1262Therefore to our best mercy giue your selues,

1263Or like to men prowd of destruction,

1264Defie vs to our worst: for as I am a Souldier,

1265A Name that in my thoughts becomes me best;

1266If I begin the batt'rie once againe,

1267I will not leaue the halfe-atchieued Harflew,

1268Till in her ashes she lye buryed.

1269The Gates of Mercy shall be all shut vp,

1270And the flesh'd Souldier, rough and hard of heart,

1271In libertie of bloody hand, shall raunge

1272With Conscience wide as Hell, mowing like Grasse

1273Your fresh faire Virgins, and your flowring Infants.

1274What is it then to me, if impious Warre,

1275Arrayed in flames like to the Prince of Fiends,

1276Doe with his smyrcht complexion all fell feats,

1277Enlynckt to wast and desolation?

1278What is't to me, when you your selues are cause,

1279If your pure Maydens fall into the hand

1280Of hot and forcing Violation?

1281What Reyne can hold licentious Wickednesse,

1282When downe the Hill he holds his fierce Carriere?

1283We may as bootlesse spend our vaine Command

1284Vpon th'enraged Souldiers in their spoyle,

1285As send Precepts to the Leuiathan, to come ashore.

1286Therefore, you men of Harflew,

1287Take pitty of your Towne and of your People,

1288Whiles yet my Souldiers are in my Command,

1289Whiles yet the coole and temperate Wind of Grace

1290O're-blowes the filthy and contagious Clouds

1291Of headly Murther, Spoyle, and Villany.

1292If not: why in a moment looke to see

1293The blind and bloody Souldier, with foule hand

1294Desire the Locks of your shrill-shriking Daughters:

1295Your Fathers taken by the siluer Beards,

1296And their most reuerend Heads dasht to the Walls:

1297Your naked Infants spitted vpon Pykes,

1298Whiles the mad Mothers, with their howles confus'd,

1299Doe breake the Clouds; as did the Wiues of Iewry,

1300At Herods bloody-hunting slaughter-men.

1301What say you? Will you yeeld, and this auoyd?

1302Or guiltie in defence, be thus destroy'd.

1304Gouer. Our expectation hath this day an end:

1305The Dolphin, whom of Succours we entreated,

1306Returnes vs, that his Powers are yet not ready,

1307To rayse so great a Siege: Therefore great King,

1308We yeeld our Towne and Liues to thy soft Mercy:

1309Enter our Gates, dispose of vs and ours,

1310For we no longer are defensible.

1311King. Open your Gates: Come Vnckle Exeter,

1312Goe you and enter Harflew; there remaine,

1313And fortifie it strongly 'gainst the French:

1314Vse mercy to them all for vs, deare Vnckle.

1315The Winter comming on, and Sicknesse growing

1316Vpon our Souldiers, we will retyre to Calis.

1317To night in Harflew will we be your Guest,

1318To morrow for the March are we addrest.

1321Kathe. Alice, tu as este en Angleterre, & tu bien parlas

1322le Language.

1323Alice. En peu Madame.

1324Kath. Ie te prie m'ensigniez, il faut que ie apprend a par-

1325len: Comient appelle vous le main en Anglois?

1326Alice. Le main il & appelle de Hand.

1327Kath. De Hand.

1328Alice. E le doyts.

1329Kat. Le doyts, ma foy Ie oublie, e doyt mays, ie me souemeray

1330le doyts ie pense qu'ils ont appelle de fingres, ou de fingres.

1331Alice. Le main de Hand, le doyts le Fingres, ie pense que ie

1332suis le bon escholier.

1333Kath. I'ay gaynie diux mots d'Anglois vistement, coment

1334appelle vous le ongles?

1335Alice. Le ongles, les appellons de Nayles.

1336Kath. De Nayles escoute: dites moy, si ie parle bien: de

1337Hand, de Fingres, e de Nayles.

1338Alice. C'est bien dict Madame, il & fort bon Anglois.

1339Kath. Dites moy l'Anglois pour le bras.

1340Alice. De Arme, Madame.

1341Kath. E de coudee.

1342Alice. D'Elbow.

1343Kath. D'Elbow: Ie men fay le repiticio de touts les mots

1344que vous maves, apprins des a present.

1345Alice. Il & trop difficile Madame, comme Ie pense.

1346Kath. Excuse moy Alice escoute, d'Hand, de Fingre, de

1347Nayles, d'Arma, de Bilbow.

1348Alice. D'Elbow, Madame.

1349Kath. O Seigneur Dieu, ie men oublie d'Elbow, coment ap-

1350pelle vous le col.

1351Alice. De Nick, Madame.

1352Kath. De Nick, e le menton.

1353Alice. De Chin.

1354Kath. De Sin: le col de Nick, le menton de Sin.

1355Alice. Ouy. Sauf vostre honneur en verite vous pronoun-

1356cies les mots ausi droict, que le Natifs d'Angleterre.

1357Kath. Ie ne doute point d'apprendre par de grace de Dieu,

1358& en peu de temps.

1359Alice. N'aue vos y desia oublie ce que ie vous a ensignie.

1360Kath. Nome ie recitera a vous promptement, d'Hand, de

1361Fingre, de Maylees.

1362Alice. De Nayles, Madame.

1363Kath. De Nayles, de Arme, de Ilbow.

1364Alice. Sans vostre honeus d'Elbow.

1365Kath. Ainsi de ie d'Elbow, de Nick, & de Sin: coment ap-

1366pelle vous les pied & de roba.

1367Alice. Le Foot Madame, & le Count.

1368Kath. Le Foot, & le Count: O Seignieur Dieu, il sont le

1369mots de son mauvais corruptible grosse & impudique, & non

1370pour le Dames de Honeur d'vser: Ie ne voudray pronouncer ce

1371mots deuant le Seigneurs de France, pour toute le monde, fo le

1372Foot & le Count, neant moys, Ie recitera vn autrefoys ma lecon

1373ensembe, d'Hand, de Fingre, de Nayles, d'Arme, d'Elbow, de

1374Nick, de Sin, de Foot, le Count.

1375Alice. Excellent, Madame.

1376Kath. C'est asses pour vne foyes, alons nous a diner.

1380King. 'Tis certaine he hath past the Riuer Some.

1381Const. And if he be not fought withall, my Lord,

1382Let vs not liue in France: let vs quit all,

1383And giue our Vineyards to a barbarous People.

1384Dolph. O Dieu viuant: Shall a few Sprayes of vs,

1385The emptying of our Fathers Luxurie,

1386Our Syens, put in wilde and sauage Stock,

1387Spirt vp so suddenly into the Clouds,

1388And ouer-looke their Grafters?

1389Brit. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman bastards:

1390Mort du ma vie, if they march along

1391Vnfought withall, but I will sell my Dukedome,