUGH HE BE A RUDE YOUTH, AND LIKELY TO GIVE OCCASION, YET YOU MIGHT HAVE CONSIDERED THAT HE IS A PRINCE, AND MY SON, AND NOT TO BE HAILED TO PRISON BY EVERY SUBJECT. MAYOR. MAY IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY TO GIVE US LEAVE TO TELL OUR TALE? KING. OR ELSE GOD FORBID, OTHERWISE YOU MIGHT THINK ME AN UNEQUAL JUDGE, HAVING MORE AFFECTION TO MY SON, THEN TO ANY RIGHTFUL JUDGEMENT. MAYOR. THEN I DO NOT DOUBT BUT WE SHALL RATHER DESERVE COMMENDATIONS AT YOUR MAJESTY'S HANDS, THAN ANY ANGER. KING. GO TO, SAY ON. MAYOR. THEN IF IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, THIS NIGHT BETWIXT TWO AND THREE OF THE CLOCK IN THE MORNING, MY LORD THE YOUNG PRINCE WITH A VERY DISORDERED COMPANY, CAME TO THE OLD TAVERN IN EASTCHEAP, AND WHETHER IT WAS THAT THEIR MUSIC LIKED THEM NOT, OR WHETHER THEY WERE OVERCOME WITH WINE, I KNOW NOT, BUT THEY DREW PRINCE'S PART, AND SOME TOOK THE OTHER, BUT BETWIXT THEM THERE WAS SUCH A BLOODY FRAY FOR THE SPACE OF HALF AN HOUR, THAT NEITHER WATCHMEN NOR ANY OTHER COULD STAY THEM, TILL MY BROTHER THE SHERIFF OF LONDON AND I WERE SENT FOR, AND AT THE LAST WITH MUCH ADO WE STAYED THEM, BUT IT WAS A LONG FIGHT, WHICH WAS A GREAT DISQUIETING TO ALL YOUR LOVING SUBJECTS THEREABOUTS. AND THEN MY GOOD LORD, WE KNEW NOT WHETHER YOUR GRACE HAD SENT THEM TO TRY US, WHETHER WE WOULD DO JUSTICE OR WHETHER IT WERE OF THEIR OWN VOLUNTARY WILL OR NOT, WE CANNOT TELL. AND AND TO DESERVE IMPRISONMENT, AND WELL HAVE THEY DONE, AND LIKE FAITHFUL SUBJECTS. DISCHARGE THEM AND LET THEM GO. EXE. I BESEECH YOUR GRACE, BE GOOD TO MY LORD THE YOUNG PRINCE. KING. NAY, NAY, TIS NO MATTER, LET HIM ALONE. OXF. PERCHANCE THE MAYOR AND THE SHERIFF HAVE BEEN TOO PRECISE IN THIS MATTER. KING. NO: THEY HAVE DONE LIKE FAITHFUL SUBJECTS. I WILL GO MYSELF TO DISCHARGE THEM, AND LET THEM GO. EXIT OMNES. ENTER LORD CHIEF JUSTICE, CLERK OF THE OFFICE, JAILOR, JOHN COBLER, DERICK, AND THE THIEF. JUDGE. JAILOR, BRING THE PRISONER TO THE BAR. DER. HEAR YOU MY LORD, I PRAY YOU BRING THE BAR TO THE PRISONER. JUDGE. HOLD THY HAND UP AT THE BAR. THIEF. HERE IT IS, MY LORD. JUDGE. CLERK OF THE OFFICE, READ HIS INDICTMENT. CLERK. WHAT IS THY NAME? THIEF. MY NAME WAS KNOWN BEFORE I CAME HERE, AND SHALL BE WHEN I AM GONE, I WARRANT YOU. JUDGE. AY, I THINK SO, BUT WE WILL KNOW IT BETTER BEFORE THOU GO. DER. ZOUNDS AND YOU DO BUT SEND TO THE NEXT JAIL, WE ARE SURE TO KNOW HIS NAME, FOR THIS IS NOT THE FIRST PRISON HE HATH BEEN IN, I'LL WARRANT YOU. CLERK. WHAT IS THY NAME? THIEF. WHAT NEED YOU TO ASK, AND HAVE IT IN WRITING. CLERK. IS NOT THY NAME CUTBERT CUTTER? CLERK. WHY THEN, CUTBERT CUTTER, I INDICT THEE BY THE NAME OF CUTBERT CUTTER FOR ROBBING A POOR CARRIER THE 20 DAY OF MAY LAST PAST, IN THE FOURTEENTH YEAR OF THE REIGN OF OUR SOVEREIGN LORD KING HENRY THE FOURTH, FOR SETTING UPON A POOR CARRIER UPON GAD'S HILL IN KENT, AND HAVING BEATEN AND WOUNDED THE SAID CARRIER, AND TAKEN HIS GOODS FROM HIM. DER. OH MASTERS, STAY THERE! NAY, LET'S NEVER BELIE THE MAN, FOR HE HATH NOT BEATEN AND WOUNDED ME ALSO, BUT HE HATH BEATEN AND WOUNDED MY PACK, AND HATH TAKEN THE GREAT RAZE OF GINGER, THAT BOUNCING BESS WITH THE JOLLY BUTTOCKS SHOULD HAVE HAD. THAT GRIEVES ME MOST. JUDGE. WELL, WHAT SAYEST THOU, ART THOU GUILTY, OR NOT GUILTY? THIEF. NOT GUILTY, MY LORD. JUDGE. BY WHOM WILT THOU BE TRIED? THIEF. BY MY LORD THE YOUNG PRINCE, OR BY MYSELF, WHETHER YOU WILL, ENTER THE YOUNG PRINCE, WITH NED AND TOM. HEN.5. COME AWAY, MY LADS. GOG'S WOUNDS, YE VILLAIN, WHAT MAKE YOU HERE? I MUST GO ABOUT MY BUSINESS MYSELF, AND YOU MUST STAND LOITERING HERE? THIEF. WHY MY LORD, THEY HAVE BOUND ME, AND WILL NOT LET ME GO. HEN.5. HAVE THEY BOUND THEE, VILLAIN? WHY, HOW NOW, MY LORD? JUDGE. I AM GLAD TO SEE YOUR GRACE IN GOOD HEALTH. HEN.5. WHY, MY LORD, THIS IS MY MAN. TIS MARVEL YOU KNEW HIM NOT LONG BEFORE THIS. I TELL YOU HE IS A MAN OF HIS HANDS. THEIF. AY, GOG'S WOUNDS, THAT I AM, TRY ME WHO DARE. JUDGE. YOUR GRACE SHALL FIND SMALL CREDIT BY ACKNOWLEDGING HIM TO BE YOUR MAN. HEN.5. WHY, MY LORD, WHAT HATH HE DONE? JUDGE. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, HE HATH ROBBED A POOR CARRIER. DER. HEAR YOU, SIR, MARRY IT WAS ONE DERICK, GOODMAN HOBLING'S MAN, OF KENT. HEN.5. WHAT! WAS'T YOU, BUTTONBREECH? OF MY WORD, MY LORD, HE DID IT BUT IN JEST. DER. HEAR YOU, SIR, IS IT YOUR MAN'S QUALITY TO ROB FOLKS IN JEST? IN FAITH, HE SHALL BE HANGED IN EARNEST. JUDGE. AND PLEASE YOUR GRACE, THE LAW MUST PASS ON HIM, ACCORDING TO JUSTICE, THEN HE MUST BE EXECUTED. DER. HEAR YOU, SIR, I PRAY YOU, IS IT YOUR MAN'S QUALITY TO ROB FOLKS IN JEST? IN FAITH HE SHALL BE HANGED IN JEST. HEN.5. WELL, MY LORD, WHAT MEAN YOU TO DO WITH MY MAN? JUDGE. AND PLEASE YOU GRACE, THE LAW MUST PASS ON HIM, ACCORDING TO JUSTICE, THEN HE MUST BE EXECUTED. HEN.5. WHY, THEN, BELIKE YOU MEAN TO HANG MY MAN? JUDGE. I AM SORRY THAT IT FALLS OUT SO. HEN.5. WHY, MY LORD, I PRAY YE, WHO AM I? JUDGE. AND PLEASE YOUR GRACE, YOU ARE MY LORD THE YOUNG PRINCE, OUR KING THAT SHALL BE AFTER THE DECEASE OF OUR SOVEREIGN LORD, KING HENRY THE FOURTH, WHOM GOD GRANT LONG TO REIGN. HEN.5. YOU SAY TRUE, MY LORD. AND YOU WILL HANG MY MAN? JUDGE. AND LIKE YOUR GRACE, I MUST NEEDS DO JUSTICE. HEN.5. TELL ME, MY LORD, SHALL I HAVE MY MAN? JUDGE. I CANNOT, MY LORD. HEN.5. BUT WILL YOU NOT LET HIM GO? JUDGE. I AM SORRY THAT HIS CASE IS SO ILL. HEN.5. TUSH! CASE ME NO CASINGS! SHALL I HAVE MY MAN? JUDGE. WELL, MY LORD, I AM CONTENT TO TAKE IT AT YOUR HANDS. HEN.5. NAY, AND YOU BE NOT, YOU SHALL HAVE MORE. JUDGE. WHY, I PRAY YOU, MY LORD, WHO AM I? HEN.5. YOU! WHO KNOWS NOT YOU? WHY MAN, YOU ARE LORD CHIEF JUSTICE OF ENGLAND. JUDGE. YOUR GRACE HATH SAID TRUTH, THEREFORE IN STRIKING ME IN THIS PLACE, YOU GREATLY ABUSE ME, AND NOT ME ONLY, BUT ALSO YOUR FATHER: WHOSE LIVELY PERSON HERE IN THIS PLACE I DO REPRESENT. AND THEREFORE TO TEACH YOU WHAT PREROGATIVES MEAN, I COMMIT YOU TO THE FLEET, UNTIL WE HAVE SPOKEN WITH YOUR FATHER. HEN.5. WHY, THEN, BELIKE YOU MEAN TO SEND ME TO THE FLEET? JUDGE. AY, INDEED, AND THEREFORE CARRY HIM AWAY. EXEUNT HENRY 5 WITH THE OFFICERS. JUDGE. JAILER, CARRY THE PRISONER TO NEWGATE AGAIN, UNTIL THE NEXT ASSIZES. ENTER DERICKE AND JOHN COBLER. DER. ZOUNDS, MASTERS, HERE'S ADO. WHEN PRINCES MUST GO TO PRISON! WHY JOHN, DIDST EVER SEE THE LIKE? JOHN. O DERICKE, TRUST ME, I NEVER SAW THE LIKE. DER. WHY, JOHN, THOU MAYST SEE WHAT PRINCES BE IN CHOLER. A JUDGE A BOX ON THE EAR! I'LL TELL THEE JOHN, O JOHN, I WOULD NOT HAVE DONE IT FOR TWENTY SHILLINGS. JOHN. NO, NOR I. THERE HAD BEEN NO WAY BUT ONE WITH US. WE