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and; I warrant you; it is the better for you。 WILLIAMS。 I will none of your 

money。 FLUELLEN。 It is with a good will; I can tell you it will serve you 

to   mend   your   shoes。   Come;   wherefore   should   you   be   so   pashful?   Your 

shoes is not so good。 'Tis a good silling; I warrant you; or I will change it。 

       Enter an ENGLISH HERALD 

       KING HENRY。 Now; herald; are the dead numb'red? HERALD。 Here 

is the number of the slaught'red French。 'Gives a paper' KING HENRY。 

What prisoners of good sort are taken; uncle? EXETER。 Charles Duke of 

Orleans; nephew to the King; John Duke of Bourbon; and Lord Bouciqualt; 

Of    other   lords  and    barons;   knights    and   squires;   Full  fifteen   hundred; 

besides     common      men。   KING     HENRY。       This   note   doth   tell  me  of   ten 

thousand French That in the field lie slain; of princes in this number; And 

nobles bearing banners; there lie dead One hundred twenty…six; added to 

these;   Of   knights;   esquires;   and   gallant   gentlemen;   Eight   thousand   and 

four    hundred;    of   the  which    Five   hundred     were   but   yesterday    dubb'd 

knights。 So that; in these ten thousand they have lost; There are but sixteen 

hundred mercenaries; The rest are princes; barons; lords; knights; squires; 

And gentlemen of blood and quality。 The names of those their nobles that 



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lie dead: Charles Delabreth; High Constable of France; Jaques of Chatillon; 

Admiral of France; The master of the cross…bows; Lord Rambures; Great 

Master of France; the brave Sir Guichard Dolphin; John Duke of Alencon; 

Antony   Duke   of   Brabant;   The   brother   to   the   Duke   of   Burgundy;   And 

Edward Duke of Bar。 Of lusty earls; Grandpre and Roussi; Fauconbridge 

and   Foix;   Beaumont   and   Marle;   Vaudemont   and   Lestrake。   Here   was   a 

royal   fellowship   of   death!   Where   is   the   number   of   our   English   dead? 

'HERALD presents another paper' Edward the Duke of York; the Earl of 

Suffolk; Sir Richard Kikely; Davy Gam; Esquire; None else of name; and 

of all other men But five and twenty。 O God; thy arm was here! And not to 

us; but to thy arm alone; Ascribe we all。 When; without stratagem; But in 

plain shock and even play of battle; Was ever known so great and little los 

On   one   part   and   on   th'   other?   Take   it;   God;   For   it   is   none   but   thine。 

EXETER。 'Tis wonderful! KING HENRY。 Come; go we in procession to 

the village; And be it death proclaimed through our host To boast of this or 

take that praise from God Which is his only。 FLUELLEN。 Is it not lawful; 

an please   your   Majesty;  to tell how  many  is kill'd?   KING  HENRY。 Yes; 

Captain;     but  with   this  acknowledgment;       That   God    fought   for  us。 

FLUELLEN。 Yes;   my conscience;  he did us great   good。 KING  HENRY。 

Do   we   all holy  rites:   Let   there   be   sung   'Non nobis'   and   'Te   Deum'; The 

dead with charity enclos'd in clay… And then to Calais; and to England then; 

Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy men。 Exeunt 



        



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                                     ACT V。 



    PROLOGUE。 

    Enter CHORUS 

       CHORUS。 Vouchsafe to those that have not read the story That I may 

prompt them; and of such as have; I humbly pray them to admit th' excuse 

Of time; of numbers; and due course of things; Which cannot in their huge 

and proper life Be here presented。 Now we bear the King Toward Calais。 

Grant him there。 There seen; Heave him away upon your winged thoughts 

Athwart the sea。 Behold; the English beach Pales in the flood with men; 

with wives; and boys; Whose shouts and claps out…voice the deep…mouth'd 

sea; Which; like a mighty whiffler; fore the King Seems to prepare his way。 

So let him land; And solemnly see him set on to London。 So swift a pace 

hath    thought   that  even   now   You   may    imagine    him   upon   Blackheath; 

