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- $Unique_ID{SSP02775}
- $Title{King Henry V: Act IV, Scene VIII}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*02750.txt}
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- Portions copyright (c) CMC ReSearch, Inc., 1989
-
- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
-
- KING HENRY V
-
-
- ACT IV
- ................................................................................
-
-
- SCENE VIII: Before KING HENRY'S pavilion.
- . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
-
- {Enter GOWER and WILLIAMS.}
-
- WILLIAMS: I warrant it is to knight you, captain.
-
- {Enter FLUELLEN.}
-
- FLUELLEN: God's will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech you
- now, come apace to the king: there is more good
- toward you peradventure than is in your knowledge to
- dream of.
-
- WILLIAMS: Sir, know you this glove?
-
- FLUELLEN: Know the glove! I know the glove is glove.
-
- WILLIAMS: I know this; and thus I challenge it.
-
- [Strikes him.]
-
- FLUELLEN: 'Sblood! an arrant traitor as any is in the
- universal world, or in France, or in England! 10
-
- GOWER: How now, sir! you villain!
-
- WILLIAMS: Do you think I'll be forsworn?
-
- FLUELLEN: Stand away, Captain Gower; I will give treason his
- payment into ploughs, I warrant you.
-
- WILLIAMS: I am no traitor.
-
- FLUELLEN: That's a lie in thy throat. I charge you in his
- majesty's name, apprehend him: he's a friend of the
- Duke Alencon's.
-
- {Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER.}
-
- WARWICK: How now, how now! what's the matter?
-
- FLUELLEN: My Lord of Warwick, here is--praised be God for it! 20
- --a most contagious treason come to light, look
- you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here is
- his majesty.
-
- {Enter KING HENRY and EXETER.}
-
- KING HENRY V: How now! what's the matter?
-
- FLUELLEN: My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that,
- look your grace, has struck the glove which your
- majesty is take out of the helmet of Alencon.
-
- WILLIAMS: My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of
- it; and he that I gave it to in change promised to
- wear it in his cap: I promised to strike him, if he 30
- did: I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I
- have been as good as my word.
-
- FLUELLEN: Your majesty hear now, saving your majesty's
- manhood, what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy
- knave it is: I hope your majesty is pear me
- testimony and witness, and will avouchment, that
- this is the glove of Alencon, that your majesty is
- give me; in your conscience, now?
-
- KING HENRY V: Give me thy glove, soldier: look, here is the
- fellow of it. 40
- 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike;
- And thou hast given me most bitter terms.
-
- FLUELLEN: An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it,
- if there is any martial law in the world.
-
- KING HENRY V: How canst thou make me satisfaction?
-
- WILLIAMS: All offences, my lord, come from the heart: never
- came any from mine that might offend your majesty.
-
- KING HENRY V: It was ourself thou didst abuse.
-
- WILLIAMS: Your majesty came not like yourself: you appeared to
- me but as a common man; witness the night, your 50
- garments, your lowliness; and what your highness
- suffered under that shape, I beseech you take it for
- your own fault and not mine: for had you been as I
- took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I
- beseech your highness, pardon me.
-
- KING HENRY V: Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,
- And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;
- And wear it for an honour in thy cap
- Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns:
- And, captain, you must needs be friends with him. 60
-
- FLUELLEN: By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle
- enough in his belly. Hold, there is twelve pence
- for you; and I pray you to serve Got, and keep you
- out of prawls, and prabbles' and quarrels, and
- dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the better
- for you.
-
- WILLIAMS: I will none of your money.
-
- FLUELLEN: It is with a good will; I can tell you, it will
- serve you to mend your shoes: come, wherefore should
- you be so pashful? your shoes is not so good: 'tis 70
- a good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.
-
- {Enter an English Herald.}
-
- KING HENRY V: Now, herald, are the dead number'd?
-
- Herald: Here is the number of the slaughter'd French.
-
- KING HENRY V: 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 V: This note doth tell me of ten thousand French
- That in the field lie slain: of princes, in this
- number, 80
- 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 lie dead: 90
- 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, Anthony Duke of Brabant,
- The brother of the Duke of Burgundy,
- And Edward Duke of Bar: of lusty earls,
- Grandpre and Roussi, Fauconberg and Foix,
- Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale.
- Here was a royal fellowship of death! 100
- Where is the number of our English dead?
-
- [Herald shews him another paper.]
-
- Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk,
- Sir Richard Ketly, 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 loss
- On one part and on the other? Take it, God, 110
- For it is none but thine!
-
- EXETER: 'Tis wonderful!
-
- KING HENRY V: Come, go we in procession to the village.
- And be it death proclaimed through our host
- To boast of this or take the praise from God
- Which is his only.
-
- FLUELLEN: Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tell
- how many is killed?
-
- KING HENRY V: Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgement,
- That God fought for us.
-
- FLUELLEN: Yes, my conscience, he did us great good. 120
-
- KING HENRY V: Do we all holy rites;
- Let there be sung 'Non nobis' and 'Te Deum;'
- The dead with charity enclosed in clay:
- And then to Calais; and to England then:
- Where ne'er from France arrived more happy men.
-
- [Exeunt.]
-