SHOULD HAVE BEEN HANGED. DER. FAITH JOHN, I'LL TELL THEE WHAT, THOU SHALT BE MY LORD CHIEF JUSTICE, AND THOU SHALT SIT IN THE CHAIR, AND I'LL BE THE YOUNG PRINCE, AND HIT THEE A BOX ON THE EAR, AND THEN THOU SHALT SAY, 'TO TEACH YOU WHAT PREROGATIVES MEAN, I COMMIT YOU TO THE FLEET.' JOHN. COME ON, I'LL BE YOUR JUDGE, BUT THOU SHALT NOT HIT ME HARD. DER. NO, NO. JOHN. WHAT HATH HE DONE? DER. MARRY HE HATH ROBBED DERICK. JOHN. WHY THEN I CANNOT LET HIM GO. DER. I MUST NEEDS HAVE MY MAN. JOHN. YOU SHALL NOT HAVE HIM. DER. SHALL I NOT HAVE MY MAN? SAY NO AND YOU DARE. HOW SAY YOU, SHALL I NOT HAVE MY MAN? JOHN. NO, MARRY, SHALL YOU NOT. DER. SHALL I NOT, JOHN? JOHN. NO, DERICK. DER. WHY THEN TAKE YOU THAT TILL MORE COME, ZOUNDS, SHALL I NOT HAVE HIM? JOHN. WELL I AM CONTENT TO TAKE THIS AT YOUR HAND, BUT I PRAY YOU, WHO AM I? DER. WHO ART THOU, ZOUNDS, DOST NOT KNOW THYSELF? JOHN. NO. DER. NOW AWAY, SIMPLE FELLOW. WHY, MAN, THOU ART JOHN THE COBLER. JOHN. NO, I AM MY LORD CHIEF JUSTICE OF ENGLAND. DER. OH JOHN, MASS, THOU SAYST TRUE, THOU ART INDEED. JOHN. WHY, THEN, TO TEACH YOU WHAT PREROGATIVES MEAN I COMMIT YOU TO THE FLEET. DER. WELL I WILL GO, BUT IN FAITH YOU GRAY-BEARD KNAVE, I'LL COURSE YOU. EXIT, AND STRAIGHT ENTERS AGAIN. HIT THEE A BOX ON THE EAR! AND NOW THOU SEEST THEY WILL NOT TAKE ME TO THE FLEET, I THINK THAT THOU ART ONE OF THESE WOZENDAY CLOWNS. JOHN. BUT I MARVEL WHAT WILL BECOME OF THEE? DER. FAITH, I'LL BE NO MORE A CARRIER. JOHN. WHAT WILT THOU DO THEN? DER. I'LL DWELL WITH THEE AND BE A COBLER. JOHN. WITH ME? ALAS I AM NOT ABLE TO KEEP THEE. WHY THOU WILT EAT ME OUT OF DOORS. DER. OH JOHN, NO JOHN, I AM NONE OF THOSE GREAT SLOUCHING FELLOWS, THAT DEVOUR THESE GREAT PIECES OF BEEF AND BREWS. ALAS, A TRIFLE SERVES ME, A WOODCOCK, A CHICKEN, OR A CAPON'S LEG, OR ANY SUCH LITTLE THING SERVES ME. JOHN. A CAPON! WHY MAN, I CANNOT GET A CAPON ONCE A YEAR, EXCEPT IT BE AT CHRISTMAS, AT SOME OTHER MAN'S HOUSE, FOR WE COBLERS BE GLAD OF A DISH OF ROOTS. DER. ROOTS! WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT ROOTING? NAY COBLER, WE'LL HAVE YOU RINGED. JOHN. BUT DERICK, THOUGH WE BE SO POOR, YET WILL WE HAVE IN STORE, A CRAB IN THE FIRE, WITH NUT-BROWN ALE, THAT IS FULL STALE, WHICH WILL A MAN QUAIL AND LAY IN THE MIRE. HEN.5. HOW NOW, SIR JOHN OLDCASTLE, WHAT NEWS WITH YOU? OLDC. I AM GLAD TO SEE YOUR GRACE AT LIBERTY. I WAS COME I, TO VISIT YOU IN PRISON. HEN.5. TO VISIT ME! DIDST THOU NOT KNOW THAT I AM A PRINCE'S SON? WHY, 'TIS ENOUGH FOR ME TO LOOK INTO A PRISON, THOUGH I COME NOT IN MYSELF. BUT HERE'S SUCH ADO NOWADAYS, HERE'S PRISONING, HERE'S HANGING, WHIPPING, AND THE DEVIL AND ALL. BUT I TELL YOU, SIRS, WHEN I AM KING, WE WILL HAVE NO SUCH THINGS. BUT MY LADS, IF THE OLD KING MY FATHER WERE DEAD, WE WOULD BE ALL KINGS. OLDC. HE IS A GOOD OLD MAN, GOD TAKE HIM TO HIS MERCY THE SOONER. HEN.5. BUT, NED, SO SOON AS I AM KING, THE FIRST THING I WILL DO, SHALL BE TO PUT MY LORD CHIEF JUSTICE OUT OF OFFICE, AND THOU SHALT BE MY LORD CHIEF JUSTICE NED. SHALL I BE LORD CHIEF JUSTICE? BY GOG'S WOUNDS, I WILL BE THE BRAVEST LORD CHIEF JUSTICE THAT EVER WAS IN ENGLAND. HEN.5. THEN, NED, I'LL TURN ALL THESE PRISONS INTO FENCE SCHOOLS, AND I WILL ENDITE THEE WITH THEM, WITH LANDS TO MAINTAIN THEM WITHAL. THEN I WILL HAVE A BOUT WITH MY LORD CHIEF JUSTICE. THOU SHALT HANG NONE BUT PICKPURSES AND HORSE-STEALERS, AND SUCH BASE-MINDED VILLAINS; BUT THAT FELLOW THAT WILL STAND BY THE HIGHWAY SIDE COURAGEOUSLY WITH HIS SWORD AND BUCKLER AND TAKE A PURSE, THAT FELLOW, GIVE HIM COMMENDATIONS! BESIDE THAT, SEND HIM TO ME AND I WILL GIVE HIM AN ANNUAL PENSION OUT OF MY EXCHEQUER, TO MAINTAIN HIM ALL THE DAYS OF HIS LIFE. OLDC. NOBLY SPOKEN, HARRY! WE SHALL NEVER HAVE A MERRY WORLD TILL THE OLD KING BE DEAD. NED. BUT WHITHER ARE YE GOING NOW? HEN.5. TO THE COURT, FOR I HEAR SAY, MY FATHER LIES VERY SICK. TOM. BUT I DOUBT HE WILL NOT DIE. HEN.5. YET WILL I GO THITHER, FOR THE BREATH SHALL BE NO SOONER OUT OF HIS MOUTH, BUT I WILL CLAP THE CROWN ON MY HEAD. JOCKEY. WILL YOU GO TO THE COURT WITH THAT CLOAK SO FULL OF NEEDLES? HEN.5. CLOAK, EYELET-HOLES, NEEDLES, AND ALL WAS OF MINE OWN DEVISING, AND THEREFORE I WILL WEAR IT. TOM. I PRAY YOU, MY LORD, WHAT MAY BE THE MEANING THEREOF? HEN.5. WHY MAN, TIS A SIGN THAT I STAND UPON THORNS, TILL THE CROWN BE ON MY HEAD. JOCKEY. OR THAT EVERY NEEDLE MIGHT BE A PRICK TO THEIR HEARTS THAT REPINE AT YOUR DOINGS. HEN.5. THOU SAYST TRUE, JOCKEY. BUT THERE'S SOME WILL SAY, THE YOUNG PRINCE WILL BE 'A WELL TOWARD YOUNG MAN' ... AND ALL THIS GEAR, THAT I HAD AS LEAVE THEY WOULD BREAK MY HEAD WITH A POT, AS TO SAY ANY SUCH THING. BUT WE STAND PRATING HERE TOO LONG, I MUST NEEDS SPEAK WITH MY FATHER. THEREFORE COME AWAY. POTTER. WHAT A RAPPING KEEP YOU AT THE KING'S COURT GATE? POR. THE KING IS VERY SICK, AND NONE MUST SPEAK WITH HIM. HEN.5. NO? YOU RASCAL, DO YOU NOT KNOW ME? POR. YOU ARE MY LORD THE YOUNG PRINCE. HEN.5. THEN GO AND TELL MY FATHER, THAT I MUST AND WILL SPEAK WITH HIM. NED. SHALL I CUT OFF HIS HEAD? HEN.5. NO, NO, THOUGH I WOULD HELP YOU IN OTHER PLACES, YET I HAVE NOTHING TO DO HERE. WHAT! YOU ARE IN MY FATHER'S COURT. NED. I WILL WRITE HIM IN MY TABLES, FOR SO SOON AS I AM MADE LORD CHIEF JUSTICE I WILL PUT HIM OUT OF HIS OFFICE. THE TRUMPET SOUNDS. HEN.5. GOG'S WOUNDS SIRS, THE KING COMES, LET'S ALL STAND ASIDE. ENTER THE KING, WITH THE LORD OF EXETER. KING. AND IS IT TRUE MY LORD, THAT MY SON IS ALREADY SENT TO THE FLEET? NOW TRULY THAT MAN IS MORE FITTER TO RULE THE REALM THAN I, FOR BY NO MEANS COULD I RULE MY SON, AND HE BY ONE WORD HATH CAUSED HIM TO BE RULED. OH MY SON, MY SON, NO SOONER OUT OF ONE PRISON, BUT INTO ANOTHER, I HAD THOUGHT ONCE WHILES I HAD LIVED, TO HAVE SEEN THIS NOBLE REALM OF ENGLAND FLOURISH BY THEE MY SON, BUT NOW I SEE IT GOES TO RUIN AND DECAY. HE WEEPETH. ENTERS LORD OF OXFORD. OX. AND PLEASE YOUR GRACE, HERE IS MY LORD YOUR SON, THAT COMETH TO SPEAK WITH YOU. HE SAITH, HE MUST AND WILL SPEAK WITH YOU. KING. WHO? MY SON HARRY? OXF. AY AND PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY. KING. I KNOW WHEREFORE HE COMETH, BUT LOOK THAT NONE COME WITH HIM. OXF. A VERY DISORDERED COMPANY, AND SUCH AS MAKE VERY ILL RULE IN YOUR MAJESTY'S HOUSE. KING. WELL LET HIM COME, BUT LOOK THAT NONE COME WITH HIM. HE GOETH. OXF. AND PLEASE YOUR GRACE, ENTERS THE PRINCE WITH A DAGGER IN HIS HAND. KING. COME MY SON, COME ON A GOD'S NAME! I KNOW WHEREFOR THY COMING IS. THAT THOU SHOULDST FORSAKE ME, AND FOLLOW THIS VILD AND REPROBATE COMPANY, WHICH ABUSETH YOUTH SO MANIFESTLY? OH MY SON, THOU