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The Life of Henry the Fift. 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.
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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.
[2600]
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.
[Act 4, Scene 8] Enter Gower and Williams. Will.

I warrant it is to Knight you, Captaine.

Enter Fluellen Flu.

Gods will, and his pleasure, Captaine, I beseech

you now, come apace to the King: there is more good

[2615]

toward you peraduenture, then is in your knowledge to

dreame of.

Will.

Sir, know you this Gloue?

Flu.

Know the Gloue? I know the Gloue is a Gloue.

Will.

I know this, and thus I challenge it.

Strikes him. Flu.
[2620]

'Sblud, an arrant Traytor as anyes in the Vniuer-

sall World, or in France, or in England.

Gower.

How now Sir? you Villaine.

Will.

Doe you thinke Ile be forsworne?

Flu.

Stand away Captaine Gower, I will giue Treason

[2625]

his payment into plowes, I warrant you.

Will.

I am no Traytor.

Flu.

That's a Lye in thy Throat. I charge you in his

Maiesties Name apprehend him, he's a friend of the Duke

Alansons.

Enter Warwick and Gloucester. Warw.
[2630]

How now, how now, what's the matter?

Flu.

My Lord of Warwick, heere is, praysed be God

for it, a most contagious Treason come to light, looke

you, as you shall desire in a Summers day. Heere is his

Maiestie.

Enter King and Exeter. King.
[2635]

How now, what's the matter?

Flu.

My Liege, heere is a Villaine, and a Traytor,

that looke your Grace, ha's strooke the Gloue which

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your Maiestie is take out of the Helmet of Alan- son .

Will.
[2640]

My Liege, this was my Gloue, here is the fellow

of it: and he that I gaue it to in change, promis'd to weare

it in his Cappe: I promis'd to strike him, if he did: I met

this man with my Gloue in his Cappe, and I haue been as

good as my word.

Flu.
[2645]

Your Maiestie heare now, sauing your Maiesties

Manhood, what an arrant rascally, beggerly, lowsie

Knaue it is: I hope your Maiestie is peare me testimonie

and witnesse, and will auouchment, that this is the Gloue

of Alanson, that your Maiestie is giue me, in your Con-

[2650]

science now.

King. Giue me thy Gloue Souldier; Looke, heere is the fellow of it: 'Twas I indeed thou promised'st to strike, And thou hast giuen me most bitter termes. Flu.
[2655]

And please your Maiestie, let his Neck answere

for it, if there is any Marshall Law in the World.

King.

How canst thou make me satisfaction?

Will.

All offences, my Lord, come from the heart: ne-

uer came any from mine, that might offend your Ma-

[2660]

iestie.

King.

It was our selfe thou didst abuse.

Will.

Your Maiestie came not like your selfe: you

appear'd to me but as a common man; witnesse the

Night, your Garments, your Lowlinesse: and what

[2665]

your Highnesse suffer'd vnder that shape, I beseech you

take it for your owne fault, and not mine: for had you

beene as I tooke you for, I made no offence; therefore I

beseech your Highnesse pardon me.

King. Here Vnckle Exeter, fill this Gloue with Crownes,
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And giue it to this fellow. Keepe it fellow, And weare it for an Honor in thy Cappe, Till I doe challenge it. Giue him the Crownes: And Captaine, you must needs be friends with him.
Flu.

By this Day and this Light, the fellow ha's met-

[2675]

tell enough in his belly: Hold, there is twelue-pence for

you, and I pray you to serue God, and keepe you out of

prawles and prabbles, and quarrels and dissentions, and I

warrant you it is the better for you.

Will.

I will none of your Money.

Flu.
[2680]

It is with a good will: I can tell you it will serue

you to mend your shooes; come, wherefore should you

be so pashfull, your shooes is not so good: 'tis a good

silling I warrant you, or I will change it.

Enter Herauld. King.

Now Herauld, are the dead numbred?

Herald.
[2685]

Heere is the number of the slaught'red

French.

King.

What Prisoners of good sort are taken,

Vnckle?

Exe. Charles Duke of Orleance, Nephew to the King,
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Iohn Duke of Burbon, and Lord Bouchiquald: Of other Lords and Barons, Knights and Squires, Full fifteene hundred, besides common men.
King. This Note doth tell me of ten thousand French That in the field lye slaine: of Princes in this number,
[2695]
And Nobles bearing Banners, there lye dead One hundred twentie six: added to these, Of Knights, Esquires, and gallant Gentlemen, Eight thousand and foure hundred: of the which, Fiue hundred were but yesterday dubb'd Knights.
[2700]
So that in these ten thousand they haue lost, There are but sixteene hundred Mercenaries: The rest are Princes, Barons, Lords, Knights, Squires, And

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[Act 4, Scene 8] Enter Gower and Williams. Will.

I warrant it is to Knight you, Captaine.

Enter Fluellen Flu.

Gods will, and his pleasure, Captaine, I beseech

you now, come apace to the King: there is more good

[2615]

toward you peraduenture, then is in your knowledge to

dreame of.

Will.

