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Reference: i4v - Histories, p. 88

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The Life of Henry the Fift. Boy.

He prayes you to saue his life, he is a Gentleman

of a good house, and for his ransom he will giue you two

hundred Crownes.

Pist.
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Tell him my fury shall abate, and I the Crownes

will take.

Fren.

Petit Monsieur que dit il?

Boy.

Encore qu'il et contra son Iurement, de pardonner au-

cune prisonner: neant-mons pour les escues que vous layt a pro-

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mets il est content a vous donnes le liberte le franchisement.

Fre.

Sur mes genoux se vous donnes milles remercious, et

Ie me estime heurex que Ie intombe, entre les main d'vn Che-

ualier Ie peuse le plus braue valiant et tres distinie signieur

d'Angleterre.

Pist.
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Expound vnto me boy.

Boy.

He giues you vpon his knees a thousand thanks,

and he esteemes himselfe happy, that he hath falne into

the hands of one (as he thinkes) the most braue, valorous

and thrice-worthy signeur of England.

Pist.
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As I sucke blood, I will some mercy shew. Fol-

low mee.

Boy.

Saaue vous le grand Capitaine?

I did neuer know so full a voyce issue from so emptie a

heart: but the saying is true, The empty vessel makes the

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greatest sound, Bardolfe and Nym had tenne times more

valour, then this roaring diuell i'th olde play, that euerie

one may payre his nayles with a woodden dagger, and

they are both hang'd, and so would this be, if hee durst

steale any thing aduenturously. I must stay with the

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Lackies with the luggage of our camp, the French might

haue a good pray of vs, if he knew of it, for there is none

to guard it but boyes.

Exit.
[Act 4, Scene 5] Enter Constable, Orleance, Burbon, Dolphin, and Ramburs. Con. O Diable. Orl. O signeur le iour et perdia, toute et perdie. Dol.
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Mor Dieu ma vie, all is confounded all, Reproach, and euerlasting shame Sits mocking in our Plumes. A short Alarum. O meschante Fortune, do not runne away.
Con. Why all our rankes are broke. Dol,thr
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O perdurable shame, let's stab our selues: Be these the wretches that we plaid at dice for?
Orl. Is this the King we sent too, for his ransome? Bur. Shame, and eternall shame, nothing but shame, Let vs dye in once more backe againe,
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And he that will not follow Burbon now, Let him go hence, and with his cap in hand Like a base Pander hold the Chamber doore, Whilst a base slaue, no gentler then my dogge, His fairest daughter is contaminated.
Con.
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Disorder that hath spoyl'd vs, friend vs now, Let vs on heapes go offer vp our liues.
Orl. We are enow yet liuing in the Field, To smother vp the English in our throngs, If any order might be thought vpon. Bur.
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The diuell take Order now, Ile to the throng; Let life be short, else shame will be too long.
Exit.
[Act 4, Scene 6] Alarum. Enter the King and his trayne, with Prisoners. King. Well haue we done, thrice-valiant Countrimen, But all's not done, yet keepe the French the field. Exe. The D. of York commends him to your Maiesty

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King.
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Liues he good Vnckle: thrice within this houre I saw him downe; thrice vp againe, and fighting, From Helmet to the spurre, all blood he was.
Exe. In which array (braue Soldier) doth he lye, Larding the plaine: and by his bloody side,
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(Yoake-fellow to his honour-owing-wounds) The Noble Earle of Suffolke also lyes. Suffolke first dyed, and Yorke all hagled ouer Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteeped, And takes him by the Beard, kisses the gashes
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That bloodily did yawne vpon his face. He cryes aloud; Tarry my Cosin Suffolke, My soule shall thine keepe company to heauen: Tarry (sweet soule) for mine, then flye a-brest: As in this glorious and well-foughten field
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We kept together in our Chiualrie. Vpon these words I came, and cheer'd him vp, He smil'd me in the face, raught me his hand, And with a feeble gripe, sayes: Deere my Lord, Commend my seruice to my Soueraigne,
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So did he turne, and ouer Suffolkes necke He threw his wounded arme, and kist his lippes, And so espous'd to death, with blood he seal'd A Testament of Noble-ending-loue: The prettie and sweet manner of it forc'd
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Those waters from me, which I would haue stop'd, But I had not so much of man in mee, And all my mother came into mine eyes, And gaue me vp to teares.
King. I blame you not,
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For hearing this, I must perforce compound With mixtfull eyes, or they will issue to. Alarum. But hearke, what new alarum is this same? The French haue re-enforc'd their scatter'd men: Then euery souldiour kill his Prisoners,
[2430]
Giue the word through.
Exit
Actus Quartus. [Act 4, Scene 7] Enter Fluellen and Gower. Flu.

