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Henry V, Modern text based on the Quarto

Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: James D. Mardock
Not Peer Reviewed
1623.1

[Scene 10]

Enter Bourbon, Constable, Orléans, Gebon.
Constable Tut, I have the best armor in the world.
Orléans You have an excellent armor, but let my horse have his due.
1628.1Bourbon Now you talk of a horse, I have a steed like the palfrey of the sun, nothing but pure air and fire, and hath none of this dull element of earth within him.
Orléans He is of the color of the nutmeg.
1645Bourbon And of the heat o' the ginger. 1660Turn all the sands into eloquent tongues, and my horse is argument for them all. 1665I once writ a sonnet in the praise of my horse, and began thus: "Wonder of nature --"
Constable I have heard a sonnet begin so in the praise of one's mistress.
Bourbon Why, then did they imitate that which I writ 1670in praise of my horse, for my horse is my mistress.
Constable Ma foi, the other day methought your mistress 1675shook you shrewdly.
Bourbon Ay, bearing me. I tell thee, lord constable, my mistress wears her own hair.
Constable I could make as good a boast of that if I had had a 1690sow to my mistress.
Bourbon Tut, thou wilt make use of anything.
Constable Yet I do not use my horse for my mistress.
Bourbon Will it never be morning? I'll ride tomorrow a mile, and my way shall be paved with English faces.
Constable By my faith, so will not I, for fear I be outfaced of my way.
1715Bourbon Well, I'll go arm myself. Hay!
[Exit.]
Gebon The Duke of Bourbon longs for morning.
Orléans Ay, he longs to eat the English.
Constable I think he'll eat all he kills.
1740Orléans Oh, peace. Ill will never said well.
Constable I'll cap that proverb with "There is flattery in friendship."
Orléans Oh, sir, I can answer that with "Give the devil his due."
Constable Have at the eye of that proverb with "A jag of the devil."
Orléans Well, the Duke of Bourbon is simply the most active gentleman of France.
1725Constable Doing his activity, and he'll still be doing.
Orléans He never did hurt as I heard of.
Constable No, I warrant you, nor never will.
Orléans I hold him to be exceeding valiant.
1730Constable I was told so by one that knows him better than you.
Orléans Who's that?
Constable Why, he told me so himself, and said he cared not who knew it.
Orléans Well, who will go with me to hazard for a hundred English prisoners?
Constable You must go to hazard yourself before you have them.
Enter a messenger.
Messenger My lords, the English lie within a hundred paces of your tent.
1755Constable Who hath measured the ground?
Messenger The lord Grandpré.
Constable A valiant man, and an expert gentleman. 1757.1Come, come away. The sun is high, and we wear out the day.
Exeunt omnes.