Presented them unto the gazing moon So many horrid ghofts. Who now beholds Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent, How dread an army hath enrounded him; His lib'ral eye doth give to every one, A little touch of Harry in the night.. The name of Agincourt. Yet fit and fee, The English Camp, at Agincourt. Enter King Henry, Bedford and Gloucefter. K. Henry. GLOU'STER, 'tis true, that we are in great danger; The greater therefore fhou'd our courage be. Good-morrow, brother Bedford: God Almighty! There There is fome foul of goodness in things evil, For our bad neighbour makes us early_ftirrers; Enter Erpingham. Good-morrow, old Sir Thomas Erpingham: Erping. Not fo, my Liege; this lodging likes me better; Since I may fay, now lie I like a King. K. Henry. 'Tis good for men to love their present pain Upon example; fo the fpirit is eased: And when the mind is quicken'd, out of doubt. Glou. We fhall, my Liege. Erping. Shall I attend your grace? K. Henry. No, my good knight; Go with my brothers to my lords of England: And then I would no other company. Erping. The Lord in heaven blefs thee, noble Harry! [Exeunt. K. Henry. God-a-mercy, old heart, thou fpeak'ft chearfully. SCENE SCENE UI valà? Piß. QK. Enter Pistol. K. Henry. A friend. IIL Pift. Difcufs unto me, art thou officer, Pift. As good a gentleman as the Emperor. Of parents good, of fist most valiant: I kifs his dirty fhge, and from my heart-ftring K. Henry. Harry le Roy. What's thy name? Pift. Le Roy! a Cornish name: art thou of Cornifh crew? K. Henry. No, I am a Welshman. Pift. Know'st thou Fluellen? K. Henry. Yes. Pift. Tell him, I'll knock his leek about his pate, Upon St. David's day. K. Henry. Do not you wear your dagger in your cap that day, left he knock that about yours. Pift. Art thou his friend? K. Henry. And his kinfman too. Pift. The Figo for thee then! K. Henry. I thank you: God be with you. Pift. My name is Piftol call'd. K. Henry. It forts well with your fiercenefs. [Exit. [Manet King Henry. 'Enter Fluellen, and Gower, feverally. Gower. Captain Fluellen. Flu. Flu. So; in the name of Jefu Chrift, speak fewer; it is the greatest admiration in the universal world, when the true and auncient prerogatifes and laws of the wars is not kept: if you would take the pains but to examine the wars of Pompey the great, you shall find, I warrant you, that there is no tiddle taddle, nor pibble pabble, in Pompey's camp: I warrant you, you fhall find the ceremonies of the wars, and the cares of it, and the forms of it, and the fobrieties of it, and the modefty of it to be otherwise. Gower. Why, the enemy is loud, you hear him all night. Flu. If the enemy is an afs and a fool, and a prating coxcomb, is it meet, think you, that we fhould alfo, look you, be an afs and a fool, and a prating coxcomb, in your own confcience now? Gow. I will fpeak lower. Flu. I pray you, and beseech you, that you will. [Exeunt. K. Henry. Though it appear a little out of fashion, There is much care and valour in this Welshmen. Enter three Soldiers, John Bates, Alexander Court, and Court. ·B Michael Williams. ROTHER John Bates, is not that the morinng which breaks yonder? Bates. I think it-be, but we have no great cause to defire the approach of day. Will. We fee yonder the beginning of the day, but, I think, we shall never see the end of it. Who goes there? K. Henry. A friend. Will. Under what captain serve you! K. Henry. Under Sir Thomas Erpingham. Will. A good old commander, and a moft kind gentleman: I pray you, what thinks he of our eflate? K. Henry. K. Henry. Even as men wreck'd upon a fand, that look to be wash'd off the next tide. Bates. He hath not told his thought to the King? K. Henry. No; nor is it meet, he fhou'd: for tho' I Ipeak it to you, I think, the King is but a man as I am the Violet smells to him as it doth to me; the element fhews to him as it doth to me; all his fenfes have but human conditions. His ceremonies laid by, in his nakedness he appears but a man; and tho' his affections are higher mounted than ours, yet when they ftoop, thy ftoop with the like wing; therefore when he fees reafon of fears as we do, his fears, out of doubt, be of the fame relish as ours are; yet in reason no man fhould poffefs him with any appearance of fear, left he, by fhewing it, fhould difhearten his army. Bates. He may fhew what outward courage he will; but, I believe, as cold a night as 'tis, he could with himself in the Thames up to the neck; and so I would he were, and I by him at all adventures, so we were quit here. K. Henry. By my troth, I will speak my confcience of the King; I think, he would not wifh himself any where but where he is. Bates. Then would he were here alone; fo fhould he be fure to be ranfomed, and many poor men's lives faved. K. Henry. I dare fay, you love him not fo ill to wifh him here alone; howfoever you speak this to feel other men's minds. Methinks, I could not die any where fo contented as in the King's company; his cause being juft, and his quarrel honourable. Will. That's more than we know. Bates. Ay, or more than we shou'd seek after; for we know enough, if we know we are the King's fubjects if his cause be wrong, our obedience to the King wipes the crime of it out of us. Will. But if the cause be not good, the King him felf |