1626Const. Tut, I haue the best Armour of the World:

1627would it were day.

1628Orleance. You haue an excellent Armour: but let my

1629Horse haue his due.

1630Const. It is the best Horse of Europe.

1631Orleance. Will it neuer be Morning?

1632Dolph. My Lord of Orleance, and my Lord High Con-

1633stable, you talke of Horse and Armour?

1634Orleance. You are as well prouided of both, as any

1635Prince in the World.

1636Dolph. What a long Night is this? I will not change

1637my Horse with any that treades but on foure postures:

1638ch'ha: he bounds from the Earth, as if his entrayles were

1639hayres: le Cheual volante, the Pegasus, ches les narines de

1640feu. When I bestryde him, I soare, I am a Hawke: he trots

1641the ayre: the Earth sings, when he touches it: the basest

1642horne of his hoofe, is more Musicall then the Pipe of

1643Hermes

1644Orleance. Hee's of the colour of the Nutmeg.

1645Dolph. And of the heat of the Ginger. It is a Beast

1646for Perseus: hee is pure Ayre and Fire; and the dull Ele-

1647ments of Earth and Water neuer appeare in him, but on-

1648ly in patient stillnesse while his Rider mounts him: hee

1649is indeede a Horse, and all other Iades you may call

1650Beasts.

i Const. In-

1651Const. Indeed my Lord, it is a most absolute and ex-

1652cellent Horse.

1653Dolph. It is the Prince of Palfrayes, his Neigh is like

1654the bidding of a Monarch, and his countenance enforces

1655Homage.

1656Orleance. No more Cousin.

1657Dolph. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot from

1658the rising of the Larke to the lodging of the Lambe,

1659varie deserued prayse on my Palfray: it is a Theame as

1660fluent as the Sea: Turne the Sands into eloquent tongues,

1661and my Horse is argument for them all: 'tis a subiect

1662for a Soueraigne to reason on, and for a Soueraignes So-

1663ueraigne to ride on: And for the World, familiar to vs,

1664and vnknowne, to lay apart their particular Functions,

1665and wonder at him, I once writ a Sonnet in his prayse,

1666and began thus, Wonder of Nature.

1667Orleance. I haue heard a Sonnet begin so to ones Mi-

1668stresse.

1669Dolph. Then did they imitate that which I compos'd

1670to my Courser, for my Horse is my Mistresse.

1671Orleance. Your Mistresse beares well.

1672Dolph. Me well, which is the prescript prayse and per-

1673fection of a good and particular Mistresse.

1674Const. Nay, for me thought yesterday your Mistresse

1675shrewdly shooke your back.

1676Dolph. So perhaps did yours.

1677Const. Mine was not bridled.

1678Dolph. O then belike she was old and gentle, and you

1679rode like a Kerne of Ireland, your French Hose off, and in

1680your strait Strossers.

1681Const. You haue good iudgement in Horseman-

1682ship.

1683Dolph. Be warn'd by me then: they that ride so, and

1684ride not warily, fall into foule Boggs: I had rather haue

1685my Horse to my Mistresse.

1686Const. I had as liue haue my Mistresse a Iade.

1687Dolph. I tell thee Constable, my Mistresse weares his

1688owne hayre.

1689Const. I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a

1690Sow to my Mistresse.

1691Dolph. Le chien est retourne a son propre vemissement est

1692la leuye lauee au bourbier: thou mak'st vse of any thing.

1693Const. Yet doe I not vse my Horse for my Mistresse,

1694or any such Prouerbe, so little kin to the purpose.

1695Ramb. My Lord Constable, the Armour that I saw in

1696your Tent to night, are those Starres or Sunnes vpon it?

1697Const. Starres my Lord.

1698Dolph. Some of them will fall to morrow, I hope.

1699Const. And yet my Sky shall not want.

1700Dolph. That may be, for you beare a many superflu-

1701ously, and 'twere more honor some were away.

