769 Theefe Ah God, I am now much like to a Bird

770Which hath escaped out of the Cage,

771For so soone as my Lord chiefe stustice heard

772That the old King was dead, he was glad to let me go,

773For feare of my Lord the yong Prince:

774But here comes some of his companions,

775I wil see and I can get any thing of them,

776For old acquaintance.

778Tom. Gogs wounds, the King is dead.

779Ioc. Dead, then gogs blood, we shall be all kings.

780Ned. Gogs wounds, I shall be Lord chiefe Iustice

781Of England.

782Tom. Why how, are you broken out of prison?

783Ned. Gogs wounds, how the villaine stinkes.

784Ioc. Why what wil become of thee now?

785Fie vpon him, how the rascall stinkes.

786 Theefe. Marry I wil go and serue my maister againe.

787Tom. Gogs blood, doost think that he wil haue any such

788Scabd knaue as thou art? what man he is a king now.

D Ned.

789Ned. Hold thee, heres a couple of Angels for thee,

790And get thee gone, for the King wil not be long

791Before he come this way:

792And hereafter, I wil tel the king of thee.

794Ioc. Oh how it did me good, to see the king

795When he was crowned:

796Me thought his seate was like the figure of heauen,

797And his person like vnto a God.

798Ned. But who would haue thought,

799That the king would haue changde his countenance so?

800Ioc. Did you not see with what grace

801He sent his embassage into France to tel the French king

802 That Harry of England hath sent for the Crowne,

803And Harry of England wil haue it.

804Tom. But twas but a litle to make the people belieue,

805That he was sorie forhis fathers death.

807Ned. Gogs wounds, the king comes,

808Lets all stand aside.

811Ioc. How do you my Lord?

812Ned. How now Harry?

813Tut my Lord, put away these dumpes,

814You are a king, and all the realm is yours:

815What man, do you not remember the old sayings,

816You know I must be Lord chiefe Iustice of England,

817Trust me my lord, me thinks you are very much changed,

818And tis but with a litle sorrowing, to make folkes beleeue

819The death of your father greeues you,

820And tis nothing so.

821Hen.5. I prethee Ned, mend thy maners,

822And be more modester in thy tearmes,

823For my vnfeined greefe is not to be ruled by thy flattering

824And dissembling talke, thou saist I am changed,

825So I am indeed, and so must thou be, and that quickly,

826Or else I must cause thee to be channged.

827Ioc. Gogs wounds how like you this?

828Sownds tis not so sweete as Musicke.

829Tom. I trust we haue not offended your grace no way.

830Hen.5. Ah Tom your former life greeues me,

831And makes me to abandõ & abolish your company for euer

832And therfore not vpõ pain of death to approch my presence

833By ten miles space, then if I heare wel of you,

834It may be I wil do somewhat for you,

835Otherwise looke for no more fauour at my hands,

836Then at any other mans: And therefore be gone,

837We haue other matters to talke on.

839 Now my good Lord Archbishop of Canterbury,

840What say you to our Embassage into France?

841 Archb. Your right to the French Crowne of France,

842Came by your great grandmother Izabel,

843Wife to King Edward the third,

844And sister to Charles the French king:

845Now if the French king deny it, as likely inough he wil,

846Then must you take your sword in hand,

847And conquer the right.

848Let the vsurped Frenchman know,

849Although your predecessors haue let it passe, you wil not:

850For your Countrymen are willing with purse and men,

851To aide you.

852Then my good Lord, as it hath bene alwaies knowne,

853That Scotland hath bene in league with France,

854By a sort of pensions which yearly come from thence,

855I thinke it therefore best to conquere Scotland,

856And thẽ I think that you may go more easily into France:

857And this is all that I can say, My good Lord.

858Hen.5. I thanke you, my good lord Archbishop of Can(terbury.

D2 What

859What say you my good Lord of Oxford?

860Oxf. And And please your Maiestie,

861I agree to my Lord Archbishop, sauing in this,

862He that wil Scotland win, must first with France begin:

863According to the old saying.

864Therefore my good Lord, I thinke it best first to inuade (France,

865For in conquering Scotland, you conquer but one,

866And conquere France and conquere both.

868Exe. And please your Maiestie,

869My Lord Embassador is come out of France.

870Hen.5. Now trust me my Lord,

871He was the last man that we talked of,

872I am glad that he is come to resolue vs of our answere,

873Commit him to our presence.

875York. God saue the life of mysoueraign Lord the king.

876Hen.5. Now my good Lord the Duke of Yorke,

877What newes from our brother the French King?