KNOWEST THAT THESE THY DOINGS WILL END THY FATHER'S DAYS. HE WEEPS. AY SO, SO, MY SON, THOU FEAREST NOT TO APPROACH THE PRESENCE OF THY SICK FATHER, IN THAT DISGUISED SORT. I TELL THEE MY SON, THAT THERE IS NEVER A NEEDLE IN THY CLOAK, BUT IT IS A PRICK TO MY HEART, AND NEVER AN EYELET-HOLE, BUT IT IS A HOLE TO MY SOUL. AND WHEREFORE THOU BRINGEST THAT DAGGER IN THY HAND I KNOW NOT, BUT BY CONJECTURE. HE WEEPS. HEN.5. MY CONSCIENCE ACCUSETH ME... MOST SOVEREIGN LORD, AND WELL-BELOVED FATHER, TO ANSWER FIRST TO THE LAST POINT, THAT IS WHEREAS YOU CONJECTURE THAT THIS HAND AND THIS DAGGER SHALL BE ARMED AGAINST YOUR LIFE, NO! KNOW, MY BELOVED FATHER, FAR BE THE THOUGHTS OF YOUR SON, 'SON' SAID I? AND UNWORTHY SON FOR SO GOOD A FATHER! BUT FAR BE THE THOUGHTS OF ANY SUCH PRETENDED MISCHIEF. AND I MOST HUMBLY RENDER IT TO YOUR MAJESTY'S HAND. AND LIVE MY LORD AND SOVEREIGN FOREVER. AND WITH YOUR DAGGER ARM SHOW LIKE VENGEANCE UPON THE BODY OF 'THAT YOUR SON' I WAS ABOUT TO SAY AND DARE NOT; AH, WOE IS ME! THEREFORE! THAT YOUR WILD SLAVE. TIS NOT THE CROWN THAT I COME FOR, SWEET FATHER, BECAUSE I AM UNWORTHY. AND THOSE VILD AND REPROBATE COMPANY I ABANDON, AND UTTERLY ABOLISH THEIR COMPANY FOREVER. PARDON, SWEET FATHER, PARDON. THE LEAST THING AND MOST DESIRED. AND THIS RUFFIANLY CLOAK I HERE TEAR FROM MY BACK, AND SACRIFICE IT TO THE DEVIL, WHICH IS MASTER OF ALL MISCHIEF. PARDON ME, SWEET FATHER, PARDON ME! GOOD MY LORD OF EXETER, SPEAK FOR ME. PARDON, GOOD FATHER! NOT A WORD? AH, HE WILL NOT SPEAK ONE WORD. AH, HARRY, NOW THRICE-UNHAPPY HARRY! BUT WHAT SHALL I DO? I WILL GO TAKE ME INTO SOME I WILL LAY ME DOWN AND DIE. EXIT. KING. CALL HIM AGAIN, CALL MY SON AGAIN. HEN.5. AND DOTH MY FATHER CALL ME AGAIN? NOW HARRY, HAPPY BE THE TIME THAT THY FATHER CALLETH THEE AGAIN. KING. STAND UP MY SON, AND DO NOT THINK THY FATHER, BUT AT THE REQUEST OF THEE MY SON, I WILL PARDON THEE. AND GOD BLESS THEE, AND MAKE THEE HIS SERVANT. HEN.5. THANKS GOOD MY LORD, AND NO DOUBT BUT THIS DAY, EVEN THIS DAY, I AM BORN NEW AGAIN. KING. COME, MY SON AND LORDS, TAKE ME BY THE HANDS. EXEUNT OMNES. ENTER DERICK. DER. THOU ART A STINKING WHORE, AND A WHORESON STINKING WHORE. DOST THINK I'LL TAKE IT AT THY HANDS? ENTER JOHN COBLER RUNNING. JOHN. DERICK, DERICK, DERICK, HEAREST A? DO DERICK, NEVER WHILE THOU LIVEST USE THAT! WHY WHAT WILL MY NEIGHBORS SAY, AND THOU GO AWAY SO? DER. SHE IS AN ARRANT WHORE, AND I WILL HAVE THE LAW ON YOU, JOHN. JOHN. WHY, WHAT HATH SHE DONE? DER. MARRY, MARK THOU, JOHN. I WILL PROVE IT, THAT I WILL. JOHN. WHAT WILT THOU PROVE? DER. THAT SHE CALLED ME IN TO DINNER. - JOHN, MARK THE TALE WELL, JOHN - AND WHEN I WAS SET, SHE BROUGHT ME A DISH OF ROOTS, AND A PIECE OF BARREL-BUTTER THEREIN! AND SHE IS A VERY KNAVE, AND THOU A DRAB IF THOU TAKE HER PART. JOHN. HEAREST A, DERICK, IS THIS THE MATTER? NAY, AND IT BE NO WORSE, WE WILL GO HOME AGAIN, AND ALL SHALL BE AMENDED. DER. OH JOHN, HEAREST A, JOHN, IS ALL WELL? JOHN. AY, ALL IS WELL. THEN I'LL GO HOME BEFORE, AND BREAK ALL THE GLASS WINDOWS. ENTER THE KING WITH HIS LORDS. KING. COME MY LORDS, I SEE IT BOOTS ME NOT TO TAKE ANY PHYSIC, FOR ALL THE PHYSICIANS IN THE WORLD CANNOT CURE ME, NO NOT ONE. BUT GOOD MY LORDS, REMEMBER THINK BUT HE WILL PROVE AS VALIANT AND VICTORIOUS A KING, AS EVER REIGNED IN ENGLAND. BOTH. LET HEAVEN AND EARTH BE WITNESS BETWEEN US, IF WE ACCOMPLISH NOT THY WILL TO THE UTTERMOST. KING. I GIVE YOU MOST UNFEIGNED THANKS, GOOD MY LORDS. DRAW THE CURTAINS AND DEPART MY CHAMBER AWHILE, AND CAUSE SOME MUSIC TO ROCK ME ASLEEP. HE SLEEPETH. EXEUNT LORDS. ENTER THE PRINCE. HEN.5. AH HARRY, THRICE UNHAPPY, THAT HATH NEGLECT SO LONG FROM VISITING OF THY SICK FATHER. I WILL GO. NAY, BUT WHY DO I NOT GO TO THE CHAMBER OF MY SICK EXE. COME EASILY, MY LORD, FOR WAKING OF THE KING. KING. NOW, MY LORDS. OXF. HOW DOTH YOUR GRACE FEEL YOUR SELF? KING. SOMEWHAT BETTER AFTER MY SLEEP. BUT, GOOD MY LORDS, TAKE OFF MY CROWN. REMOVE MY CHAIR A LITTLE BACK, AND SET ME RIGHT. AMBO. AND PLEASE YOUR GRACE, THE CROWN IS TAKEN AWAY. KING. THE CROWN TAKEN AWAY! GOOD MY LORD OF OXFORD, GO SEE WHO HATH DONE THIS DEED. NO DOUBT TIS SOME VILD TRAITOR THAT HATH DONE IT TO DEPRIVE MY SON. THEY THAT WOULD DO IT NOW WOULD SEEK TO SCRAPE AND CRAWL FOR IT AFTER MY DEATH. ENTER LORD OF OXFORD WITH THE PRINCE. OXF. HERE AND PLEASE YOUR GRACE, IS MY LORD THE YOUNG PRINCE WITH THE CROWN. KING. WHY, HOW NOW, MY SON? I HAD THOUGHT THE LAST TIME I HAD YOU IN SCHOOLING, I HAD GIVEN YOU A LESSON FOR ALL, AND DO YOU NOW BEGIN AGAIN? WHY, TELL ME, MY SON, DOST THOU THINK THE TIME SO LONG, THAT THOU WOULDST HAVE IT BEFORE THE BREATH BE OUT OF MY MOUTH? HEN.5. MOST SOVEREIGN LORD, AND WELL-BELOVED FATHER, I CAME INTO YOUR CHAMBER TO COMFORT THE MELANCHOLY SOUL OF YOUR BODY, AND FINDING YOU AT THAT TIME PAST ALL RECOVERY, AND DEAD TO MY THINKING, GOD IS MY WITNESS. AND WHAT SHOULD I DO, BUT WITH WEEPING TEARS LAMENT THE DEATH OF YOU MY FATHER? AND TELL ME, MY FATHER, WHO MIGHT BETTER TAKE IT THAN I, AFTER YOUR DEATH? BUT SEEING YOU LIVE, I MOST HUMBLY RENDER IT INTO YOUR MAJESTY'S HANDS, AND THE HAPPIEST MAN ALIVE, THAT MY FATHER LIVES. AND LIVE, MY LORD AND FATHER, FOREVER! KING. STAND UP, MY SON. THINE ANSWER HATH SOUNDED WELL IN MINE EARS, FOR I MUST NEED CONFESS THAT I WAS IN A VERY SOUND SLEEP, AND ALTOGETHER UNMINDFUL OF THY COMING. BUT COME NEAR, MY SON, AND LET ME PUT THEE IN POSSESSION WHILST I LIVE, THAT NONE DEPRIVE THEE OF IT AFTER MY DEATH. HEN.5. WELL MAY I TAKE IT AT YOUR MAJESTY'S HANDS, BUT IT SHALL NEVER TOUCH MY HEAD, SO LONG AS MY FATHER LIVES. HE TAKETH THE CROWN. KING. GOD GIVE THEE JOY MY SON. GOD BLESS THEE, AND MAKE THEE HIS SERVANT, AND SEND THEE A PROSPEROUS REIGN. FOR GOD KNOWS, MY SON, HOW HARDLY I CAME BY IT, AND HOW HARDLY I HAVE MAINTAINED IT. HEN.5. HOWSOEVER YOU CAME BY IT, I KNOW NOT, BUT NOW I HAVE IT FROM YOU, AND FROM YOU I WILL KEEP IT. AND HE THAT SEEKS TO TAKE THE CROWN FROM MY HEAD, LET HIM LOOK THAT HIS ARMOR BE THICKER THAN MINE, OR I WILL PIERCE HIM TO THE HEART, WERE IT HARDER THAN BRASS OR BULLION. KING. NOBLY SPOKEN, AND LIKE A KING. NOW TRUST ME MY LORDS, I FEAR NOT BUT MY SON WILL BE AS WARLIKE AND VICTORIOUS A PRINCE, AS EVER REIGNED IN ENGLAND. AMBO. HIS FORMER LIFE SHOWS NO LESS. KING. WELL, MY LORDS, I KNOW NOT WHETHER IT BE FOR SLEEP, OR DRAWING NEAR OF DROWSY SLUMBER OF DEATH, BUT I AM VERY MUCH GIVEN TO SLEEP. THEREFORE, GOOD MY LORDS, AND MY SON, DRAW THE CURTAINS, DEPART MY CHAMBER, AND CAUSE SOME MUSIC TO ROCK ME ASLEEP. EXEUNT OMNES. THE KING DIETH. ENTER THE THIEF. THIEF. AH GOD, I AM NOW MUCH