1702Const. Eu'n as your Horse beares your prayses, who

1703would trot as well, were some of your bragges dismoun-

1704ted.

1705Dolph. Would I were able to loade him with his de-

1706sert. Will it neuer be day? I will trot to morrow a mile,

1707and my way shall be paued with English Faces.

1708Const. I will not say so, for feare I should be fac't out

1709of my way: but I would it were morning, for I would

1710faine be about the eares of the English.

1711Ramb. Who will goe to Hazard with me for twentie

1712Prisoners?

1713Const. You must first goe your selfe to hazard, ere you

1714haue them.

1715Dolph. 'Tis Mid-night, Ile goe arme my selfe. Exit.

1716Orleance. The Dolphin longs for morning.

1717Ramb. He longs to eate the English.

1718Const. I thinke he will eate all he kills.

1719Orleance. By the white Hand of my Lady, hee's a gal-

1720lant Prince.

1721Const. Sweare by her Foot, that she may tread out the

1722Oath.

1723Orleance. He is simply the most actiue Gentleman of

1724France.

1725Const. Doing is actiuitie, and he will still be doing.

1726Orleance. He neuer did harme, that I heard of.

1727Const. Nor will doe none to morrow: hee will keepe

1728that good name still.

1729Orleance. I know him to be valiant.

1730Const. I was told that, by one that knowes him better

1731then you.

1732Orleance. What's hee?

1733Const. Marry hee told me so himselfe, and hee sayd hee

1734car'd not who knew it.

1735Orleance. Hee needes not, it is no hidden vertue in

1736him.

1737Const. By my faith Sir, but it is: neuer any body saw

1738it, but his Lacquey: 'tis a hooded valour, and when it

1739appeares, it will bate.

1740Orleance. Ill will neuer sayd well.

1741Const. I will cap that Prouerbe with, There is flatterie

1742in friendship.

1743Orleance. And I will take vp that with, Giue the Deuill

1744his due.

1745Const. Well plac't: there stands your friend for the

1746Deuill: haue at the very eye of that Prouerbe with, A

1747Pox of the Deuill.

1748Orleance. You are the better at Prouerbs, by how much

1749a Fooles Bolt is soone shot.

1750Const. You haue shot ouer.

1751Orleance. 'Tis not the first time you were ouer-shot.

1753Mess. My Lord high Constable, the English lye within

1754fifteene hundred paces of your Tents.

1755Const. Who hath measur'd the ground?

1756 Mess. The Lord Grandpree.

1757Const. A valiant and most expert Gentleman. Would

1758it were day? Alas poore Harry of England: hee longs

1759not for the Dawning, as wee doe.

1760Orleance. What a wretched and peeuish fellow is this

1761King of England, to mope with his fat-brain'd followers

1762so farre out of his knowledge.

1763Const. If the English had any apprehension, they

1764would runne away.

1765Orleance. That they lack: for if their heads had any in-

1766tellectuall Armour, they could neuer weare such heauie

1767Head-pieces.

1768Ramb. That Iland of England breedes very valiant

1769Creatures; their Mastiffes are of vnmatchable cou-

1770rage.

1771Orleance. Foolish Curres, that runne winking into

1772the mouth of a Russian Beare, and haue their heads crusht

1773like rotten Apples: you may as well say, that's a valiant

1774Flea, that dare eate his breakefast on the Lippe of a

1775Lyon.

1776Const. Iust, iust: and the men doe sympathize with

1777the Mastiffes, in robustious and rough comming on,

1778leauing their Wits with their Wiues: and then giue

1779them great Meales of Beefe, and Iron and Steele; they

1780will eate like Wolues, and fight like Deuils.

1781Orleance. I, but these English are shrowdly out of

1782Beefe.

1783Const. Then shall we finde to morrow, they haue only

1784stomackes to eate, and none to fight. Now is it time to

1785arme: come, shall we about it?

1786Orleance. It is now two a Clock: but let me see, by ten

1787Wee shall haue each a hundred English men. Exeunt.