878York. And please your Maiestie,

879I deliuered him my Embassage,

880Whereof I tooke some deliberation,

881But for the answere he hath sent,

882My Lord Embassador of Burges, the Duke of Burgony,

883Monsieur le Cole, with two hundred and fiftie horsemen,

884To bring the Embassage.

885Hen.5. Commit my Lord Archbishop of Burges

886Into our presence,

888Now my Lord Archbishop of Burges,

889We do learne by our Lord Embassador,

890That you haue our message to do

891From our brother the French King:

892Here my good Lord, according to our accustomed order,

893We giue you free libertie and license to speake,

894With good audience.

895Archb. God saue the mightie King of England,

896My Lord and maister, the most Christian king,

897 Charles the seuenth, the great & mightie king of France,

898As a most noble and Christian king,

899Not minding to shed innocent blood, is rather content

900To yeeld somewhat to your vnreasonable demaunds,

901That if fiftie thousand crownes a yeare with his daughter

902The said Ladie Katheren, in marriage,

903And some crownes which he may wel spare,

904Not hurting of his kingdome,

905He is content to yeeld so far to your vnreasonable desire.

906Hen.5. Why then belike your Lord and maister,

907Thinks to puffe me vp with fifty thousand crowns a yere,

908No tell thy Lord and maister,

909That all the crownes in France shall not serue me,

910Except the Crowne and kingdome it selfe:

911And perchance hereafter I wil haue his daughter.

913Archb. And it please your Maiestie,

914My Lord Prince Dolphin greets you well,

915With this present.

917Hen.5. What a guilded Tunne?

918I pray you my Lord of Yorke, looke what is in it?

919Yorke. And please your Grace,

920Here is a Carpet and a Tunne of Tennis balles.

921Hen.5. A Tunne of Tennis balles?

922I pray you good my Lord Archbishop,

923What might the meaning thereof be?

924Archb. And it please you my Lord,

925A messenger you know, ought to keepe close his message,

926And specially an Embassador.

927Hen.5. But I know that you may declare your message

928To a king, the law of Armes allowes no lesse.

D3 Archb.

929Archb. My Lord hearing of your wildnesse before your

930Fathers death, sent you this my good Lord,

931Meaning that you are more fitter for a Tennis Court

932Then a field, and more fitter for a Carpet then the Camp.

933Hen.5. My Lord prince Dolphin is very pleasant with (me:

934But tel him, that in steed of balles of leather,

935We wil tosse him balles of brasse and yron,

936Yea such balles as neuer were tost in France,

937The proudest Tennis Court shall rue it.

938I and thou Prince of Burges shall rue it:

939Therfore get thee hence, and tel him thy message quickly,

940Least I be there before thee: Away priest, be gone.

941Archb. I beseech your grace, to deliuer me your safe

942Conduct vnder your broad seale Emanuel.

943Hen.5. Priest of Burges, know,

944That the hand and seale of a King, and his word is all one,

945And in stead of my hand and seale,

946I will bring him my hand and sword:

947And tel thy lord & maister, that I Harry of England said it,

948And I Harry of England, wil performe it.

949My Lord of Yorke, deliuer him our safe conduct,

950Under our broad seale Emanuel.

952 Now my Lords, to Armes, to Armes,

953For I vow by heauen and earth, that the proudest

954French man in all France, shall rue the time that euer

955These Tennis balles were sent into England.

956My Lord, I wil y^e there be prouided a great Nauy of ships,

957With all speed, at South-Hampton,

958For there I meane to ship my men,

959For I would be there before him, it it were possible,

960Therefore come, but staie,

961I had almost forgot the chiefest thing of all, with chafing

962With this French Embassador.

963Call in my Lord chiefe Iustice of England.

965Exe. Here is the King my Lord.

966Iustice. God preserue your Maiestie.

967Hen.5. Why how now my Lord, what is the matter?

968Iust. I would it were vnknowne to your Maiestie.

969Hen.5. Why what ayle you?

970Iust. Your Maiestie knoweth my griefe well.

971Hen.5. Oh my Lord, you remember you sent me to the

972Fleete, did you not?

973Iust. I trust your grace haue forgotten that.

974Hen.5. I truly my Lord, and for reuengement,

975I haue chosen you to be my Protector ouer my Realme,

976Until it shall please God to giue me speedie returne

977Out of France.

978Iust. And if it please your Maiestie, I am far vnworthie

979Of so high a dignitie.

980Hen.5. Tut my Lord, you are not vnworthie,

981Because I thinke you worthie.

982For you that would not spare me,

983I thinke wil not spare another.

984It must needs be so, and therefore come,

985Let vs be gone, and get our men in a readinesse.