FLU. The duke of Exeter is as magnanimous | as Agamemnon; and a man that I love and honour with my soul, and my heart, and my duty, and my life, and my living, and my uttermost power: he is not, (Got pe praised and plessed!) any hurt in the 'orld; but keeps the pridge most valiantly, with excellent discipline. There is an auncient lieutenant there at the pridge,-I think, in my very conscience, he is as valiant a man as Mark Antony; and he is a man of no estimation in the 'orld; put I did see him do as gallant service. Gow. What do you call him?

FLU. He is called-auncient Pistol.
Gow. I know him not.

Enter PISTOL.

FLU. Here is the man.

PIST. Captain, I thee beseech to do me favours: The duke of Exeter doth love thee well.

FLU. Ay, I praise Got; and I have merited some love at his hands.

PIST. Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound of heart,

*Of buxom valour, hath,-by cruel fate, And giddy Fortune's furious fickle wheel,— That goddess blind,

That stands upon the rolling restless stone,—

FLU. Py your patience, auncient Pistol. Fortune is painted plind, with a muffler pefore her† eyes, to signify to you that fortune is plind, and she is painted also with a wheel, to signify to you, which is the moral of it, that she is turning, and inconstant, and mutability, and variation: and her foot, look you, is fixed upon a spherical stone, which rolls, and rolls, and rolls;-in good truth, the poet is make a most excellent description of it: Fortune, look you, is an excellent moral.

d

PIST. Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him;

For he hath stol'n a pax,(2) and hanged must 'a be.

A damned death!

Let gallows gape for dog, let man go free,

(*) Old text prefixes, And.

(+) First folio, afore his.

An auncient lieutenant-] If Fluellen were not designed to blunder, we may suppose that lieutenant having been inadvertently inserted in the first instance, and ancient afterwards interlineated, both by accident got printed in the text. The quartos read,

"There is an ensigne there."

b Buxom valour,-] The earliest meaning of this word was, pliant, yielding, obedient; but in Shakespeare's time it was commonly used in the sense it appears to bear here, and in "Pericles," Act I. (Gower) that of lusty, sprightly, buoyant.

The poet is make-] Thus the quartos; the folio has, "the poet makes," &c.

d Look you,-] These words are found only in the quartos. e To executions; for disciplines, &c.] In the folio, to execution; for discipline, &c. As Mr. Knight both here and in other

instances in the present scene has adopted, though silently, the

And let not hemp his wind-pipe suffocate;
But Exeter hath given the doom of death,
For pax of little price.

Therefore, go speak, the duke will hear thy voice;
And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut
With edge of penny cord, and vile reproach :
Speak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite.
FLU. Auncient Pistol, I do partly understand
your meaning.

PIST. Why then rejoice therefore.

FLU. Certainly, auncient, it is not a thing to rejoice at for if, look you, he were my prother, I would desire the duke to use his goot pleasure, and put him to executions; for disciplines ought to be used.

PIST. Die and be damn'd; and figo for thy friendship!

[Exit PISTOL.

FLU. It is well. PIST. The fig of Spain !" FLU. Very goot. Gow. Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rascal; I remember him now; a bawd, a cutpurse.

FLU. I'll assure you, 'a utter'd as prave 'ords at the pridge, as you shall see in a summer's day: but it is very well; what he has spoke to me, that is well, I warrant you, when time is serve.

Gow. Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue, that now and then goes to the wars, to grace himself, at his return into London, under the form of a soldier. And such fellows are perfect in the great commanders' names: and they will learn you by rote, where services were done;-at such and such a sconce, at such a breach, at such a convoy; who came off bravely, who was shot, who disgraced, what terms the enemy stood on; and this they con perfectly in the phrase of war, which they trick up with new-tuned oaths: and what a beard of the general's cut,(3) and a horrid suit of the camp, will do among foaming bottles, and ale-washed wits, is wonderful to be thought on! but you must learn to know such slanders of the age, or else you may be marvellously mistook.

reading of the quartos, it is not uncharitable to suppose that his objection to such a proceeding on the part of his brother-editors was a little more strongly expressed than felt.

f And figo for thy friendship!] This is simply "a fig for thy friendship;" as in the "Merry Wives of Windsor," Act I. Sc. 3, he says, "A fico for the phrase;" there is no allusion apparently to the loathsome gesticulation mentioned in note (c), p. 160, Vol. I. g The fig of Spain!] From the corresponding passage in the quartos, the fig of Spain within thy jaw," and "the fig within thy bowels and thy dirty maw,"-Pistol obviously refers here to the custom of administering poisoned figs, which appears to have been but too common both in Spain and Italy at one time:

"It may fall out that thou shalt be entic'd
To sup sometimes with a magnifico,
And have a fico foisted in thy dish."

GASCOIGNE's Poems.