Kill the poyes and the luggage, 'Tis expressely

against the Law of Armes, tis as arrant a peece of knaue-

ry marke you now, as can bee offert in your Conscience

now, is it not?

Gow.
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Tis certaine, there's not a boy left aliue, and the

Cowardly Rascalls that ranne from the battaile ha' done

this slaughter: besides they haue burned and carried a-

way all that was in the Kings Tent, wherefore the King

most worthily hath caus'd euery soldiour to cut his pri-

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soners throat. O 'tis a gallant King.

Flu.

I, hee was porne at Monmouth Captaine Gower:

What call you the Townes name where Alexander the

pig was borne?

Gow.

Alexander the Great.

Flu.
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Why I pray you, is not pig, great? The pig, or

the grear great , or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnani-

mous, are all one reckonings, saue the phrase is a litle va-

riations.

Gower.

I thinke Alexander the Great was borne in

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Macedon, his Father was called Phillip of Macedon as I

take it.

Flu.

I thinke it is in Macedon where Alexander is porne.

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Actus Quartus. [Act 4, Scene 7] Enter Fluellen and Gower. Flu.

Kill the poyes and the luggage, 'Tis expressely

against the Law of Armes, tis as arrant a peece of knaue-

ry marke you now, as can bee offert in your Conscience

now, is it not?

Gow.
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Tis certaine, there's not a boy left aliue, and the

Cowardly Rascalls that ranne from the battaile ha' done

this slaughter: besides they haue burned and carried a-

way all that was in the Kings Tent, wherefore the King

most worthily hath caus'd euery soldiour to cut his pri-

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soners throat. O 'tis a gallant King.

Flu.

I, hee was porne at Monmouth Captaine Gower:

What call you the Townes name where Alexander the

pig was borne?

Gow.

Alexander the Great.

Flu.
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Why I pray you, is not pig, great? The pig, or

the grear great , or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnani-

mous, are all one reckonings, saue the phrase is a litle va-

riations.

Gower.

I thinke Alexander the Great was borne in

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Macedon, his Father was called Phillip of Macedon as I

take it.

Flu.

I thinke it is in Macedon where Alexander is

porne: I tell you Captaine, if you looke in the Maps of

the Orld, I warrant you sall finde in the comparisons be-

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tweene Macedon & Monmouth, that the situations looke

you, is both alike. There is a Riuer in Macedon, & there

is also moreouer a Riuer at Monmouth, it is call'd Wye at

Monmouth: but it is out of my praines, what is the name

of the other Riuer: but 'tis all one, tis alike as my fingers

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is to my fingers, and there is Salmons in both. If you

marke Alexanders life well, Harry of Monmouthes life is

come after it indifferent well, for there is figures in all

things. Alexander God knowes, and you know, in his

rages, and his furies, and his wraths, and his chollers, and

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his moodes, and his displeasures, and his indignations,

and also being a little intoxicates in his praines, did in

his Ales and his angers (looke you) kill his best friend

Clytus.

Gow.

Our King is not like him in that, he neuer kill'd

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any of his friends.

Flu.

It is not well done (marke you now) to take the

tales out of my mouth, ere it is made and finished. I speak

but in the figures, and comparisons of it: as Alexander

kild his friend Clytus, being in his Ales and his Cuppes; so

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also Harry Monmouth being in his right wittes, and his

good iudgements, turn'd away the fat Knight with the

great belly doublet: he was full of iests, and gypes, and

knaueries, and mockes, I haue forgot his name.

Gow.

Sir Iohn Falstaffe.

Flu.
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That is he: Ile tell you, there is good men porne

at Monmonth Monmouth .

Gow.

Heere comes his Maiesty.

Alarum. Enter King Harry and Burbon with prisoners. Flourish. King. I was not angry since I came to France, Vntill this instant. Take a Trumpet Herald,
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Ride thou vnto the Horsemen on yond hill: If they will fight with vs, bid them come downe, Or voyde the field: they do offend our sight. If they'l do neither, we will come to them, And make them sker away, as swift as stones
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Enforced from the old Assyrian slings: Besides, wee'l cut the throats of those we haue, And not a man of them that we shall take, Shall taste our mercy. Go and tell them so.
Enter Montioy. Exe. Here comes the Herald of the French, my Liege Glou.
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His eyes are humbler then they vs'd to be.