Sir, know you this Gloue?

Flu.

Know the Gloue? I know the Gloue is a Gloue.

Will.

I know this, and thus I challenge it.

Strikes him. Flu.
[2620]

'Sblud, an arrant Traytor as anyes in the Vniuer-

sall World, or in France, or in England.

Gower.

How now Sir? you Villaine.

Will.

Doe you thinke Ile be forsworne?

Flu.

Stand away Captaine Gower, I will giue Treason

[2625]

his payment into plowes, I warrant you.

Will.

I am no Traytor.

Flu.

That's a Lye in thy Throat. I charge you in his

Maiesties Name apprehend him, he's a friend of the Duke

Alansons.

Enter Warwick and Gloucester. Warw.
[2630]

How now, how now, what's the matter?

Flu.

My Lord of Warwick, heere is, praysed be God

for it, a most contagious Treason come to light, looke

you, as you shall desire in a Summers day. Heere is his

Maiestie.

Enter King and Exeter. King.
[2635]

How now, what's the matter?

Flu.

My Liege, heere is a Villaine, and a Traytor,

that looke your Grace, ha's strooke the Gloue which

your Maiestie is take out of the Helmet of Alan- son .

Will.
[2640]

My Liege, this was my Gloue, here is the fellow

of it: and he that I gaue it to in change, promis'd to weare

it in his Cappe: I promis'd to strike him, if he did: I met

this man with my Gloue in his Cappe, and I haue been as

good as my word.

Flu.
[2645]

Your Maiestie heare now, sauing your Maiesties

Manhood, what an arrant rascally, beggerly, lowsie

Knaue it is: I hope your Maiestie is peare me testimonie

and witnesse, and will auouchment, that this is the Gloue

of Alanson, that your Maiestie is giue me, in your Con-

[2650]

science now.

King. Giue me thy Gloue Souldier; Looke, heere is the fellow of it: 'Twas I indeed thou promised'st to strike, And thou hast giuen me most bitter termes. Flu.
[2655]

And please your Maiestie, let his Neck answere

for it, if there is any Marshall Law in the World.

King.

How canst thou make me satisfaction?

Will.

All offences, my Lord, come from the heart: ne-

uer came any from mine, that might offend your Ma-

[2660]

iestie.

King.

It was our selfe thou didst abuse.

Will.

Your Maiestie came not like your selfe: you

appear'd to me but as a common man; witnesse the

Night, your Garments, your Lowlinesse: and what

[2665]

your Highnesse suffer'd vnder that shape, I beseech you

take it for your owne fault, and not mine: for had you

beene as I tooke you for, I made no offence; therefore I

beseech your Highnesse pardon me.

King. Here Vnckle Exeter, fill this Gloue with Crownes,
[2670]
And giue it to this fellow. Keepe it fellow, And weare it for an Honor in thy Cappe, Till I doe challenge it. Giue him the Crownes: And Captaine, you must needs be friends with him.
Flu.

By this Day and this Light, the fellow ha's met-

[2675]

tell enough in his belly: Hold, there is twelue-pence for

you, and I pray you to serue God, and keepe you out of

prawles and prabbles, and quarrels and dissentions, and I

warrant you it is the better for you.

Will.

I will none of your Money.

Flu.
[2680]

It is with a good will: I can tell you it will serue

you to mend your shooes; come, wherefore should you

be so pashfull, your shooes is not so good: 'tis a good

silling I warrant you, or I will change it.

Enter Herauld. King.

Now Herauld, are the dead numbred?

Herald.
[2685]

Heere is the number of the slaught'red

French.

King.

What Prisoners of good sort are taken,

Vnckle?

Exe. Charles Duke of Orleance, Nephew to the King,
[2690]
Iohn Duke of Burbon, and Lord Bouchiquald: Of other Lords and Barons, Knights and Squires, Full fifteene hundred, besides common men.
King. This Note doth tell me of ten thousand French That in the field lye slaine: of Princes in this number,
[2695]
And Nobles bearing Banners, there lye dead One hundred twentie six: added to these, Of Knights, Esquires, and gallant Gentlemen, Eight thousand and foure hundred: of the which, Fiue hundred were but yesterday dubb'd Knights.
[2700]
So that in these ten thousand they haue lost, There are but sixteene hundred Mercenaries: The rest are Princes, Barons, Lords, Knights, Squires, And Gentlemen of bloud and qualitie. The Names of those their Nobles that lye dead:
[2705]
Charles Delabreth, High Constable of France, Iaques of Chatilion, Admirall of France, The Master of the Crosse-bowes, Lord Rambures, Great Master of France, the braue Sir Guichard Dolphin, Iohn Duke of Alanson, Anthonie Duke of Brabant,
[2710]
The Brother to the Duke of Burgundie, And Edward Duke of Barr: of lustie Earles, Grandpree and Roussie, Fauconbridge and Foyes, Beaumont and Marle, Vandemont and Lestrale. Here was a Royall fellowship of death.
[2715]
Where is the number of our English dead? Edward the Duke of Yorke, the Earle of Suffolke, Sir Richard Ketly, Dauy Gam Esquire; None else of name: and of all other men, But fiue and twentie.
[2720]
O God, thy Arme was heere: And not to vs, but to thy Arme alone, Ascribe we all: when, without stratagem, But in plaine shock, and euen play of Battaile, Was euer knowne so great and little losse?
[2725]
On one part and on th'other, take it God, For it is none but thine.
Exet. 'Tis wonderfull. King. Come, goe me we in procession to the Village: And be it death proclaymed through our Hoast,
[2730]
To boast of this, or take that prayse from God, Which is his onely.
Flu.