LIKE TO A BIRD WHICH HATH ESCAPED OUT OF THE CAGE, THAT THE OLD KING WAS DEAD, HE WAS GLAD TO LET ME GO, FOR FEAR OF MY LORD THE YOUNG PRINCE. BUT HERE COMES SOME OF HIS COMPANIONS. I WILL SEE AND I CAN GET ANYTHING OF THEM FOR OLD ACQUAINTANCE. ENTER KNIGHTS RANGING. TOM. GOG'S WOUNDS, THE KING IS DEAD. JOC. DEAD! THEN GOG'S BLOOD, WE SHALL BE ALL KINGS. NED. GOG'S WOUNDS, I SHALL BE LORD CHIEF JUSTICE OF ENGLAND. AND HEREAFTER I WILL TELL THE KING OF THEE. EXIT THIEF. JOC. OH, HOW IT DID ME GOOD TO SEE THE KING WHEN HE WAS CROWNED. METHOUGHT HIS SEAT WAS LIKE THE FIGURE OF HEAVEN, AND HIS PERSON LIKE UNTO A GOD. NED. BUT WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT, THAT THE KING WOULD HAVE CHANGED HIS COUNTENANCE SO? JOC. DID YOU NOT SEE WITH WHAT GRACE HE SENT HIS EMBASSAGE INTO FRANCE TO TELL THE FRENCH KING THAT HARRY OF ENGLAND HATH SENT FOR THE CROWN, AND HARRY OF ENGLAND WILL HAVE IT. TOM. BUT TWAS BUT A LITTLE TO MAKE THE PEOPLE BELIEVE, THAT HE WAS SORRY FOR HIS FATHER'S DEATH. THE TRUMPET SOUNDS. NED. GOG'S WOUNDS, THE KING COMES. LET'S ALL STAND ASIDE. ENTER THE KING WITH THE ARCHBISHOP AND THE LORD OF OXFORD. JOC. HOW DO YOU, MY LORD? NED. HOW NOW, HARRY? TUT, MY LORD, PUT AWAY THESE DUMPS. YOU ARE A KING, AND ALL THE REALM IS YOURS. WHAT, MAN! DO YOU NOT REMEMBER THE OLD SAYINGS? YOU KNOW I MUST BE LORD CHIEF JUSTICE OF ENGLAND. TRUST ME, MY LORD, METHINKS YOU ARE VERY MUCH CHANGED. AND TIS BUT WITH A LITTLE SORROWING, TO MAKE FOLKS BELIEVE THE DEATH OF YOUR FATHER GRIEVES YOU, AND TIS NOTHING SO. HEN.5. I PRITHEE, NED, MEND THY MANNERS, AND BE MORE MODESTER IN THY TERMS, FOR MY UNFEIGNED GRIEF IS NOT TO BE RULED BY THY FLATTERING AND DISSEMBLING TALK. THOU SAYST I AM CHANGED, OR ELSE I MUST CAUSE THEE TO BE CHANGED. JOC. GOG'S WOUNDS, HOW LIKE YOU THIS? ZOUNDS! 'TIS NOT SO SWEET AS MUSIC. TOM. I TRUST WE HAVE NOT OFFENDED YOUR GRACE NO WAY. HEN.5. AH TOM, YOUR FORMER LIFE GRIEVES ME, AND MAKES ME TO ABANDON AND ABOLISH YOUR COMPANY FOREVER. AND THEREFORE NOT UPON PAIN OF DEATH TO APPROACH MY PRESENCE BY TEN MILES SPACE. THEN, IF I HEAR WELL OF YOU, IT MAY BE I WILL DO SOMEWHAT FOR YOU, OTHERWISE, LOOK FOR NO MORE FAVOR AT MY HANDS THAN AT ANY OTHER MAN'S. AND, THEREFORE, BE GONE! WE HAVE OTHER MATTERS TO TALK ON. EXEUNT KNIGHTS. NOW MY GOOD LORD ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, WHAT SAY YOU TO OUR EMBASSAGE INTO FRANCE? ARCHB. YOUR RIGHT TO THE FRENCH CROWN OF FRANCE, CAME BY YOUR GREAT GRANDMOTHER ISABEL, WIFE TO KING EDWARD THE THIRD, AND SISTER TO CHARLES THE FRENCH KING. NOW IF THE FRENCH KING DENY IT, AS LIKELY ENOUGH HE WILL, THEN MUST YOU TAKE YOUR SWORD IN HAND, AND CONQUER THE RIGHT. LET THE USURPED FRENCHMAN KNOW, ALTHOUGH YOUR PREDECESSORS HAVE LET IT PASS, YOU WILL NOT; FOR YOUR COUNTRYMEN ARE WILLING WITH PURSE AND MEN, TO AID YOU. THEN MY GOOD LORD, AS IT HATH BEEN ALWAYS KNOWN, THAT SCOTLAND HATH BEEN IN LEAGUE WITH FRANCE, BY A SORT OF PENSIONS WHICH YEARLY COME FROM THENCE, I THINK IT THEREFORE BEST TO CONQUER SCOTLAND, AND THEN I THINK THAT YOU MAY GO MORE EASILY INTO FRANCE. AND THIS IS ALL THAT I CAN SAY, MY GOOD LORD. HEN.5. I THANK YOU, MY GOOD LORD ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY. WHAT SAY YOU, MY GOOD LORD OF OXFORD? OXF. AND, AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, I AGREE TO MY LORD ARCHBISHOP, SAVING IN THIS, 'HE THAT WILL SCOTLAND WIN, MUST FIRST WITH FRANCE BEGIN', ACCORDING TO THE OLD SAYING. THEREFORE MY GOOD LORD, I THINK IT BEST FIRST TO INVADE FRANCE, FOR IN CONQUERING SCOTLAND, YOU CONQUER BUT ONE, ENTER LORD OF EXETER. EXE. AND PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, MY LORD AMBASSADOR IS COME OUT OF FRANCE. HEN.5. NOW TRUST ME, MY LORD, HE WAS THE LAST MAN THAT WE TALKED OF. I AM GLAD THAT HE IS COME TO RESOLVE US OF OUR ANSWER. COMMIT HIM TO OUR PRESENCE. TO BRING THE EMBASSAGE. HEN.5. COMMIT MY LORD ARCHBISHOP OF BOURGES INTO OUR PRESENCE. ENTER ARCHBISHOP OF BOURGES. NOW, MY LORD ARCHBISHOP OF BOURGES, WE DO LEARN BY OUR LORD AMBASSADOR THAT YOU HAVE OUR MESSAGE TO DO FROM OUR BROTHER THE FRENCH KING. HERE MY GOOD LORD, ACCORDING TO OUR ACCUSTOMED ORDER, WE GIVE YOU FREE LIBERTY AND LICENSE TO SPEAK, WITH GOOD AUDIENCE. ARCHB. GOD SAVE THE MIGHTY KING OF ENGLAND! MY LORD AND MASTER, THE MOST CHRISTIAN KING, CHARLES THE SEVENTH, THE GREAT AND MIGHTY KING OF FRANCE, AS A MOST NOBLE AND CHRISTIAN KING, NOT MINDING TO SHED INNOCENT BLOOD, IS RATHER CONTENT TO YIELD SOMEWHAT TO YOUR UNREASONABLE DEMANDS, THAT IF FIFTY THOUSAND CROWNS A YEAR WITH HIS DAUGHTER THE SAID LADY KATHERINE, IN MARRIAGE, AND SOME CROWNS WHICH HE MAY WELL SPARE, NOT HURTING OF HIS KINGDOM, HE IS CONTENT TO YIELD SO FAR TO YOUR UNREASONABLE DESIRE. HEN.5. WHY THEN BELIKE YOUR LORD AND MASTER, THINKS TO PUFF ME UP WITH FIFTY THOUSAND CROWNS A YEAR? NO! TELL THY LORD AND MASTER, THAT ALL THE CROWNS IN FRANCE SHALL NOT SERVE ME, EXCEPT THE CROWN AND KINGDOM ITSELF. AND PERCHANCE HEREAFTER I WILL HAVE HIS DAUGHTER. ARCHB. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, MY LORD PRINCE DOLPHIN GREETS YOU WELL, WITH THIS PRESENT. HE DELIVERETH A TUN OF TENNIS BALLS. HEN.5. WHAT, A GILDED TUN? I PRAY YOU MY LORD OF YORK, LOOK WHAT IS IN IT. YORK. AND IT PLEASE YOUR GRACE, HERE IS A CARPET AND A TUN OF TENNIS BALLS. HEN.5. A TUN OF TENNIS BALLS? I PRAY YOU GOOD MY LORD ARCHBISHOP, ARCHB. AND IT PLEASE YOU, MY LORD, A MESSENGER YOU KNOW, OUGHT TO KEEP CLOSE HIS MESSAGE, AND SPECIALLY AN AMBASSADOR. HEN.5. BUT I KNOW THAT YOU MAY DECLARE YOUR MESSAGE TO A KING, THE LAW OF ARMS ALLOWS NO LESS. ARCHB. MY LORD, HEARING OF YOUR WILDNESS BEFORE YOUR FATHER'S DEATH, SENT YOU THIS, MY GOOD LORD, MEANING THAT YOU ARE MORE FITTER FOR A TENNIS COURT THAN A FIELD, AND MORE FITTER FOR A CARPET THAN THE CAMP. HEN.5. MY LORD PRINCE DOLPHIN IS VERY PLEASANT WITH ME. BUT TELL HIM, THAT INSTEAD OF BALLS OF LEATHER, WE WILL TOSS HIM BALLS OF BRASS AND IRON, YEA, SUCH BALLS AS NEVER WERE TOSSED IN FRANCE. THE PROUDEST TENNIS COURT SHALL RUE IT. AY, AND THOU PRINCE OF BOURGES, SHALL RUE IT. THEREFORE GET THEE HENCE, AND TELL HIM THY MESSAGE QUICKLY, LEST I BE THERE BEFORE THEE. AWAY, PRIEST, BE GONE! ARCHB. I BESEECH YOUR GRACE, TO DELIVER ME YOUR SAFE CONDUCT UNDER YOUR BROAD SEAL EMANUEL. HEN.5. PRIEST OF BOURGES, KNOW, THAT THE HAND AND SEAL OF A KING, AND HIS WORD IS ALL ONE. AND INSTEAD OF MY HAND AND SEAL, I WILL BRING HIM MY HAND AND SWORD. AND TELL THY LORD AND MASTER THAT I, HARRY OF ENGLAND, SAID IT, AND I, HARRY OF ENGLAND, WILL PERFORM IT. MY LORD OF YORK, DELIVER HIM OUR SAFE