King. How now, what meanes this Herald? Knowst thou not, That I haue fin'd these bones of mine for ransome? Com'st thou againe for ransome? Her. No great King:
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I come to thee for charitable License, That we may wander ore this bloody field, To booke our dead, and then to bury them, To sort our Nobles from our common men. For many of our Princes (woe the while)
[2505]
Lye drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood: So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbes In blood of Princes, and with wounded steeds Fret fet-locke deepe in gore, and with wilde rage Yerke out their armed heeles at their dead masters,
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Killing them twice. O giue vs leaue great King, To view the field in safety, and dispose Of their dead bodies.
Kin. I tell thee truly Herald, I know not if the day be ours or no,
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For yet a many of your horsemen peere, And gallop ore the field.
Her.

The day is yours.

Kin. Praised be God, and not our strength for it: What is this Castle call'd that stands hard by. Her.
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They call it Agincourt.

King. Then call we this the field of Agincourt, Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus. Flu.

Your Grandfather of famous memory (an't please

your Maiesty) and your great Vncle Edward the Placke

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Prince of Wales, as I haue read in the Chronicles, fought

a most praue pattle here in France.

Kin.

They did Fluellen.

Flu.

Your Maiesty sayes very true: If your Maiesties

is remembred of it, the Welchmen did good seruice in a

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Garden where Leekes did grow, wearing Leekes in their

Monmouth caps, which your Maiesty know to this houre

is an honourable badge of the seruice: And I do beleeue

your Maiesty takes no scorne to weare the Leeke vppon

S.Tauies day.

King.
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I weare it for a memorable honor: For I am Welch you know good Countriman.
Flu.

All the water in Wye, cannot wash your Maie-

sties Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that:

God plesse it, and preserue it, as long as it pleases his

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Grace, and his Maiesty too.

Kin. Thankes good my Countrymen. Flu.

By Ieshu, I am your Maiesties Countreyman, I

care not who know it: I will confesse it to all the Orld, I

need not to be ashamed of your Maiesty, praised be God

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so long as your Maiesty is an honest man.

King.

Good keepe me so.

Enter Williams. Our Heralds go with him, Bring me iust notice of the numbers dead On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither.
Exe.
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Souldier, you must come to the King.
Kin. Souldier, why wear'st thou that Gloue in thy Cappe? Will.

And't please your Maiesty, tis the gage of one

that I should fight withall, if he be aliue.

Kin.

An Englishman?

Wil.
[2555]

And't please your Maiesty, a Rascall that swag-

ger'd with me last night: who if aliue, and euer dare to

challenge this Gloue, I haue sworne to take him a boxe

a'th ere: or if I can see my Gloue in his cappe, which he

swore as he was a Souldier he would weare (if aliue) I wil

[2560]

strike it out soundly.

Kin.

What thinke you Captaine Fluellen, is it fit this

souldier keepe his oath.

Flu.

Hee is a Crauen and a Villaine else, and't please

your Maiesty in my conscience.

King.
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It may bee, his enemy is a Gentleman of great

sort quite from the answer of his degree.

Flu.

Though he be as good a Ientleman as the diuel is,

as Lucifer and Belzebub himselfe, it is necessary (looke

your Grace) that he keepe his vow and his oath: If hee

[2570]

bee periur'd (see you now) his reputation is as arrant a

villaine and a Iacke sawce, as euer his blacke shoo trodd

vpon Gods ground, and his earth, in my conscience law

King.

Then keepe thy vow sirrah, when thou meet'st

the fellow.

Wil.
[2575]

So, I wil my Liege, as I liue.

King. Who seru'st thou vnder? Will.

Vnder Captaine Gower, my Liege.

Flu.

Gower is a good Captaine, and is good know-

ledge and literatured in the Warres.

King.
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Call him hither to me, Souldier.

Will.

I will my Liege.

Exit. King.

Here Fluellen, weare thou this fauour for me, and

sticke it in thy Cappe: when Alanson and my selfe were

downe together, I pluckt this Gloue from his Helme: If

[2585]

any man challenge this, hee is a friend to Alanson, and an

enemy to our Person; if thou encounter any such, appre-

hend him, and thou do'st me loue.