Is it not lawfull and please your Maiestie, to tell

how many is kill'd?

King. Yes Captaine: but with this acknowledgement,
[2735]
That God fought for vs.
Flu.

Yes, my conscience, he did vs great good.

King. Doe we all holy Rights: Let there be sung Non nobis, and Te Deum, The dead with charitie enclos'd in Clay:
[2740]
And then to Callice, and to England then, Where ne're from France arriu'd more happy men.
Exeunt.
 

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      <speaker rend="italic">Herald.</speaker>
      <p n="2685">Heere is the number of the slaught'red
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      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <p n="2687">What Prisoners of good sort are taken,
      <lb n="2688"/>Vnckle?</p>
   </sp>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Exe.</speaker>
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         <hi rend="italic">Charles</hi>Duke of Orleance, Nephew to the King,</l>
      <l n="2690">
         <hi rend="italic">Iohn</hi>Duke of Burbon, and Lord<hi rend="italic">Bouchiquald</hi>:</l>
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   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2693">This Note doth tell me of ten thousand French</l>
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      <l n="2697">Of Knights, Esquires, and gallant Gentlemen,</l>
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      <l n="2704">The Names of those their Nobles that lye dead:</l>
      <l n="2705">
         <hi rend="italic">Charles Delabreth</hi>, High Constable of France,</l>
      <l n="2706">
         <hi rend="italic">Iaques</hi>of Chatilion, Admirall of France,</l>
      <l n="2707">The Master of the Crosse-bowes, Lord<hi rend="italic">Rambures</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2708">Great Master of France, the braue Sir<hi rend="italic">Guichard Dolphin</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2709">
         <hi rend="italic">Iohn</hi>Duke of Alanson,<hi rend="italic">Anthonie</hi>Duke of Brabant,</l>
      <l n="2710">The Brother to the Duke of Burgundie,</l>
      <l n="2711">And<hi rend="italic">Edward</hi>Duke of Barr: of lustie Earles,</l>
      <l n="2712">
         <hi rend="italic">Grandpree</hi>and<hi rend="italic">Roussie</hi>,<hi rend="italic">Fauconbridge</hi>and<hi rend="italic">Foyes</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2713">
         <hi rend="italic">Beaumont</hi>and<hi rend="italic">Marle</hi>,<hi rend="italic">Vandemont</hi>and<hi rend="italic">Lestrale</hi>.</l>
      <l n="2714">Here was a Royall fellowship of death.</l>
      <l n="2715">Where is the number of our English dead?</l>
      <l n="2716">
         <hi rend="italic">Edward</hi>the Duke of Yorke, the Earle of Suffolke,</l>
      <l n="2717">Sir<hi rend="italic">Richard Ketly</hi>,<hi rend="italic">Dauy Gam</hi>Esquire;</l>
      <l n="2718">None else of name: and of all other men,</l>
      <l n="2719">But fiue and twentie.</l>
      <l n="2720">O God, thy Arme was heere:</l>
      <l n="2721">And not to vs, but to thy Arme alone,</l>
      <l n="2722">Ascribe we all: when, without stratagem,</l>
      <l n="2723">But in plaine shock, and euen play of Battaile,</l>
      <l n="2724">Was euer knowne so great and little losse?</l>
      <l n="2725">On one part and on th'other, take it God,</l>
      <l n="2726">For it is none but thine.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-exe">
      <speaker rend="italic">Exet.</speaker>
      <l n="2727">'Tis wonderfull.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2728">Come, goe<choice>
            <orig>me</orig>
            <corr>we</corr>
         </choice>in procession to the Village:</l>
      <l n="2729">And be it death proclaymed through our Hoast,</l>
      <l n="2730">To boast of this, or take that prayse from God,</l>
      <l n="2731">Which is his onely.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2732">Is it not lawfull and please your Maiestie, to tell
      <lb n="2733"/>how many is kill'd?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2734">Yes Captaine: but with this acknowledgement,</l>
      <l n="2735">That God fought for vs.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-flu">
      <speaker rend="italic">Flu.</speaker>
      <p n="2736">Yes, my conscience, he did vs great good.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h5-hen">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="2737">Doe we all holy Rights:</l>
      <l n="2738">Let there be sung<hi rend="italic">Non nobis</hi>, and<hi rend="italic">Te Deum</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2739">The dead with charitie enclos'd in Clay:</l>
      <l n="2740">And then to Callice, and to England then,</l>
      <l n="2741">Where ne're from France arriu'd more happy men.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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