CONDUCT UNDER OUR BROAD SEAL EMANUEL. EXEUNT ARCHBISHOP, AND THE DUKE OF YORK. NOW MY LORDS, TO ARMS, TO ARMS! FOR I VOW BY HEAVEN AND EARTH THAT THE PROUDEST FRENCHMAN IN ALL FRANCE SHALL RUE THE TIME THAT EVER THESE TENNIS BALLS WERE SENT INTO ENGLAND. MY LORD, I WILL THAT THERE BE PROVIDED A GREAT NAVY OF SHIPS WITH ALL SPEED AT SOUTHAMPTON, FOR THERE I MEAN TO SHIP MY MEN; FOR I WOULD BE THERE BEFORE HIM, IF IT WERE POSSIBLE. THEREFORE COME, BUT STAY! I HAD ALMOST FORGOT THE CHIEFEST THING OF ALL, WITH CHAFING WITH THIS FRENCH AMBASSADOR. ENTERS LORD CHIEF JUSTICE OF ENGLAND. UNTIL IT SHALL PLEASE GOD TO GIVE ME SPEEDY RETURN OUT OF FRANCE. JUSTICE. AND IF IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, I AM FAR UNWORTHY OF SO HIGH A DIGNITY. HEN.5. TUT, MY LORD, YOU ARE NOT UNWORTHY, BECAUSE I THINK YOU WORTHY; FOR YOU THAT WOULD NOT SPARE ME, I THINK WILL NOT SPARE ANOTHER. IT MUST NEEDS BE SO, AND THEREFORE COME, LET US BE GONE, AND GET OUR MEN IN A READINESS. EXEUNT OMNES. ENTER A CAPTAIN, JOHN COBLER AND HIS WIFE. CAP. COME, COME, THERE IS NO REMEDY THOU MUST NEEDS SERVE THE KING. JOHN. GOOD MASTER CAPTAIN, LET ME GO, I AM NOT ABLE TO GO SO FAR. WIFE. I PRAY YOU, GOOD MASTER CAPTAIN, BE GOOD TO MY HUSBAND. CAP. WHY, I AM SURE HE IS NOT TOO GOOD TO SERVE THE KING. JOHN. ALAS NO. BUT A GREAT DEAL TOO BAD, THEREFORE I PRAY YOU LET ME GO. CAP. NO, NO, THOU SHALT GO. JOHN. OH SIR, I HAVE A GREAT MANY SHOES AT HOME TO COBBLE. WIFE. I PRAY YOU LET HIM GO HOME AGAIN. CAP. TUSH, I CARE NOT. THOU SHALT GO. JOHN. OH, WIFE, AND YOU HAD BEEN A LOVING WIFE TO ME THIS HAD NOT BEEN, FOR I HAVE SAID MANY TIMES THAT I WOULD GO AWAY, AND NOW I MUST GO AGAINST MY WILL, HE WEEPETH. ENTERS DERICK. DER. HOW NOW, HO, BASILLUS MANUS, FOR AN OLD CODPIECE! MASTER CAPTAIN, SHALL WE AWAY? ZOUNDS! HOW NOW, JOHN? WHAT, A-CRYING? WHAT MAKE YOU AND MY DAME THERE? I MARVEL WHOSE HEAD YOU WILL THROW THE STOOLS AT NOW WE ARE GONE. WIFE. I WILL TELL YOU! COME, YE CLOGHEAD! WHAT DO YOU WITH MY POTLID? HEAR YOU, WILL YOU HAVE IT RAPPED ABOUT YOUR PATE? SHE BEATETH HIM WITH HER POTLID. DER. OH, GOOD DAME! (HERE HE SHAKES HER. AND I HAD MY DAGGER HERE, I WOULD WORRY YOU ALL TO PIECES - THAT I WOULD. WIFE. WOULD YOU SO? I'LL TRY THAT. DER. MASTER CAPTAIN, WILL YE SUFFER HER? GO TO, DAME. I WILL GO BACK AS FAR AS I CAN, BUT AND YOU COME AGAIN, I'LL CLAP THE LAW ON YOUR BACK, THAT'S FLAT. I'LL TELL YOU, MASTER CAPTAIN, WHAT YOU SHALL DO. PRESS HER FOR A SOLDIER, I WARRANT YOU, SHE WILL DO AS MUCH GOOD AS HER HUSBAND AND I TOO. ENTERS THE THIEF. ZOUNDS, WHO COMES YONDER? CAP. HOW NOW, GOOD FELLOW, DOST THOU WANT A MASTER? THIEF. AY, TRULY SIR. CAP. HOLD THEE, THEN. I PRESS THEE FOR A SOLDIER TO SERVE THE KING IN FRANCE. DER. HOW NOW, 'GADS'! WHAT, DOST KNOW US, THINKEST? THIEF. AY, I KNEW THEE LONG AGO. DER. HEAR YOU, MASTER CAPTAIN? CAP. WHAT SAYST THOU? DER. I PRAY YOU, LET ME GO HOME AGAIN. CAP. WHY, WHAT WOULDST THOU DO AT HOME? DER. MARRY, I HAVE BROUGHT TWO SHIRTS WITH ME, AND I WOULD CARRY ONE OF THEM HOME AGAIN, FOR I AM SURE HE'LL STEAL IT FROM ME, HE IS SUCH A FILCHING FELLOW. CAP. I WARRANT THEE HE WILL NOT STEAL IT FROM THEE. COME, LET'S AWAY. DER. COME, MASTER CAPTAIN, LET'S AWAY. COME, FOLLOW ME. JOHN. COME, WIFE, LET'S PART LOVINGLY. WIFE. FAREWELL, GOOD HUSBAND. DER. FIE, WHAT A KISSING AND CRYING IS HERE! ZOUNDS, DO YE THINK HE WILL NEVER COME AGAIN? WHY, JOHN, COME AWAY! DOST THINK THAT WE ARE SO BASE-MINDED TO DIE AMONG FRENCHMEN? ZOUNDS, WE KNOW NOT WHETHER THEY WILL LAY US IN THEIR CHURCH OR NO. COME, MASTER CAPTAIN, LET'S AWAY. CAP. I CANNOT STAY NO LONGER, THEREFORE, COME AWAY. EXEUNT OMNES. ENTER THE KING, PRINCE DOLPHIN, AND LORD HIGH CONSTABLE OF FRANCE. KING. NOW, MY LORD HIGH CONSTABLE, WHAT SAY YOU TO OUR EMBASSAGE INTO ENGLAND? KING. OH, MY SON, ALTHOUGH THE KING OF ENGLAND BE YOUNG AND WILD-HEADED, YET NEVER THINK BUT HE IS RULED BY HIS WISE COUNCILORS. ARCHB. GOD SAVE THE LIFE OF MY SOVEREIGN LORD THE KING. KING. NOW, MY GOOD LORD ARCHBISHOP OF BOURGES, WHAT NEWS FROM OUR BROTHER THE ENGLISH KING? ARCHB. AND PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, HE IS SO FAR FROM YOUR EXPECTATION, THAT NOTHING WILL SERVE HIM BUT THE CROWN AND KINGDOM ITSELF. BESIDES, HE BADE ME HASTE QUICKLY, LEST HE BE THERE BEFORE ME. AND, SO FAR AS I HEAR, HE HATH KEPT PROMISE, FOR THEY SAY, HE IS ALREADY LANDED AT KIDCOCKS IN NORMANDY, UPON THE RIVER OF SEINE, AND LAID HIS SIEGE TO THE GARRISON TOWN OF HARFLEUR. KING. YOU HAVE MADE GREAT HASTE IN THE MEANTIME, HAVE YOU NOT? DOLPHIN. I PRAY YOU, MY LORD, HOW DID THE KING OF ENGLAND TAKE MY PRESENTS? ARCHB. TRULY, MY LORD, IN VERY ILL PART. FOR THESE YOUR BALLS OF LEATHER, HE WILL TOSS YOU BALLS OF BRASS AND IRON. TRUST ME, MY LORD, I WAS VERY AFRAID OF HIM, HE IS SUCH A HAUGHTY AND HIGH-MINDED PRINCE. HE IS AS FIERCE AS A LION. CON. TUSH! WE WILL MAKE HIM AS TAME AS A LAMB, I WARRANT YOU. ENTERS A MESSENGER. MESSEN. GOD SAVE THE MIGHTY KING OF FRANCE. KING. NOW, MESSENGER, WHAT NEWS? MESSEN. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, I COME FROM YOUR POOR DISTRESSED TOWN OF HARFLEUR, WHICH IS SO BESET ON EVERY SIDE, IF YOUR MAJESTY DO NOT SEND PRESENT AID THE TOWN WILL BE YIELDED TO THE ENGLISH KING. KING. COME, MY LORDS, COME! SHALL WE STAND STILL TILL OUR COUNTRY BE SPOILED UNDER OUR NOSES? MY LORDS, LET THE NORMANS, BRABANTERS, PICARDS, AND DANES, BE SENT FOR WITH ALL SPEED. AND YOU, MY LORD HIGH CONSTABLE, I MAKE GENERAL OVER ALL MY WHOLE ARMY; MONSIEUR LE COLE, MASTER OF THE BOWS, SIGNEUR DEVENS, AND ALL THE REST, AT YOUR APPOINTMENT. DOLP. I TRUST YOUR MAJESTY WILL BESTOW SOME PART OF THE BATTLE ON ME. I HOPE NOT TO PRESENT ANY OTHERWISE THAN WELL. KING. I TELL THEE, MY SON, I SHOULD THINK MYSELF QUITE CONQUERED, AND THE ENGLISHMEN TO HAVE THE VICTORY. DOL. WHY MY LORD AND FATHER, I WOULD HAVE THE PETTY KING OF ENGLAND TO KNOW THAT I DARE ENCOUNTER HIM IN ANY GROUND OF THE WORLD. KING. I KNOW WELL, MY SON; BUT AT THIS TIME WE WILL HAVE IT THUS. THEREFORE, COME AWAY. EXEUNT OMNES. ENTERS HENRY THE FIFTH, WITH HIS LORDS. HEN.5. COME, MY LORDS OF ENGLAND. NO DOUBT THIS GOOD LUCK OF WINNING THIS TOWN IS A SIGN OF AN HONORABLE VICTORY TO COME. BUT, GOOD MY LORD, GO AND SPEAK TO THE CAPTAINS WITH ALL SPEED, TO NUMBER THE HOST OF THE FRENCHMEN, AND BY THAT MEANS WE MAY THE BETTER KNOW HOW TO APPOINT THE BATTLE. YORK. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, THERE ARE MANY OF YOUR MEN SICK AND DISEASED, AND MANY OF THEM DIE FOR WANT OF VICTUALS. HEN.5. AND WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME OF IT BEFORE? IF WE CANNOT HAVE IT FOR MONEY WE WILL HAVE IT BY DINT OF SWORD, THE LAW OF ARMS ALLOW NO LESS. OXF. I BESEECH YOUR GRACE, TO GRANT ME A BOON. HEN.5. WHAT IS THAT, MY GOOD LORD? OXF. THAT YOUR GRACE WOULD GIVE ME THE VANGUARD IN THE BATTLE. HEN.5. TRUST ME, MY LORD OF OXFORD, I CANNOT; FOR I HAVE ALREADY GIVEN IT TO MY UNCLE, DUKE OF YORK. YET I THANK YOU FOR YOUR GOOD WILL. A TRUMPET SOUNDS. HOW NOW, WHAT IS THAT? YORK. I THINK IT BE SOME HERALD OF ARMS. ENTERS A HERALD. HERALD. KING OF ENGLAND, MY LORD HIGH CONSTABLE HERALD. AND IT PLEASE YOUR GRACE, MY LORD AND KING HIS FATHER, WILL NOT LET HIM COME INTO THE FIELD. HEN.5. WHY, THEN, HE DOTH ME GREAT INJURY. I THOUGHT THAT HE AND I SHOULD HAVE PLAYED AT TENNIS TOGETHER, THEREFORE I HAVE BROUGHT TENNIS BALLS FOR HIM, BUT OTHER MANNER OF ONES THAN BE SENT ME. AND HERALD, TELL MY LORD PRINCE DOLPHIN THAN TENNIS BALLS, ERE THIS TIME A DAY, AND THAT HE SHALL FIND IT ERE IT BE LONG. AND SO ADIEU, MY FRIEND. AND TELL MY LORD THAT I AM READY WHEN HE WILL. EXIT HERALD. COME, MY LORDS, I CARE NOT AND I GO TO OUR CAPTAINS, AND I'LL SEE THE NUMBER OF THE FRENCH ARMY MYSELF. STRIKE UP THE DRUM. EXEUNT OMNES. ENTER FRENCH SOLDIERS. 1SOL. COME AWAY, JACK DRUMMER! COME AWAY ALL, AND ME WILL TELL YOU WHAT ME WILL DO. ME WILL THROW ONE CHANCE ON THE DICE WHO SHALL HAVE THE KING OF ENGLAND AND HIS LORDS. 2SOL. COME AWAY, JACK DRUMMER, AND THROW YOUR CHANCE, AND LAY DOWN YOUR DRUM. ENTER DRUMMER. DRUM. OH, THE BRAVE APPAREL THAT THE ENGLISH MANS HAY BROUGHT OVER, I WILL TELL YOU WHAT ME HA DONE. ME HA PROVIDED A HUNDRED TRUNKS, AND ALL TO PUT THE FINE APPAREL OF THE ENGLISH MANS IN. 1SOL. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY 'TRUNKS'? 2SOL. A SHEST MAN, A HUNDRED SHESTS. 1SOL. AWEE, AWEE, AWEE. ME WILL TELL YOU WHAT: ME HA PUT FIVE SHILDREN OUT OF MY HOUSE, AND ALL TOO LITTLE TO PUT THE FINE APPAREL OF THE ENGLISH MANS IN. DRUM. OH, THE BRAVE, THE BRAVE APPAREL THAT WE SHALL HAVE ANON! BUT COME, AND YOU SHALL SEE WHAT ME WILL THROW AT THE KING'S DRUMMER AND FIFE. HA, ME HA NO GOOD LUCK. THROW YOU. 3SOL. FAITH ME WILL THROW AT THE EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND AND MY LORD A WILLOUGHBY, WITH HIS GREAT HORSE, SNORTING, FARTING, OH BRAVE HORSE. 1SOL. HA, B'UR LADY YOU HA REASONABLE GOOD LUCK. NOW I WILL THROW AT THE KING HIMSELF. HA, ME HAVE NO GOOD LUCK. ENTERS A CAPTAIN. CAP. HOW NOW! WHAT MAKE YOU HERE SO FAR FROM THE CAMP? 2SOL. SHALL ME TELL OUR CAPTAIN WHAT WE HAVE DONE HERE? DRUM. AWEE, AWEE. EXEUNT DRUM AND ONE SOLDIER. 2SOL. I WILL TELL YOU WHAT WE HAVE DONE. BUT NONE CAN WIN THE KING. CAP. I THINK SO. WHY, HE IS LEFT BEHIND FOR ME! AND I HAVE SET THREE OR FOUR CHAIR-MAKERS A-WORK TO MAKE A NEW DISGUISED CHAIR TO SET THAT WOMANLY KING OF ENGLAND IN, THAT ALL THE PEOPLE MAY LAUGH AND SCOFF AT HIM. 2SOL. OH BRAVE CAPTAIN. CAP. I AM GLAD, AND YET WITH A KIND OF PITY, TO SEE THE POOR KING - WHY WHO EVER SAW A MORE FLOURISHING ARMY IN FRANCE IN ONE DAY THAN HERE IS? ARE NOT HERE ALL THE PEERS OF FRANCE? ARE NOT HERE THE NORMANS WITH THEIR FIERY HAND- GUNS, AND FLAUNCHING CURTLEAXES? ARE NOT HERE THE BARBARIANS WITH THEIR BARDED HORSES AND LAUNCHING SPEARS? ARE NOT HERE PICARDS, WITH THEIR CROSSBOWS AND PIERCING DARTS? THE HUNS WITH THEIR CUTTING GLAIVES AND SHARP CARBUNCLES? ARE NOT HERE THE LANCE-KNIGHTS OF BURGUNDY? AND ON THE OTHER SIDE, A SITE OF POOR ENGLISH SCABS? WHY, TAKE AN ENGLISHMAN OUT OF HIS WARM BED AND HIS STALE DRINK BUT ONE MONTH, AND ALAS! WHAT WILL BECOME OF HIM? BUT GIVE THE FRENCHMAN A RADISH ROOT, AND HE WILL LIVE WITH IT ALL THE DAYS OF HIS LIFE. EXIT. 2SOL. OH, THE BRAVE APPAREL THAT WE SHALL HAVE OF THE ENGLISH MANS. EXIT. ENTERS THE KING OF ENGLAND AND HIS LORDS. EHN.5. COME, MY LORDS AND FELLOWS OF ARMS. WHAT COMPANY IS THERE OF THE FRENCHMEN? AND WE FORTY THOUSAND! TEN TO ONE! MY LORDS AND LOVING COUNTRYMEN, THOUGH WE BE FEW AND THEY MANY, FEAR NOT. YOUR QUARREL IS GOOD, AND GOD WILL DEFEND YOU. PLUCK UP YOUR HEARTS, FOR THIS DAY WE SHALL EITHER HAVE A VALIANT VICTORY, OR A HONORABLE DEATH. NOW MY LORDS, I WILL THAT MY UNCLE THE DUKE OF YORK, HAVE THE VANGUARD IN THE BATTLE; THE EARL OF DARBY, THE EARL OF OXFORD, THE EARL OF KENT, THE EARL OF NOTTINGHAM, THE EARL OF HUNTINGTON I WILL HAVE BESIDE THE ARMY, THAT THEY MAY COME FRESH UPON THEM; THE DUKE OF CLARENCE AND THE DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, WILL BE IN THE MIDST OF THE BATTLE. FURTHERMORE, I WILL THAT MY LORD OF WILLOUGHBY, AND THE EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND, WITH THEIR TROOPS OF HORSEMEN, BE CONTINUALLY RUNNING LIKE WINGS ON BOTH SIDES OF THE ARMY - MY LORD OF NORTHUMBERLAND, ON THE LEFT WING. THEN I WILL, THAT EVERY ARCHER PROVIDE HIM A STAKE OF A TREE, AND SHARPEN IT AT BOTH ENDS, AND AT THE FIRST ENCOUNTER OF THE HORSEMEN, TO PITCH THEIR STAKES DOWN INTO THE GROUND BEFORE THEM, THAT THEY MAY GORE THEMSELVES UPON THEM, AND THEN TO RECOIL BACK, AND SHOOT WHOLLY TOGETHER, AND SO DISCOMFIT THEM. OXF. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, I WILL TAKE THAT IN CHARGE, IF YOUR GRACE BE THEREWITH CONTENT. HEN. WITH ALL MY HEART, MY GOOD LORD OF OXFORD. AND GO AND PROVIDE QUICKLY. OXF. I THANK YOUR HIGHNESS. EXIT. HEN.5. WELL, MY LORDS, OUR BATTLES ARE ORDAINED, AND THE FRENCH MAKING OF BONFIRES AND AT THEIR BANQUETS. BUT LET THEM LOOK, FOR I MEAN TO SET UPON THEM. THE TRUMPET SOUNDS. SOFT, HERE COMES SOME OTHER FRENCH MESSAGE. ENTERS HERALD. HERALD. KING OF ENGLAND, MY LORD HIGH CONSTABLE, AND OTHER OF MY LORDS, CONSIDERING THE POOR ESTATE OF THEE AND THY POOR COUNTRYMEN, SENDS ME TO KNOW WHAT THOU WILT GIVE FOR THY RANSOM. PERHAPS THOU MAYST AGREE BETTER CHEAP NOW THAN WHEN THOU ART CONQUERED. HEN.5. WHY THEN BELIKE YOUR HIGH CONSTABLE SENDS TO KNOW WHAT I WILL GIVE FOR MY RANSOM? NOW TRUST ME, HERALD, NOT SO MUCH AS A TUN OF TENNIS BALLS - NO NOT SO MUCH AS ONE POOR TENNIS BALL! RATHER SHALL MY BODY LIE DEAD IN THE FIELD, TO FEED CROWS, THAN EVER ENGLAND SHALL PAY ONE PENNY RANSOM FOR MY BODY. HEN.5. NO HERALD, TIS A KINGLY RESOLUTION HERALD. A KINGLY RESOLUTION. EXIT HERALD. BUT STAY, MY LORDS, WHAT TIME IS IT? ALL. PRIME, MY LORD. HEN.5. THEN IS IT GOOD TIME, NO DOUBT, FOR ALL ENGLAND PRAYETH FOR US. WHAT, MY LORDS! METHINKS YOU LOOK CHEERFULLY UPON ME. WHY, THEN, WITH ONE VOICE AND LIKE TRUE ENGLISH HEARTS, WITH ME THROW UP YOUR CAPS, AND FOR ENGLAND CRY, 'SAINT GEORGE!' AND GOD AND SAINT GEORGE HELP US! STRIKE DRUMMER. EXEUNT OMNES. THE FRENCHMEN CRY WITHIN 'SAINT DENNIS! SAINT DENNIS! MOUNT JOY! SAINT DENNIS!' THE BATTLE. ENTERS KING OF ENGLAND, AND HIS LORDS. HEN.5. COME, MY LORDS, COME! BY THIS TIME OUR SWORDS ARE ALMOST DRUNK WITH FRENCH BLOOD. BUT MY LORDS, WHICH OF YOU CAN TELL ME HOW MANY OF OUR ARMY BE SLAIN IN THE BATTLE? OXF. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, THERE ARE OF THE FRENCH ARMY SLAIN ABOVE TEN THOUSAND TWENTY SIX HUNDRED, WHEREOF ARE PRINCES AND NOBLES BEARING BANNERS; BESIDES, ALL THE NOBILITY OF FRANCE ARE TAKEN PRISONERS. OF YOUR MAJESTY'S ARMY ARE SLAIN NONE BUT THE GOOD DUKE OF YORK, AND NOT ABOVE FIVE OR SIX AND TWENTY COMMON SOLDIERS. HEN.5. FOR THE GOOD DUKE OF YORK, MY UNCLE, HERALD TO KNEEL TO THE KING OF ENGLAND! WHAT IS THY MESSAGE? HER. MY LORD AND MASTER, THE CONQUERED KING OF FRANCE, SENDS THEE LONG HEALTH, WITH HEARTY GREETING. HEN.5. HERALD, HIS GREETINGS ARE WELCOME, BUT I THANK GOD FOR MY HEALTH. WELL HERALD, SAY ON. HERALD. HE HATH SENT ME TO DESIRE YOUR MAJESTY TO GIVE HIM LEAVE TO GO INTO THE FIELD TO VIEW HIS POOR COUNTRYMEN, THAT THEY MAY ALL BE HONORABLY BURIED. HEN.5. WHY, HERALD, DOTH THY LORD AND MASTER SEND TO ME TO BURY THE DEAD? LET HIM BURY THEM A GOD'S NAME. BUT, I PRAY THEE, HERALD, WHERE IS MY LORD HIGH CONSTABLE, AND THOSE THAT WOULD HAVE HAD MY RANSOM? HERALD. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, HEN.5. WHY, YOU MAY SEE, YOU WILL MAKE YOURSELVES SURE BEFORE THE VICTORY BE WON. BUT, HERALD, WHAT CASTLE IS THIS SO NEAR ADJOINING TO OUR CAMP? HERALD. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, TIS CALLED THE CASTLE OF AGINCOURT. HEN.5. WELL THEN, MY LORDS OF ENGLAND, FOR THE MORE HONOR OF OUR ENGLISHMEN, I WILL THAT THIS BE FOREVER CALLED THE BATTLE OF AGINCOURT. HERALD. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, I HAVE A FURTHER MESSAGE TO DELIVER TO YOUR MAJESTY. HEN.5. WHAT IS THAT HERALD? SAY ON. HER. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, MY LORD AND MASTER, CRAVES TO PARLEY WITH YOUR MAJESTY. HEN.5. WITH A GOOD WILL, SO SOME OF MY NOBLES VIEW THE PLACE FOR FEAR OF TREACHERY AND TREASON. HERALD. YOUR GRACE NEEDS NOT TO DOUBT THAT. EXIT HERALD. HEN.5. WELL, TELL HIM THEN, I WILL COME. NOW MY LORDS, I WILL GO INTO THE FIELD MYSELF TO VIEW MY COUNTRYMEN, AND TO HAVE THEM HONORABLY BURIED, FOR THE FRENCH KING SHALL NEVER SURPASS ME IN COURTESY, WHILES I AM HARRY KING OF ENGLAND. COME ON, MY LORDS. EXEUNT OMNES. ENTERS JOHN COBLER, AND ROBIN PEWTERER. ROBIN. NOW, JOHN COBLER, DIDST THOU SEE HOW THE KING DID BEHAVE HIMSELF? JOHN. BUT ROBIN, DIDST THOU SEE WHAT A POLICY THE KING HAD, TO SEE HOW THE FRENCHMEN WERE KILLED WITH THE STAKES OF THE TREES? ROBIN. AY JOHN, THERE WAS A BRAVE POLICY. ENTERS AN ENGLISH SOLDIER, ROAMING. SOL. WHAT ARE YOU MY MASTERS? BOTH. WHY WE BE ENGLISHMEN. SOL. ARE YOU ENGLISHMEN? THEN CHANGE YOUR LANGUAGE, FOR THE KINGS TENTS ARE SET AFIRE, AND ALL THEY THAT SPEAK ENGLISH WILL BE KILLED. JOHN. WHAT SHALL WE DO, ROBIN? FAITH, I'LL SHIFT, FOR I CAN SPEAK BROKEN FRENCH. ROBIN. FAITH, SO CAN I, LET'S HEAR HOW THOU CANST SPEAK. JOHN. COMMODEVALES, MONSIEUR? ENTERS DERICK ROAMING. AFTER HIM A FRENCHMAN, AND TAKES HIM PRISONER. DERICK. OH, GOOD MONSIEUR! FRENCHMAN. COME, COME, YOU VILLIAGO! DER. OH, I WILL SIR, I WILL. FRENCHMAN. COME QUICKLY, YOU PEASANT! DER. I WILL, SIR. WHAT SHALL I GIVE YOU? FRENCH. MARRY, THOU SHALT GIVE ME, ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR HUNDRED CROWNS. DER. NAY, SIR, I WILL GIVE YOU MORE, I WILL GIVE YOU AS MANY CROWNS AS WILL LIE ON YOUR SWORD. FRENCH. WILT THOU GIVE ME AS MANY CROWNS AS WILL LIE ON MY SWORD? DER. AY, MARRY, WILL I. AY, BUT YOU MUST LAY DOWN YOUR SWORD, OR ELSE THEY WILL NOT LIE ON YOUR SWORD. HERE THE FRENCHMAN LAYS DOWN HIS SWORD, AND THE CLOWN TAKES IT UP, AND HURLS HIM DOWN. DER. THOU VILLAIN, DAREST THOU LOOK UP? FRENCH. OH, GOOD MONSIEUR, COMPARTEVE! MONSIEUR, PARDON ME! DER. O YOU VILLAIN! NOW YOU LIE AT MY MERCY. DOST THOU REMEMBER SINCE THOU LAMEDST ME IN THY SHORT ELL? O VILLAIN, NOW I WILL STRIKE OFF THY HEAD. HERE WHILES HE TURNS HIS BACK, THE FRENCHMAN RUNS HIS WAYS. CHARLES. WHAT IS IT YOU DEMAND, MY LOVING BROTHER OF ENGLAND? HEN.5. MY SECRETARY HATH IT WRITTEN. READ IT. SECRETARY. ITEM, THAT IMMEDIATELY HENRY OF ENGLAND BE CROWNED KING OF FRANCE. CHARLES. A VERY HARD SENTENCE, MY GOOD BROTHER OF ENGLAND. HEN.5. NO MORE BUT RIGHT, MY GOOD BROTHER OF FRANCE. FRENCH-KING. WELL, READ ON. SECRET. ITEM, THAT AFTER THE DEATH OF THE SAID HENRY THE CROWN REMAIN TO HIM AND HIS HEIRS FOREVER. FRENCH-KING. WHY THEN, YOU DO NOT ONLY MEAN TO DISPOSSESS ME, BUT ALSO MY SON. HEN.5. WHY, MY GOOD BROTHER OF FRANCE, YOU HAVE HAD IT LONG ENOUGH. AND AS FOR PRINCE DOLPHIN, IT SKILLS NOT THOUGH HE SIT BESIDE THE SADDLE. THUS I HAVE SET IT DOWN, AND THUS IT SHALL BE. FRENCH-KING. YOU ARE VERY PEREMPTORY, MY GOOD BROTHER OF ENGLAND. CHARLES. WHY THEN, BELIKE, ALL THAT I HAVE HERE IS YOURS. HEN.5. AY, EVEN AS FAR AS THE KINGDOM OF FRANCE REACHES. CHARLES. AY, FOR BY THIS HOT BEGINNING, WE SHALL SCARCE BRING IT TO A CALM ENDING. HEN.5. IT IS AS YOU PLEASE. HERE IS MY RESOLUTION. CHARLES. WELL, MY BROTHER OF ENGLAND, IF YOU WILL GIVE ME A COPY WE WILL MEET YOU AGAIN TOMORROW. HEN.5. WITH A GOOD WILL, MY GOOD BROTHER OF FRANCE. SECRETARY, DELIVER HIM A COPY. EXIT KING OF FRANCE, AND ALL THEIR ATTENDANTS. MY LORDS OF ENGLAND, GO BEFORE, AND I WILL FOLLOW YOU. EXEUNT LORDS. SPEAKS TO HIMSELF. HEN.5. AH HARRY, THRICE UNHAPPY HARRY. HAST THOU NOW CONQUERED THE FRENCH KING, AND BEGINST A FRESH SUPPLY WITH HIS DAUGHTER? BUT WITH WHAT FACE CANST THOU SEEK TO GAIN HER LOVE WHICH HATH SOUGHT TO WIN HER FATHER'S CROWN? HER FATHER'S CROWN, SAID I? NO, IT IS MINE OWN. AY, BUT I LOVE HER, AND MUST CRAVE HER, NAY, I LOVE HER, AND WILL HAVE HER! ENTERS LADY KATHERINE AND HER LADIES. BUT HERE SHE COMES. NOW NOW, FAIR LADY, KATHERINE OF FRANCE, WHAT NEWS? KATHERINE. AND IT PLEASE YOUR MAJESTY, MY FATHER SENT ME TO KNOW IF YOU WILL DEBATE ANY OF THESE UNREASONABLE DEMANDS WHICH YOU REQUIRE. HEN.5. NOW TRUST ME KATE, I COMMEND THY FATHERS WIT GREATLY IN THIS, FOR NONE IN THE WORLD COULD SOONER HAVE MADE ME DEBATE IT IF IT WERE POSSIBLE. BUT TELL ME, SWEET KATE, CANST THOU TELL HOW TO LOVE? KATE. I CANNOT HATE, MY GOOD LORD, THEREFORE, FAR UNFIT WERE IT FOR ME TO LOVE. HEN.5. TUSH, KATE! BUT TELL ME IN PLAIN TERMS, CANST THOU LOVE THE KING OF ENGLAND? I CANNOT DO AS THESE COURTIERS DO THAT SPEND HALF THEIR TIME IN WOOING. TUSH, WENCH, I AM NONE SUCH. BUT WILT THOU GO OVER TO ENGLAND? KATE. I WOULD TO GOD THAT I HAD YOUR MAJESTY I WOULD NOT VOUCHSAFE SO MUCH AS ONE LOOK UNTIL YOU HAD RELATED ALL THESE UNREASONABLE