Flu.

Your Grace doo's me as great Honors as can be

desir'd in the hearts of his Subiects: I would faine see

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the man, that ha's but two legges, that shall find himselfe

agreefd at this Gloue; that is all: but I would faine see

it once, and please God of his grace that I might see.

King.

Know'st thou Gower?

Flu.

He is my deare friend, and please you.

King.
[2595]

Pray thee goe seeke him, and bring him to my

Tent.

Flu.

I will fetch him.

Exit. King. My Lord of Warwick, and my Brother Gloster, Follow Fluellen closely at the heeles.
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The Gloue which I haue giuen him for a fauour, May haply purchase him a box a'th'eare. It is the Souldiers: I by bargaine should Weare it my selfe. Follow good Cousin Warwick: If that the Souldier strike him, as I iudge
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By his blunt bearing, he will keepe his word; Some sodaine mischiefe may arise of it: For I doe know Fluellen valiant, And toucht with Choler, hot as Gunpowder, And quickly will returne an iniurie.
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Follow, and see there be no harme betweene them. Goe you with me, Vnckle of Exeter.
Exeunt.
 

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      <l n="2511">To view the field in safety, and dispose</l>
      <l n="2512">Of their dead bodies.</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="2513">I tell thee truly Herald,</l>
      <l n="2514">I know not if the day be ours or no,</l>
      <l n="2515">For yet a many of your horsemen peere,</l>
      <l n="2516">And gallop ore the field.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-her">
      <speaker rend="italic">Her.</speaker>
      <p n="2517">The day is yours.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="2518">Praised be God, and not our strength for it:</l>
      <l n="2519">What is this Castle call'd that stands hard by.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-her">
      <speaker rend="italic">Her.</speaker>
      <p n="2520">They call it<hi rend="italic">Agincourt</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2521">Then call we this the field of<hi rend="italic">Agincourt</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2522">Fought on the day of<hi rend="italic">Crispin Crispianus</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2523">Your Grandfather of famous memory (an't please
      <lb n="2524"/>your Maiesty) and your great Vncle<hi rend="italic">Edward</hi>the Placke
      <lb n="2525"/>Prince of Wales, as I haue read in the Chronicles, fought
      <lb n="2526"/>a most praue pattle here in France.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <p n="2527">They did<hi rend="italic">Fluellen</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2528">Your Maiesty sayes very true: If your Maiesties
      <lb n="2529"/>is remembred of it, the Welchmen did good seruice in a
      <lb n="2530"/>Garden where Leekes did grow, wearing Leekes in their
      <lb n="2531"/>
         <hi rend="italic">Monmouth</hi>caps, which your Maiesty know to this houre
      <lb n="2532"/>is an honourable badge of the seruice: And I do beleeue
      <lb n="2533"/>your Maiesty takes no scorne to weare the Leeke vppon
      <lb n="2534"/>S.Tauies day.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2535">I weare it for a memorable honor:</l>
      <l n="2536">For I am Welch you know good Countriman.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2537">All the water in Wye, cannot wash your Maie-
      <lb n="2538"/>sties Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that:
      <lb n="2539"/>God plesse it, and preserue it, as long as it pleases his
      <lb n="2540"/>Grace, and his Maiesty too.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="2541">Thankes good my Countrymen.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2542">By Ieshu, I am your Maiesties Countreyman, I
      <lb n="2543"/>care not who know it: I will confesse it to all the Orld, I
      <lb n="2544"/>need not to be ashamed of your Maiesty, praised be God
      <lb n="2545"/>so long as your Maiesty is an honest man.</p>
   </sp>
   <!-- H5 proofed to here -->
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2546">Good keepe me so.</p>
      <stage rend="italic centre" type="entrance">Enter Williams.</stage>
      <l n="2547">Our Heralds go with him,</l>
      <l n="2548">Bring me iust notice of the numbers dead</l>
      <l n="2549">On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-exe">
      <speaker rend="italic">Exe.</speaker>
      <l n="2550">Souldier, you must come to the King.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="2551">Souldier, why wear'st thou that Gloue in thy
      <lb/>Cappe?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-wil">
      <speaker rend="italic">Will.</speaker>
      <p n="2552">And't please your Maiesty, tis the gage of one