Where a quibble was perhaps intended between magnifico and fico. So also in Vittoria Corombona:

"I look now for a Spanish fig, or an Italian sallad daily."

make show to the 'orld he is; if I find a hole in his coat, I will tell him my mind. [Drum heard.] Hark you, the king is coming; and I must speak with him from the pridge.

consider of his ransom; which must proportion the losses we have borne, the subjects we have lost, the disgrace we have digested; which, in weight to re-answer, his pettiness would bow under. For our losses, his exchequer is too poor; for the effusion of our blood, the muster of his

FLU. Got pless your majesty!

K. HEN. How now, Fluellen? cam'st thou from the bridge?

FLU. Ay, so please your majesty. The duke of Exeter has very gallantly maintained the pridge: the French is gone off, look you, and there is gallant and most prave passages: marry, th' athversary was have possession of the pridge, but he is enforced to retire, and the duke of Exeter is master of the pridge: I can tell your majesty, the duke is a prave man.

K. HEN. What men have you lost, Fluellen? FLU. The perdition of th' athversary hath been very great, reasonable great: marry, for my part, I think the duke hath lost never a man, but one that is like to be executed for robbing a church, one Bardolph, if your majesty know the man: his face is all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames of fire; and his lips plows at his nose, and it is like a coal of fire, sometimes plue, and sometimes red: but his nose is executed, and his fire's out.

K. HEN. We would have all such offenders so cut off-and we give express charge, that, in our marches through the country, there be nothing compelled from the villages, nothing taken but paid for; none of the French upbraided, or abused in disdainful language; for when lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.

Tucket sounds. Enter MONTJOY.

MONT. You know me by my habit.

K. HEN. Well then, I know thee. What shall I know of thee?

MONT. My master's mind.

K. HEN. Unfold it.

MONT. Thus says my king:-Say thou to Harry of England: Though we seemed dead, we did but sleep; advantage is a better soldier than rashness. Tell him, we could have rebuked him at Harfleur, but that we thought not good to bruise an injury, till it were full ripe:-now we speak upon our cue, and our voice is imperial. England shall repent his folly, see his weakness, and admire our sufferance. Bid him, therefore,

And Soldiers.] The folio has, "Enter the King and his poor souldiers."

his own person kneeling at our feet, but a weak and worthless satisfaction. To this add-defiance: and tell him, for conclusion, he hath betrayed his followers, whose condemnation is pronounced. So far my king and master; so much my office.

K. HEN. What is thy name? I know thy quality.

MONT. Montjoy.

K. HEN. Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee back,

And tell thy king,-I do not seek him now,
But could be willing to march on to Calais
Without impeachment: for, to say the sooth,
(Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much
Unto an enemy of craft and vantage,)
My people are with sickness much enfeebled;
My numbers lessen'd; and those few I have,
Almost no better than so many French;
Who when they were in health, I tell thee, herald,
I thought, upon one pair of English legs [God,
Did march three Frenchmen,-Yet, forgive me,
That I do brag thus !-this your air of France
Hath blown that vice in me; I must repent.
Go, therefore, tell thy master, here I am;
My ransom, is this frail and worthless trunk,
My army, but a weak and sickly guard ;
Yet, God before, tell him we will come on,
Though France himself, and such another neigh-
bour,

Stand in our way. There's for thy labour,
Montjoy.(4)

Go, bid thy master well advise himself:
If we may pass, we will; if we be hinder'd,
We shall your tawny ground with your red blood
Discolour: and so, Montjoy, fare you well.
The sum of all our answer is but this:
We would not seek a battle as we are,
Nor, as we are, we say, we will not shun it;
So tell your master.

MONT. I shall deliver so.

highness.

Thanks to your [Exit MONTJOY. GLO. I hope, they will not come upon us now. K. HEN. We are in God's hand, brother, not

SCENE VII.-The French Camp, near
Agincourt.

Enter the CONSTABLE of FRANCE, the DUKE of ORLEANS, the DAUPHIN, the LORD RAMBURES, and others.

CON. Tut! I have the best armour of the world.

Would it were day!

ORL. You have an excellent armour; but let my horse have his duc.

CON. It is the best horse of Europe.
ORL. Will it never be morning?

DAU. My lord of Orleans, and my lord highconstable, you talk of horse and armour,—

ORL. You are as well provided of both, as any prince in the world.

-I will not

DAU. What a long night is this!change my horse with any that treads but on four pasterns." Ça, ha!* He bounds from the earth, as if his entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Pegasus, qui a les narines de feu! When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.

ORL. He's of the colour of the nutmeg.

DAU. And of the heat of the ginger. It is a a beast for Perseus: he is pure air and fire, and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness while his rider mounts him: he is, indeed, a horse, and all other jades you may call-beasts.

b

CON. Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute and excellent horse.

DAU. It is the prince of palfreys; his neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.

ORL. No more, cousin.

