Flu. Why, I pray you, is not pig, great? the pig, or the great, or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnanimous, are all one reckonings, fave the phrafe is a little variations.

Gow. I think, Alexander the great was born in Macedon; his father was called Philip of Macedon, as I take it.

Flu. I think, it is in Macedon where Alexander is porn: I tell you, captain, if you look in the maps of the orld: I warrant, that you fall find, in the comparifons between Macedon and Monmouth, that the fituafions, look you, is both alike. There is a river in Macedon, there is also moreover a river at Monmouth : it is call'd Wye at Monmouth, but it is out of my prains, what is the name of the other river; but it is all one, 'tis as like as my fingers to my fingers, and there is Salmons in both. If you mark Alexander's life well, Harry of Monmouth's life is come after it indifferent well; for there is figures in all things. Alexander, God knows and you know, in his rages, and his furies, and his wraths, and his cholers, and his moods, and his displeasures, and his indignations; and also being a little intoxicates in his prains, did in his ales and his angers, look you, kill his best friend Clytus.

Gow. Our King is not like him in that, he never kill'd any of his friends..

Flu. It is not well done, mark you now, to take the tales out of my mouth, ere it is made and finish'd. I speak but in figures, and comparifons of it; as Alexander kill'd his friend Clytus, being in his ales and his cups; fo alfo Harry Monmouth, being in his right wits and his good judgments, turn'd away the fat Knight with the great belly-doublet; he was full of jefts and gypes, and knaveries, and mocks: I have forgot his

name.

Gow. Sir John Falstaff.

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Flu.

Fl. That is he: I tell you, there is good men porn at Monmouth.

Gow. Here comes his Majesty.

Alarum. Enter King Henry, with Bourbon and other prifoners; Lords and Attendants. Flourish.

K. Henry. I was not angry fince I came to France,
Until this inftant. Take a trumpet, herald,
Ride thou unto the horsemen on yon hill:

If they will fight with us, bid them come down,
Or void the field; they do offend our fight.
If they'll do neither, we will come to them;
And make them sker away, as fwift as ftones
Enforced from the old Affyrian flings:
Befides, we'll cut the throats of thofe we have ;
And not a man of them, that we fhall take,
Shall tafte our mercy. Go, and tell them fo.
Enter Mountjoy.

Exe. Here comes the herald of the French, my Liege.
Glou. His eyes are humbler than they us'd to be.
K. Henry. How now, what means their herald?
know'ft thou not,

That I have fin'd thefe bones of mine for ranfom?
Com'ft thou again for ransom?

Mount. No, great King:

I come to thee for charitable licence

That we may wander o'er this bloody field,
To book our dead, and then to bury them:
To fort our nobles from our common men ;
For many of our Princes (woe, the while!)
Lie drown'd, and foak'd in mercenary blood:
So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbs
In blood of Princes, while their wounded ifteeds
Fret fet-lock deep in gore, and with wild rage

Yerk

Yerk out their armed heels at their dead masters, Killing them twice. O, give us leave, great King, To view the field in fafety, and difpofe

Of their dead bodies.

K. Henry. I tell thee truly, herald,

I know not, if the day be ours or no;
For yet a many of your horfemen peer,
And gallop o'er the field.

Mount. The day is yours.

K. Henry. Praifed be God, and not our strength,
for it!

What is this caftle call'd, that stands hard by?
Mount. They call it Agincourt.

K. Henry. Then call we this the field of Agincourt, Fought on the day of Crifpin Crifpianus.

Flu. Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your Majefty, and your great uncle Edward the plack Prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles, fought a most prave pattle here in France.

K. Henry. They did, Fluellen.

Flu. Your Majefty fays very true: if your Majefties is remember'd of it, the Welfomen did good fervice in a garden where Leeks did grow, wearing Leeks in their Monmouth caps, which your Majefty knows to this hour is an honourable padge of the fervice; and I do believe, your Majefty takes no fcorn to wear the Leek upon St. Tavee's day.

K. Henry. I wear it for a memorable honour : For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman.

Flu. All the water in Wye cannot wash your Majesty's Well plood out of your pody, I can tell you that: God plefs and preferve it, as long as it pleases his grace and his majefty too.

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K. Henry. Thanks, good my countryman. Flu. By Jefhu, I am your Majefty's countryman, care not who know it: I will confefs it to all the orld; I need not to be ashamed of your Majesty, praised be God,

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God, fo long as your Majefty is an honest man.
K. Henry. God keep me fo!

Enter Williams.

Our heralds go with him:

[Exeunt Heralds, with Mountjoy.

Bring me just notice of the numbers dead

On both our parts.

Call yonder fellow hither.

Exe. Soldier, you must come to the King. K. Henry. Soldier, why wear'st thou that glove in thy cap?

Will. An't please your Majefty, 'tis the gage of one that I fhould fight withal, if he be alive.

K. Henry. An Englishman?

Will. An't please your Majefty, a rafcal that fwagger'd with me last night; who, if alive, and if ever he dare to challenge this glove, I have fworn to take him a box o'th' ear; or if I can fee my glove in his cap, which he fwore as he was a foldier he would wear, (if alive) I will strike it out foundly.

K. Henry. What think you, captain Fluellen, is it fit this foldier keep his oath?

Flu. He is a craven and a villain elfe, an't please your Majefty, in my conscience.

K. Henry. It may be, his enemy is a gentleman of great fort, quite from the answer of his degree.

Flu. Though he be as good a gentleman as the devil is, as Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is necessary, look your Grace, that he keep his vow and his oath : if he be perjur'd, fee you now, his reputation is as arrant a villain and a jackfawce, as even his black fhoe trod upon God's ground and his earth, in my confcience law.

K. Henry.

K. Henry. Then keep thy vow, firrah, when thou meet'ft the fellow.

Will. So I will, my Liege, as I live.

K. Henry. Who ferv'ft thou under?
Will. Under captain Gower, my Liege.

Flu. Gower is a good captain, and is good knowledge and literature in the wars.

K. Henry. Call him hither to me, foldier.
Will. I will, my Liege.

[Exit.

K. Henry. Here, Fluellen, wear thou this favour for me, and stick it in thy cap; when Alanfon and my felf were down together, I pluck'd this glove from his helm; if any man challenge this, he is a friend to Alanfon and an enemy to our perfon; if thou encounter any fuch, apprehend him if thou doft love me.

Flu. Your Grace does me as great honours as can be defir'd in the hearts of his fubjects: I would fain see the man, that has but two legs, that shall find himfelf agriev❜d at this glove; that is all: but I would fain fee it once an please God of his grace that I might fee.

K. Henry. Know'st thou Gower?

Flu. He is my dear friend, an please you.

K. Henry. Pray thee, go feek him, and bring him to my tent.

Flu. I will fetch him.

[Exit.

K. Henry. My lord of Warwick and my brother

Glofter,

Follow Fluellen clofely at the heels:

The glove, which I have given him for a favour,
May, haply, purchase him a box o'th' ear.
It is the foldier's; I by bargain fhould

Wear it my self. Follow, good cousin Warwick:
If that the foldier ftrike him, as, I judge
By his blunt bearing, he will keep his word;
Some fudden mischief may arise of it:
For I do know Fluellen valiant,

And,