      <lb n="2553"/>that I should fight withall, if he be aliue.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <p n="2554">An Englishman?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-wil">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wil.</speaker>
      <p n="2555">And't please your Maiesty, a Rascall that swag-
      <lb n="2556"/>ger'd with me last night: who if aliue, and euer dare to
      <lb n="2557"/>challenge this Gloue, I haue sworne to take him a boxe
      <lb n="2558"/>a'th ere: or if I can see my Gloue in his cappe, which he
      <lb n="2559"/>swore as he was a Souldier he would weare (if aliue) I wil
      <lb n="2560"/>strike it out soundly.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <p n="2561">What thinke you Captaine<hi rend="italic">Fluellen</hi>, is it fit this
      <lb n="2562"/>souldier keepe his oath.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2563">Hee is a Crauen and a Villaine else, and't please
      <lb n="2564"/>your Maiesty in my conscience.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2565">It may bee, his enemy is a Gentleman of great
      <lb n="2566"/>sort quite from the answer of his degree.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2567">Though he be as good a Ientleman as the diuel is,
      <lb n="2568"/>as Lucifer and Belzebub himselfe, it is necessary (looke
      <lb n="2569"/>your Grace) that he keepe his vow and his oath: If hee
      <lb n="2570"/>bee periur'd (see you now) his reputation is as arrant a
      <lb n="2571"/>villaine and a Iacke sawce, as euer his blacke shoo trodd
      <lb n="2572"/>vpon Gods ground, and his earth, in my conscience law</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2573">Then keepe thy vow sirrah, when thou meet'st
      <lb n="2574"/>the fellow.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-wil">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wil.</speaker>
      <p n="2575">So, I wil my Liege, as I liue.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2576">Who seru'st thou vnder?</l>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0446-0.jpg" n="90"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-h5-wil">
      <speaker rend="italic">Will.</speaker>
      <p n="2577">Vnder Captaine<hi rend="italic">Gower</hi>, my Liege.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2578">
         <hi rend="italic">Gower</hi>is a good Captaine, and is good know-
      <lb n="2579"/>ledge and literatured in the Warres.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2580">Call him hither to me, Souldier.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-wil">
      <speaker rend="italic">Will.</speaker>
      <p n="2581">I will my Liege.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2582">Here<hi rend="italic">Fluellen</hi>, weare thou this fauour for me, and
      <lb n="2583"/>sticke it in thy Cappe: when<hi rend="italic">Alanson</hi>and my selfe were
      <lb n="2584"/>downe together, I pluckt this Gloue from his Helme: If
      <lb n="2585"/>any man challenge this, hee is a friend to<hi rend="italic">Alanson</hi>, and an
      <lb n="2586"/>enemy to our Person; if thou encounter any such, appre-
      <lb n="2587"/>hend him, and thou do'st me loue.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2588">Your Grace doo's me as great Honors as can be
      <lb n="2589"/>desir'd in the hearts of his Subiects: I would faine see
      <lb n="2590"/>the man, that ha's but two legges, that shall find himselfe
      <lb n="2591"/>agreefd at this Gloue; that is all: but I would faine see
      <lb n="2592"/>it once, and please God of his grace that I might see.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2593">Know'st thou<hi rend="italic">Gower</hi>?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2594">He is my deare friend, and please you.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2595">Pray thee goe seeke him, and bring him to my
      <lb n="2596"/>Tent.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2597">I will fetch him.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2598">My Lord of<hi rend="italic">Warwick</hi>, and my Brother<hi rend="italic">Gloster</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2599">Follow<hi rend="italic">Fluellen</hi>closely at the heeles.</l>
      <l n="2600">The Gloue which I haue giuen him for a fauour,</l>
      <l n="2601">May haply purchase him a box a'th'eare.</l>
      <l n="2602">It is the Souldiers: I by bargaine should</l>
      <l n="2603">Weare it my selfe. Follow good Cousin<hi rend="italic">Warwick</hi>:</l>
      <l n="2604">If that the Souldier strike him, as I iudge</l>
      <l n="2605">By his blunt bearing, he will keepe his word;</l>
      <l n="2606">Some sodaine mischiefe may arise of it:</l>
      <l n="2607">For I doe know<hi rend="italic">Fluellen</hi>valiant,</l>
      <l n="2608">And toucht with Choler, hot as Gunpowder,</l>
      <l n="2609">And quickly will returne an iniurie.</l>
      <l n="2610">Follow, and see there be no harme betweene them.</l>
      <l n="2611">Goe you with me, Vnckle of Exeter.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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