DEMANDS. HEN.5. TUSH, KATE! I KNOW THOU WOULDST NOT USE ME SO HARDLY. BUT TELL ME, CANST THOU LOVE THE KING OF ENGLAND? KATE. HOW SHOULD I LOVE HIM THAT HATH DEALT SO HARDLY WITH MY FATHER? HEN.5. BUT I WILL DEAL AS EASILY WITH THEE AS THY HEART CAN IMAGINE, OR TONGUE CAN REQUIRE. HOW SAYST THOU? WHAT WILL IT BE? KATE. IF I WERE OF MY OWN DIRECTION I COULD GIVE YOU ANSWER, BUT SEEING I STAND AT MY FATHERS DIRECTION, I MUST FIRST KNOW HIS WILL. HEN.5. BUT SHALL I HAVE THY GOOD WILL IN THE MEAN SEASON? KATE. WHEREAS I CAN PUT YOUR GRACE IN NO ASSURANCE, I WOULD BE LOATH TO PUT YOU IN ANY DESPAIR. HEN.5. NOW, BEFORE GOD, IT IS A SWEET WENCH! SHE GOES ASIDE, AND SPEAKS AS FOLLOWETH. KATE. I MAY THINK MYSELF THE HAPPIEST IN THE WORLD THAT IS BELOVED OF THE MIGHTY KING OF ENGLAND. HEN.5. WELL, KATE, ARE YOU AT HOST WITH ME? SWEET KATE, TELL THY FATHER FROM ME THAT NONE IN THE WORLD COULD SOONER HAVE PERSUADED ME TO DER. HOW NOW! ZOUNDS, IT DID ME GOOD TO SEE HOW I DID TRIUMPH OVER THE FRENCHMEN. ENTERS JOHN COBLER ROVING, WITH A PACK FULL OF APPAREL. JOHN. WHOOP DERICK! HOW DOST THOU? DER. WHAT JOHN! COMMODEVALES? ALIVE YET? JOHN. I PROMISE THEE, DERICK, I ESCAPED HARDLY, FOR I WAS WITHIN HALF A MILE WHEN ONE WAS KILLED! DER. WERE YOU SO? JOHN. AY, TRUST ME, I HAD LIKE BEEN SLAIN. DER. BUT ONCE KILLED, - WHY IT - 'TIS NOTHING. I WAS FOUR OR FIVE TIMES SLAIN. JOHN. FOUR OR FIVE TIMES SLAIN. WHY, HOW COULDST THOU HAVE BEEN ALIVE NOW? DER. O JOHN, NEVER SAY SO! FOR I WAS CALLED 'THE BLOODY SOLDIER' AMONGST THEM ALL. JOHN. WHY, WHAT DIDST THOU? DER. WHY, I WILL TELL THEE JOHN. EVERY DAY WHEN I WENT INTO THE FIELD AND MAKE MY NOSE BLEED, AND THEN I WOULD GO INTO THE FIELD. AND WHEN THE CAPTAIN SAW ME, HE WOULD SAY, 'PEACE A BLOODY SOLDIER!' AND BID ME STAND ASIDE. WHEREOF I WAS GLAD. BUT MARK THE CHANCE, JOHN: I WENT AND STOOD BEHIND A TREE, - BUT MARK THEN, JOHN - I THOUGHT I HAD BEEN SAFE, BUT ON A SUDDEN THERE STEPS TO ME A LUSTY TALL FRENCHMAN. NOW HE DREW, AND I DREW, NOW I LAY HERE, AND HE LAY THERE; NOW I SET THIS LEG BEFORE, AND TURNED THIS BACKWARD, AND SKIPPED QUITE OVER A HEDGE, AND HE SAW ME NO MORE THAT DAY. AND HE SAW ME NO MORE THERE THAT DAY, AND WAS NOT THIS WELL DONE, JOHN? JOHN. MASS DERICK, THOU HAST A WITTY HEAD. DER. AY JOHN, THOU MAYST SEE, IF THOU HADST TAKEN MY COUNSEL. BUT WHAT HAST THOU THERE? I THINK THOU HAST BEEN ROBBING THE FRENCHMEN. JOHN. AY, FAITH, DERICK. I HAVE GOTTEN SOME APPAREL TO CARRY HOME TO MY WIFE. DER. AND I HAVE GOT SOME SHOES, FOR I'LL TELL THEE WHAT I DID, WHEN THEY WERE DEAD, I WOULD GO TAKE OFF ALL THEIR SHOES. JOHN. AY, BUT DERICK, HOW SHALL WE GET HOME? DER. NAY, ZOUNDS, AND THEY TAKE THEE THEY WILL HANG THEE. O, JOHN, NEVER DO SO! IF IT BE THY FORTUNE TO BE HANGED, BE HANGED IN THY OWN LANGUAGE WHATSOEVER THOU DOST. JOHN. WHY, DERICK, THE WARS IS DONE, WE MAY GO HOME NOW. DER. AY, BUT YOU MAY NOT GO BEFORE YOU ASK THE KING LEAVE. BUT I KNOW A WAY TO GO HOME, AND ASK THE KING NO LEAVE. JOHN. HOW IS THAT, DERICK? DER. WHY, JOHN, THOU KNOWEST THE DUKE OF YORK'S FUNERAL MUST BE CARRIED INTO ENGLAND, DOST THOU NOT? JOHN. AY, THAT I DO. DER. WHY, THEN, THOU KNOWEST WE'LL GO WITH IT. JOHN. AY, BUT DERICK, HOW SHALL WE DO FOR TO MEET THEM? DER. ZOUNDS, IF I MAKE NOT SHIFT TO MEET THEM, HANG ME. SIRRAH, THOU KNOWST THAT IN EVERY TOWN THERE WILL BE RINGING, AND THERE WILL BE CAKES AND DRINK. AND KEEP A-TALKING, AND SAY, 'OH, THIS FELLOW RINGS WELL!' AND THOU SHALT GO AND TAKE A PIECE OF CAKE. THEN I'LL RING, AND THOU SHALT SAY, 'OH, THIS FELLOW KEEPS A GOOD STINT!' AND THEN I WILL GO DRINK TO THEE ALL THE WAY. BUT I MARVEL WHAT MY DAME WILL SAY WHEN WE COME HOME, BECAUSE WE HAVE NOT A FRENCH WORD TO CAST AT A DOG BY THE WAY. JOHN. WHY WHAT SHALL WE DO DERICK? DER. WHY, JOHN, I'LL GO BEFORE AND CALL MY DAME WHORE, AND THOU SHALT COME AFTER AND SET FIRE ON THE HOUSE. WE MAY DO IT, JOHN, FOR I'LL PROVE IT - BECAUSE WE BE SOLDIERS. THE TRUMPETS SOUND. JOHN. DERICK, HELP ME TO CARRY MY SHOES AND BOOTS. ENTERS KING OF ENGLAND, LORD OF OXFORD AND EXETER, THEN THE KING OF FRANCE, PRINCE DOLPHIN, AND THE DUKE OF BURGUNDY AND ATTENDANTS. HEN.5. NOW, MY GOOD BROTHER OF FRANCE, I HOPE BY THIS TIME YOU HAVE DELIBERATED OF YOUR ANSWER? FR.KING. AY, MY WELL-BELOVED BROTHER OF ENGLAND. WE HAVE VIEWED IT OVER WITH OUR LEARNED COUNCIL, BUT CANNOT FIND THAT YOU SHOULD BE CROWNED KING OF FRANCE. HEN.5. WHAT! NOT KING OF FRANCE? THEN NOTHING. I MUST BE KING. BUT, MY LOVING BROTHER OF FRANCE, I CAN HARDLY FORGET THE LATE INJURIES OFFERED ME WHEN I CAME LAST TO PARLEY; THE FRENCHMEN HAD BETTER A RAKED SECFET. ITEM, THAT HENRY, KING OF ENGLAND, BE CROWNED HEIR AND REGENT OF FRANCE, DURING THE LIFE OF KING CHARLES, AND AFTER HIS DEATH THE CROWN WITH ALL RIGHTS TO REMAIN TO KING HENRY OF ENGLAND, AND TO HIS HEIRS FOREVER. HEN.5. WELL MY GOOD BROTHER OF FRANCE, THERE IS ONE THING I MUST NEEDS DESIRE. FR-KING. WHAT IS THAT, MY GOOD BROTHER OF ENGLAND? HEN.5. THAT ALL YOUR NOBLES MUST BE SWORN TO BE TRUE TO ME. FR-KING. WHEREAS THEY HAVE NOT STUCK WITH GREATER MATTERS, I KNOW THEY WILL NOT STICK WITH SUCH A TRIFLE. BEGIN YOU, MY LORD DUKE OF BURGUNDY. TAKE YOUR OATH UPON MY SWORD. BURG. I, PHILIP DUKE OF BURGUNDY, SWEAR TO HENRY, KING OF ENGLAND, TO BE TRUE TO HIM, AND TO BECOME HIS LIEGE MAN, AND THAT IF I, PHILIP, HEAR OF ANY FOREIGN POWER COMING TO INVADE THE SAID HENRY OR HIS HEIRS, THEN I, THE SAID PHILIP, TO SEND HIM WORD, AND AID HIM WITH ALL THE POWER I CAN MAKE. AND THEREUNTO I TAKE MY OATH. HE KISSETH THE SWORD. HEN.5. COME, PRINCE DOLPHIN, YOU MUST SWEAR, TOO. HE KISSETH THE SWORD. HEN.5. WELL, MY BROTHER OF FRANCE, THERE IS ONE THING MORE I MUST NEEDS REQUIRE OF YOU. FR-KING. WHEREIN IS IT THAT WE MAY SATISFY YOUR MAJESTY? HEN.5. A TRIFLE, MY GOOD BROTHER OF FRANCE; I MEAN TO MAKE YOUR DAUGHTER QUEEN OF ENGLAND, IF SHE BE WILLING, AND YOU THEREWITH CONTENT. HOW SAYST THOU, KATE? CANST THOU LOVE THE KING OF ENGLAND? KATE. HOW SHOULD I LOVE THEE, WHICH IS MY FATHER'S ENEMY? HEN.5. TUT! STAND NOT UPON THESE POINTS. 'TIS YOU MUST MAKE US FRIENDS. I KNOW, KATE, THOU ART NOT A LITTLE PROUD THAT I LOVE THEE. WHAT, WENCH, THE KING OF ENGLAND. FR-KING. DAUGHTER, LET NOTHING STAND BETWIXT THE KING OF ENGLAND AND THEE. AGREE TO IT. KATE. I HAD BEST WHILST HE IS WILLING, LEST WHEN I WOULD, HE WILL NOT - I REST AT YOUR MAJESTY'S COMMAND. HEN.5. WELCOME, SWEET KATE! BUT MY BROTHER OF FRANCE, WHAT SAY YOU TO IT? FR-KING. WITH ALL MY HEART I LIKE IT. BUT WHEN SHALL BE YOUR WEDDING DAY? HEN.5. THE FIRST SUNDAY OF THE NEXT MONTH, GOD WILLING. SOUND TRUMPETS. EXEUNT OMNES. FINIS.