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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: James D. Mardock
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Henry V (Quarto 1, 1600)


of Henry the fift.
20452. Sol. Mas youle pay him then, tis a great displeasure
That an elder gun, can do against a cannon,
Or a subiect against a monarke.
Youle nere take his word again, your a nasse goe.
King. Your reproofe is somewhat too bitter:
Were it not at this time I could be angry.
2. Sol. Why let it be a quarrell if thou wilt.
King. How shall I know thee?
20602. Sol. Here is my gloue, which if euer I see in thy hat,
Ile challenge thee, and strike thee.
2066.1Kin. Here is likewise another of mine,
And assure thee ile weare it.
2. Sol. Thou dar'st as well be hangd.
3. Sol. Be friends you fooles,
We haue French quarrels anow in hand:
2071.1We haue no need of English broyles.
Kin. Tis no treason to cut French crownes,
For to morrow the king himselfe wil be a clipper.
Exit the Souldiers.

2073.1
Enter the King, Gloster, Epingam, and
Attendants.

K. O God of battels steele my souldiers harts,
Take from them now the sence of rekconing,
That the apposed multitudes which stand before them,
2143.1May not appall their courage.
O not to day, not to day ô God,
2145Thinke on the fault my father made,
In compassing the crowne.
I Richards bodie haue interred new,
And on it hath bestowd more contrite teares,
Then from it issued forced drops of blood:
2150A hundred men haue I in yearly pay,

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