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

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

    82The Life of Henry the Fift.
    Const. Indeed my Lord, it is a most absolute and ex-
    cellent Horse.
    Dolph. It is the Prince of Palfrayes, his Neigh is like
    the bidding of a Monarch, and his countenance enforces
    Orleance. No more Cousin.
    Dolph. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot from
    the rising of the Larke to the lodging of the Lambe,
    varie deserued prayse on my Palfray: it is a Theame as
    1660fluent as the Sea: Turne the Sands into eloquent tongues,
    and my Horse is argument for them all: 'tis a subiect
    for a Soueraigne to reason on, and for a Soueraignes So-
    ueraigne to ride on: And for the World, familiar to vs,
    and vnknowne, to lay apart their particular Functions,
    1665and wonder at him, I once writ a Sonnet in his prayse,
    and began thus, Wonder of Nature.
    Orleance. I haue heard a Sonnet begin so to ones Mi-
    Dolph. Then did they imitate that which I compos'd
    1670to my Courser, for my Horse is my Mistresse.
    Orleance. Your Mistresse beares well.
    Dolph. Me well, which is the prescript prayse and per-
    fection of a good and particular Mistresse.
    Const. Nay, for me thought yesterday your Mistresse
    1675shrewdly shooke your back.
    Dolph. So perhaps did yours.
    Const. Mine was not bridled.
    Dolph. O then belike she was old and gentle, and you
    rode like a Kerne of Ireland, your French Hose off, and in
    1680your strait Strossers.
    Const. You haue good iudgement in Horseman-
    Dolph. Be warn'd by me then: they that ride so, and
    ride not warily, fall into foule Boggs: I had rather haue
    1685my Horse to my Mistresse.
    Const. I had as liue haue my Mistresse a Iade.
    Dolph. I tell thee Constable, my Mistresse weares his
    owne hayre.
    Const. I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a
    1690Sow to my Mistresse.
    Dolph. Le chien est retourne a son propre vemissement est
    la leuye lauee au bourbier: thou mak'st vse of any thing.
    Const. Yet doe I not vse my Horse for my Mistresse,
    or any such Prouerbe, so little kin to the purpose.
    1695Ramb. My Lord Constable, the Armour that I saw in
    your Tent to night, are those Starres or Sunnes vpon it?
    Const. Starres my Lord.
    Dolph. Some of them will fall to morrow, I hope.
    Const. And yet my Sky shall not want.
    1700Dolph. That may be, for you beare a many superflu-
    ously, and 'twere more honor some were away.
    Const. Eu'n as your Horse beares your prayses, who
    would trot as well, were some of your bragges dismoun-
    1705Dolph. Would I were able to loade him with his de-
    sert. Will it neuer be day? I will trot to morrow a mile,
    and my way shall be paued with English Faces.
    Const. I will not say so, for feare I should be fac't out
    of my way: but I would it were morning, for I would
    1710faine be about the eares of the English.
    Ramb. Who will goe to Hazard with me for twentie
    Const. You must first goe your selfe to hazard, ere you
    haue them.
    1715Dolph. 'Tis Mid-night, Ile goe arme my selfe. Exit.
    Orleance. The Dolphin longs for morning.

    Ramb. He longs to eate the English.
    Const. I thinke he will eate all he kills.
    Orleance. By the white Hand of my Lady, hee's a gal-
    1720lant Prince.
    Const. Sweare by her Foot, that she may tread out the
    Orleance. He is simply the most actiue Gentleman of
    1725Const. Doing is actiuitie, and he will still be doing.
    Orleance. He neuer did harme, that I heard of.
    Const. Nor will doe none to morrow: hee will keepe
    that good name still.
    Orleance. I know him to be valiant.
    1730Const. I was told that, by one that knowes him better
    then you.
    Orleance. What's hee?
    Const. Marry hee told me so himselfe, and hee sayd hee
    car'd not who knew it.
    1735Orleance. Hee needes not, it is no hidden vertue in
    Const. By my faith Sir, but it is: neuer any body saw
    it, but his Lacquey: 'tis a hooded valour, and when it
    appeares, it will bate.
    1740Orleance. Ill will neuer sayd well.
    Const. I will cap that Prouerbe with, There is flatterie
    in friendship.
    Orleance. And I will take vp that with, Giue the Deuill
    his due.
    1745Const. Well plac't: there stands your friend for the
    Deuill: haue at the very eye of that Prouerbe with, A
    Pox of the Deuill.
    Orleance. You are the better at Prouerbs, by how much
    a Fooles Bolt is soone shot.
    1750Const. You haue shot ouer.
    Orleance. 'Tis not the first time you were ouer-shot.

    Enter a Messenger.

    Mess. My Lord high Constable, the English lye within
    fifteene hundred paces of your Tents.
    1755Const. Who hath measur'd the ground?
    Mess. The Lord Grandpree.
    Const. A valiant and most expert Gentleman. Would
    it were day? Alas poore Harry of England: hee longs
    not for the Dawning, as wee doe.
    1760Orleance. What a wretched and peeuish fellow is this
    King of England, to mope with his fat-brain'd followers
    so farre out of his knowledge.
    Const. If the English had any apprehension, they
    would runne away.
    1765Orleance. That they lack: for if their heads had any in-
    tellectuall Armour, they could neuer weare such heauie
    Ramb. That Iland of England breedes very valiant
    Creatures; their Mastiffes are of vnmatchable cou-
    Orleance. Foolish Curres, that runne winking into
    the mouth of a Russian Beare, and haue their heads crusht
    like rotten Apples: you may as well say, that's a valiant
    Flea, that dare eate his breakefast on the Lippe of a
    Const. Iust, iust: and the men doe sympathize with
    the Mastiffes, in robustious and rough comming on,
    leauing their Wits with their Wiues: and then giue
    them great Meales of Beefe, and Iron and Steele; they
    1780will eate like Wolues, and fight like Deuils.
    Orleance. I,