DAU. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot, from the rising of the lark to the lodging of the lamb, vary deserved praise on my palfrey; it is a theme as fluent as the sca; turn the sands into eloquent tongues, and my horse is argument for them all 'tis a subject for a sovereign to reason on, and for a sovereign's sovereign to ride on; and for the world (familiar to us, and unknown,) to lay apart their particular functions, and wonder at him. I once writ a sonnet in his praise, and began thus: Wonder of nature,—

ORL. I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's mistress.

(*) Old copy, ch, ha'.

a On four pasterns.] So the folio, 1632, correcting the error of its predecessor, which has, postures.

bAnd all other jades you may call-beasts.] Jade, it may be

DAU. Then did they imitate that which I composed to my courser; for my horse is my mistress. ORL. Your mistress bears well.

DAU. Me well; which is the prescript praise and perfection of a good and particular mistress. CON. Nay, for methought yesterday your mistress shrewdly shook your back. DAU. So, perhaps, did yours.

CON. Mine was not bridled.

DAU. O! then, belike, she was old and gentle; and you rode, like a kerne of Ireland, your French hose off, and in your strait strossers.

CON. You have good judgment in horsemanship.

DAU. Be warned by me, then: they that ride so, and ride not warily, fall into foul bogs; I had rather have my horse to my mistress.

CON. I had as lief have my mistress a jade. DAU. I tell thee, constable, my mistress wears his own hair.

CON. I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a sow to my mistress.

DAU. Le chien est retourné à son propre vomissement, et la truie lavée au bourbier: thou makest use of any thing.

CON. Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress; or any such proverb, so little kin to the purpose.

RAM. My lord constable, the armour, that I saw in your tent to-night,-are those stars, or suns, upon it ?

CON. Stars, my lord.

DAU. Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.

CON. And yet my sky shall not want.

DAU. That may be, for you bear a many superfluously, and 't were more honour, some were

away.

CON. Even as your horse bears your praises, who would trot as well, were some of your brags dismounted.

DAU. Would I were able to load him with his desert!-Will it never be day? I will trot tomorrow a mile, and my way shall be paved with English faces.

CON. I will not say so, for fear I should be faced out of my way: but I would it were morning, for I would fain be about the ears of the English.

RAM. Who will go to hazard with me for twenty prisoners?

CON. You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have them.

DAU. 'Tis midnight, I'll go arm myself.

[Exit.

ORL. The Dauphin longs for morning. RAM. He longs to eat the English. CON. I think he will eat all he kills. ORL. By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince.

Cox. Swear by her foot, that she may tread out the oath.

ORL. He is, simply, the most active gentleman of France.

CON. Doing is activity, and he will still be doing."

ORL. He never did harm that I heard of. CON. Nor will do none to-morrow; he will keep that good name still.

ORL. I know him to be valiant.

CON. I was told that, by one that knows him better than you.

ORL. What's he?

CON. Marry, he told me so himself; and he said, he cared not who knew it.

ORL. He needs not, it is no hidden virtue in him.

CON. By my faith, sir, but it is; never any body saw it, but his lackey: 'tis a hooded valour, and when it appears it will bate."

ORL. Ill-will never said well.

CON. I will cap that proverb with-There is flattery in friendship.

ORL. And I will take up that with-Give the devil his due.

CON. Well placed; there stands your friend for the devil; have at the very eye of that proverb, with-A pox of the devil.

ORL. You are the better at proverbs, by how much-A fool's bolt is soon shot.

CON. You have shot over.

ORL. 'Tis not the first time you were overshot.

a He will still be doing.] He will always be doing. This was a familiar saying; doing being used equivocally.

'Tis a hooded valour, and when it appears it will bate.] The allusion is to the ordinary action of a hawk when unhooded, which is to beat and flutter with its wings; but a quibble may be

Enter a Messenger.

MESS. My lord high-constable, the English lie within fifteen hundred paces of your tents. CON. Who hath measured the ground? MESS. The lord Grandpré.

CON. A valiant and most expert gentleman.Would it were day!-Alas, poor Harry of England! he longs not for the dawning, as we do.

ORL. What a wretched and peevish fellow is this king of England, to mope with his fat-brained followers so far out of his knowledge!

CON. If the English had any apprehension, they would run away.

ORL. That they lack: for if their heads had any intellectual armour, they could never wear such heavy head-pieces.

RAM. That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.

ORL. Foolish curs, that run winking into the mouth of a Russian bear, and have their heads crushed like rotten apples! You may as well say, -that's a valiant flea, that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.

CON. Just, just; and the men do sympathize with the mastiffs, in robustious and rough coming on, leaving their wits with their wives: and then give them great meals of beef, and iron and steel, they will eat like wolves, and fight like devils.

ORL. Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of beef.

CON. Then shall we find to-morrow-they have only stomachs to eat, and none to fight. Now is it time to arm; come, shall we about it? ORL. It is now two o'clock: but, let me see,by ten,

We shall have each a hundred Englishmen.

[Exeunt.

intended between bate, the hawking technical, and bate, to dwindle, abate, &c.

e There is flattery in friendship.] The usual form of the proverb is, "There is falsehood in friendship."