But that defences, musters, preparations, Should be maintain'd, assembled, and collected, Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth, To view the sick and feeble parts of France : But let us do it with no show of fear; No, with no more, than if we heard that England For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd, By a vain, giddy, shallow, humourous youth, Const. O peace, Prince Dauphin! You are too much mistaken in this king; Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable; Fr. King. Think we king Harry strong; Of that black name, Edward, black prince of Wales; Whiles that his mountain sire,-on mountain stand ing, Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun,- Mangle the work of nature, and deface The patterns that by Heaven, and by French fathers, Had twenty years been made. This is a stem Of that victorious stock; and let us fear Enter MONTJOY. Mont. Embassadors from Henry king of England Do crave admittance to your majesty. and bring them. Fr. King. We'll give them present audience. Go, [Exit MONTJOY. You see, this chase is hotly follow'd, friends. Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs Most spend their mouths, when what they seem to threaten, Runs far before them. Good my sovereign, Take up the English short; and let them know Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, As self-neglecting. Enter MONTJOY, EXETER, and Two ENGLISH LORDS. Fr. King. From our brother England? Exe. From him; and thus he greets your majesty, He wills you, in the awful name of Heav'n, The borrow'd glories, that, By law of nature, and of nations, 'long To him, and to his heirs; namely, the crown, Unto the crown of France. That you may know, [Presents a Pedigree. Edward the third, he bids you then resign Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held 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; To-morrow shall you bear our full intent Back to our brother England. Dau. For the Dauphin, I stand here for him.-What to him from England? The mighty sender, doth he prize you at: 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: And, be assur'd, you'll find a difference Between the promise of his greener days, And these he masters now :-now, he weighs time Fr. King. To-morrow you shall know our mind at full. Exe. Despatch us with all speed, lest that our king 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. [Flourish of Drums and Trumpets. Exeunt. ACT THE THIRD. SCENE I. Before the Gates of Harfleur. Shouts-Alarums-Cannon. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, GLOSTER, BEDFORD, WESTMORELAND, GOWER, LORDS, CAPTAIN, and SOLDIERS. K. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! [Shouts-Charge-Cannon.-Exeunt. Enter BOY, PISTOL, NYM, and BARDOLPH. Bard. On, on, on, on, on! to the breach! to the breach! Nym. 'Pray thee, lieutenant, stay; the knocks are too hot; and, for mine own part, I have not a case of lives: The humour of it is too hot, that is the very plain song of it. Pist. The plain song is most just; for humours do abound; Knocks go and come; Heaven's vassals drop and die ; And sword and shield, In bloody field, Doth win immortal fame. Boy. 'Would I were in an ale-house in London! I would give all my fame for a pot of ale, and safety. Enter FLUELlen. Flu. Up to the preach, you dogs! Avaunt, you [Drives them all off. cullions! Enter GoWER. Gow. Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to the mines; the Duke of Gloster would speak with you. Flu. To the mines? Tell you the duke, it is not so good to come to the mines; for, look you, the mines is not according to the disciplines of the war; the concavities of it is not sufficient; for, look you, th' athversary (you may discuss unto the duke, look you,) is digt himself four yards under the countermines: I think 'a will plow up all, if there is not petter di rections. - [4 Parley sounded.] Gow. The town sounds a parley. [Flourish of Drums and Trumpets.] Enter KING HENRY, with EXETER, GLOSTER, BEDFORD, WESTMORELAND, and his Train. The GOVERNOR and CITIZENS enter on the Walls. K. Hen. How yet resolves the governor of the town? |