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  • Title: Henry V (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: James Mardock
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-409-7

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: James Mardock
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    Henry V (Folio 1, 1623)

    The Life of Henry the Fift.
    Will. Vnder Captaine Gower, my Liege.
    Flu. Gower is a good Captaine, and is good know-
    2680ledge and literatured in the Warres.
    King. Call him hither to me, Souldier.
    Will. I will my Liege.
    King. Here Fluellen, weare thou this fauour for me, and
    sticke it in thy Cappe: when Alanson and my selfe were
    2685downe together, I pluckt this Gloue from his Helme: If
    any man challenge this, hee is a friend to Alanson, and an
    enemy to our Person; if thou encounter any such, appre-
    hend him, and thou do'st me loue.
    Flu. Your Grace doo's me as great Honors as can be
    2690desir'd in the hearts of his Subiects: I would faine see
    the man, that ha's but two legges, that shall find himselfe
    agreefd at this Gloue; that is all: but I would faine see
    it once, and please God of his grace that I might see.
    King. Know'st thou Gower?
    2695Flu. He is my deare friend, and please you.
    King. Pray thee goe seeke him, and bring him to my
    Flu. I will fetch him.Exit.
    King. My Lord of Warwick, and my Brother Gloster,
    2700Follow Fluellen closely at the heeles.
    The Gloue which I haue giuen him for a fauour,
    May haply purchase him a box a'th'eare.
    It is the Souldiers: I by bargaine should
    Weare it my selfe. Follow good Cousin Warwick:
    2705If that the Souldier strike him, as I iudge
    By his blunt bearing, he will keepe his word;
    Some sodaine mischiefe may arise of it:
    For I doe know Fluellen valiant,
    And toucht with Choler, hot as Gunpowder,
    2710And quickly will returne an iniurie.
    Follow, and see there be no harme betweene them.
    Goe you with me, Vnckle of Exeter.

    Enter Gower and Williams.
    Will. I warrant it is to Knight you, Captaine.
    Enter Fluellen.
    Flu. Gods will, and his pleasure, Captaine, I beseech
    you now, come apace to the King: there is more good
    toward you peraduenture, then is in your knowledge to
    dreame of.
    2720Will. Sir, know you this Gloue?
    Flu. Know the Gloue? I know the Gloue is a Gloue.
    Will. I know this, and thus I challenge it.
    Strikes him.
    Flu. 'Sblud, an arrant Traytor as anyes in the Vniuer-
    2725sall World, or in France, or in England.
    Gower. How now Sir? you Villaine.
    Will. Doe you thinke Ile be forsworne?
    Flu. Stand away Captaine Gower, I will giue Treason
    his payment into plowes, I warrant you.
    2730Will. I am no Traytor.
    Flu. That's a Lye in thy Throat. I charge you in his
    Maiesties Name apprehend him, he's a friend of the Duke
    Enter Warwick and Gloucester.
    2735Warw. How now, how now, what's the matter?
    Flu. My Lord of Warwick, heere is, praysed be God
    for it, a most contagious Treason come to light, looke
    you, as you shall desire in a Summers day. Heere is his
    Enter King and Exeter.
    2740King. How now, what's the matter?
    Flu. My Liege, heere is a Villaine, and a Traytor,
    that looke your Grace, ha's strooke the Gloue which

    your Maiestie is take out of the Helmet of Alan-
    2745Will. My Liege, this was my Gloue, here is the fellow
    of it: and he that I gaue it to in change, promis'd to weare
    it in his Cappe: I promis'd to strike him, if he did: I met
    this man with my Gloue in his Cappe, and I haue been as
    good as my word.
    2750Flu. Your Maiestie heare now, sauing your Maiesties
    Manhood, what an arrant rascally, beggerly, lowsie
    Knaue it is: I hope your Maiestie is peare me testimonie
    and witnesse, and will auouchment, that this is the Gloue
    of Alanson, that your Maiestie is giue me, in your Con-
    2755science now.
    King. Giue me thy Gloue Souldier;
    Looke, heere is the fellow of it:
    'Twas I indeed thou promised'st to strike,
    And thou hast giuen me most bitter termes.
    2760Flu. And please your Maiestie, let his Neck answere
    for it, if there is any Marshall Law in the World.
    King. How canst thou make me satisfaction?
    Will. All offences, my Lord, come from the heart: ne-
    uer came any from mine, that might offend your Ma-
    King. It was our selfe thou didst abuse.
    Will. Your Maiestie came not like your selfe: you
    appear'd to me but as a common man; witnesse the
    Night, your Garments, your Lowlinesse: and what
    2770your Highnesse suffer'd vnder that shape, I beseech you
    take it for your owne fault, and not mine: for had you
    beene as I tooke you for, I made no offence; therefore I
    beseech your Highnesse pardon me.
    King. Here Vnckle Exeter, fill this Gloue with Crownes,
    2775And giue it to this fellow. Keepe it fellow,
    And weare it for an Honor in thy Cappe,
    Till I doe challenge it. Giue him the Crownes:
    And Captaine, you must needs be friends with him.
    Flu. By this Day and this Light, the fellow ha's met-
    2780tell enough in his belly: Hold, there is twelue-pence for
    you, and I pray you to serue God, and keepe you out of
    prawles and prabbles, and quarrels and dissentions, and I
    warrant you it is the better for you.
    Will. I will none of your Money.
    2785Flu. It is with a good will: I can tell you it will serue
    you to mend your shooes: come, wherefore should you
    be so pashfull, your shooes is not so good: 'tis a good
    silling I warrant you, or I will change it.
    Enter Herauld.
    2790King. Now Herauld, are the dead numbred?
    Herald. Heere is the number of the slaught'red
    King. What Prisoners of good sort are taken,
    2795Exe. Charles Duke of Orleance, Nephew to the King,
    Iohn Duke of Burbon, and Lord Bouchiquald:
    Of other Lords and Barons, Knights and Squires,
    Full fifteene hundred, besides common men.
    King. This Note doth tell me of ten thousand French
    2800That in the field lye slaine: of Princes in this number,
    And Nobles bearing Banners, there lye dead
    One hundred twentie six: added to these,
    Of Knights, Esquires, and gallant Gentlemen,
    Eight thousand and foure hundred: of the which,
    2805Fiue hundred were but yesterday dubb'd Knights.
    So that in these ten thousand they haue lost,
    There are but sixteene hundred Mercenaries:
    The rest are Princes, Barons, Lords, Knights, Squires,