Pist. Let housewifery appear; keep close, I thee command. Quick. Farewell; adieu. Exeunt. SCENE IV.-France. A Room in the French King's Palace. Enter the French KING attended; the DAUPHIN, the Duke of BURGUNDY, the CONSTABLE, and others. Fr. King. Thus come the English, with full power upon us; And more than carefully it us concerns, To answer royally in our defences. Therefore the dukes of Berry and of Bretagne, Of Brabant, and of Orleans, shall make forth,- With men of courage, and with means defendant: It fits us then, to be as provident As fear may teach us, cut of late examples Dau. My most redoubted father, It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe: For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom (Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in question), But that defences, musters, preparations, Should be maintain'd, assembled, and collected, As were a war in expectation. Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth, To view the sick and feeble parts of France: And let us do it with no show of fear; No, with no more, than if we heard that England Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance: For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd, Her sceptre so fantastically borne By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth, Con. O peace, prince Dauphin! You are too much mistaken in this king: With what great state he heard their embassy, * Diffident in objection. + Exhausted. In cases of defence, 'tis best to weigh Fr. King. Think we king Harry strong; And, princes, look, you strongly arm to meet him. The patterns that by God and by French fathers The native mightiness and fate of him. Enter a MESSENGER. Mess. Ambassadors from Henry king of England Do crave admittance to your majesty. Fr. King. We'll give them present audience. Go, and bring [Exeunt MESSENGER and certain LORDS. them. You see, this chase is hotly follow'd, friends. Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit: for coward dogs Most spend their mouths,t when what they seem to threaten, Runs far before them. Good my sovereign, Take up the English short; and let them know Of what a monarchy you are the head: Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. Re-enter LORDS, with EXETER and Train. Fr. King. From our brother England? Exe. From him; and thus he greets your majesty. He wills you, in the name of God Almighty, That you divest yourself, and lay apart To him, and to his heirs; namely, the crown, [Gives a paper. Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days, Exe. Bloody constraint; for if you hide the crown To whom expressly I bring greeting too. Fr. King. For us, we will consider of this further: Dau. For the Dauphin, I stand here for him; What to him from England? The mighty sender, doth he prize you at. Thus says my king: and, if your father's highness Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty, Shall chide your trespass, and return your mock Dau. Say, if my father render fair reply, It is against my will: for I desire Nothing but odds with England; to that end, As matching to his youth and vanity, I did present him with those Paris balls. Exe. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it, (As we, his subjects, have in wonder found) *Resound, echo. Between the promise of his greener days, And these he masters now; now he weighs time, In your own losses, if he stay in France. Fr. King. To-morrow shall you know our mind at full. Come here himself to question our delay; For he is footed in this land already. Fr. King. You shall be soon despatch'd, with fair conditions: A night is but small breath, and little pause, To answer matters of this consequence. [Exeunt. ACT III. Enter CHORUS. Cho. Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies, Than that of thought. Suppose, that you have seen With silken streamers the young Phoebus fanning. * Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow! With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur. Suppose, the ambassador from the French comes back Katherine his daughter; and with her, to dowry, The offer likes not: and the nimble gunner [Alarum, and chambers* go off. And down goes all before them. Still be kind, And eke out our performance with your mind. SCENE I-The same. Before Harfleur [Exit. Alarums. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD, GLOSTER, and SOLDIERS, with scaling-ladders. K. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man But when the blast of war blows in our ears, O'erhang and jutty+ his confounded base, Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide; Have, in these parts, from morn till even fought, That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you! And teach them how to war!-And you, good yeomen, That you are worth your breeding: which I doubt not; I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Cry-God for Harry! England! and Saint George! [Exeunt. Alarum, and chambers go off. Small pieces of ordnance. + Worn. § Fetched. + Jet over. |