Henry V (Quarto 1, 1600)
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The Chronicle Historie
¶ There, I do not know how you call him, but by Iesus I think
¶He is as valient a man as Marke Anthonie, he doth maintain
¶the bridge most gallantly: yet he is a man of no reckoning:
¶Gouer. How do you call him?
¶Flew. His name is ancient Pistoll.
¶Gouer. I know him not.
¶
Enter Ancient Pistoll.
1470Flew. Do you not know him, here comes the man.
¶The Duke of Exeter doth loue thee well.
¶Hath by furious fate
¶And giddy Fortunes fickle wheele,
That Godes blinde that stands vpon the rowling restlesse
(stone.
¶Flew. By your patience ancient Pistoll,
Fortune, looke you is painted,
1480Plind with a mufler before her eyes,
¶To signifie to you, that Fortune is plind:
¶And she is moreouer painted with a wheele,
Which is the morall that Fortune is turning,
¶And inconstant, and variation; and mutabilities:
1485Which roules, and roules, and roules:
¶Surely the Poet is make an excellēt descriptiō of Fortune.
¶Fortune looke you is and excellent morall.
¶Pist. Fortune is Bardolfes foe, and frownes on him,
A damned death, let gallowes gape for dogs,
1490Let man go free, and let not death his windpipe stop.
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