Where that his lords desire him to have borne His bruised helmet and his 

bended sword Before him through the city。 He forbids it; Being free from 

vainness   and   self…glorious   pride;   Giving   full   trophy;   signal;   and   ostent; 

Quite    from   himself   to  God。   But   now    behold   In  the  quick   forge  and 

working…house of thought; How London doth pour out her citizens! The 

mayor and all his brethren in best sort… Like to the senators of th' antique 

Rome; With the plebeians swarming at their heels… Go forth and fetch their 

conqu'ring Caesar in; As; by a lower but loving likelihood; Were now the 

General of our gracious Empress… As in good time he may… from Ireland 

coming; Bringing rebellion broached on his sword; How many would the 

peaceful   city  quit To   welcome   him!   Much   more;   and   much   more   cause; 

Did they this Harry。 Now in London place him… As yet the lamentation of 

the   French   Invites   the   King   of   England's   stay   at   home;   The   Emperor's 

coming in behalf of France To order peace between them; and omit All the 

occurrences;   whatever   chanc'd;   Till   Harry's   back…return   again   to   France。 

There     must   we   bring   him;   and   myself   have   play'd   The   interim;   by 

rememb'ring you 'tis past。 Then brook abridgment; and your eyes advance; 

After your thoughts; straight back again to France。 Exit 



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                 SCENE I。 France。 The English camp 



     Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER 

       GOWER。 Nay; that's right; but why wear you your leek to…day? Saint 

Davy's day is past。 FLUELLEN。 There is occasions and causes why and 

wherefore in all things。 I will tell you; ass my friend; Captain Gower: the 

rascally;   scald;   beggarly;   lousy;   pragging   knave;   Pistol…   which   you   and 

yourself   and   all the   world know  to   be no   petter   than   a   fellow;  look   you 

now;    of  no   merits…   he   is  come   to  me;   and   prings   me    pread   and   salt 

yesterday;   look   you;   and   bid   me   eat   my   leek;   it   was   in   a   place   where   I 

could not breed no contendon with him; but I will be so bold as to wear it 

in my cap till I see him once again; and then I will tell him a little piece of 

my desires。 

       Enter PISTOL 

       GOWER。        Why;     here    he   comes;     swelling    like   a   turkey…cock。 

FLUELLEN。   'Tis   no   matter   for   his   swellings   nor   his   turkey…cocks。   God 

pless you; Aunchient Pistol! you scurvy; lousy knave; God 

       pless   you!   PISTOL。     Ha!   art  thou   bedlam?     Dost   thou   thirst;  base 

Troyan; To have me fold up Parca's fatal web? Hence! I am qualmish at 

the smell of leek。 FLUELLEN。 I peseech you heartily; scurvy; lousy knave; 

at   my   desires;   and   my   requests;   and   my   petitions;   to   eat;   look   you;   this 

leek; because; look you; you do not love it; nor your affections; and your 

appetites; and your digestions; does not agree with it; I would desire you to 

eat it。 PISTOL。 Not for Cadwallader and all his goats。 FLUELLEN。 There 

is one goat for you。 'Strikes him' Will you be so good; scald knave; as eat 

it? PISTOL。 Base Troyan; thou shalt die。 FLUELLEN。 You say very true; 

scald knave… when God's will is。 I will desire you to live in the meantime; 

and eat your victuals; come; there is sauce for it。 'Striking him again' You 

call'd me yesterday mountain…squire; but I will make you to…day a squire 

of low degree。 I pray you fall to; if you can mock a leek; you can eat a leek。 

GOWER。 Enough; Captain; you have astonish'd him。 FLUELLEN。 I say I 

will make him eat some part of my leek; or I will peat his pate four days。 

Bite;   I  pray   you;   it  is  good   for  your   green    wound     and   your   ploody 

coxcomb。   PISTOL。   Must   I  bite?   FL

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