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  • Title: Henry V (Quarto 1, 1600)
  • 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 (Quarto 1, 1600)

    Enter at one doore, the King of England and his Lords. And at
    the other doore, the King of France, Queene Katherine, the
    Duke of Burbon, and others.
    Harry. Peace to this meeting, wherefore we are met.
    of Henry the fift.
    And to our brorher France, Faire time of day.
    2990Faire health vnto our louely cousen Katherine.
    And as a branch, and member of this stock:
    We do salute you Duke of Burgondie.
    Fran. Brother of England, right ioyous are we to behold
    Your face, so are we Princes English euery one.
    Duk. With pardon vnto both your mightines.
    Let it not displease you, if I demaund
    3020What rub or bar hath thus far hindred you,
    3020.1To keepe you from the gentle speech of peace?
    3055Har. If Duke of Burgondy, you wold haue peace,
    You must buy that peace,
    According as we haue drawne our articles.
    3065Fran. We haue but with a cursenary eye,
    Oreviewd them pleaseth your Grace,
    To let some of your Counsell sit with vs,
    3070We shall returne our peremptory answere.
    Har. Go Lords, and sit with them,
    3071.1And bring vs answere backe.
    Yet leaue our cousen Katherine here behind.
    3083.1France. Withall our hearts.
    Exit King and the Lords. Manet, Hrry, Kathe-
    3086.1rine, and the Gentlewoman.
    Hate. Now Kate, you haue a blunt wooer here
    Left with you.
    If I could win thee at leapfrog,
    Or with vawting with my armour on my backe,
    Into my saddle,
    Without brag be it spoken,
    3128.1Ide make compare with any.
    But leauing that Kate,
    If thou takest me now,
    Thou shalt haue me at the worst:
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    3220And in wearing, thou shalt haue me better and better.
    Thou shalt haue a face that is not worth sun-burning.
    3136.1But doost thou thinke, that thou and I,
    Betweene Saint Denis,
    3195And Saint George, shall get a boy,
    That shall goe to Constantinople,
    And take the great Turke by the beard, ha Kate?
    Kate. Is it possible dat me sall
    Loue de enemie de France.
    3160Harry. No Kate, tis vnpossible
    You should loue the enemie of France:
    For Kate, I loue France so well,
    That Ile not leaue a Village,
    Ile haue it all mine: then Kate,
    When France is mine,
    And I am yours,
    Then France is yours,
    3165And you are mine.
    Kate. I cannot tell wat is dat.
    Harry. No Kate,
    Why Ile tell it you in French.
    Which will hang vpon my tongue, like a bride
    On her new married Husband.
    Let me see, Saint Dennis be my speed.
    Quan France et mon.
    3172.1Kate. Dat is, when France is yours.
    Harry. Et vous ettes amoy.
    Kate. And I am to you.
    Harry. Douck France ettes a vous:
    Kate. Den France sall be mine.
    3172.5Harry. Et Ie suyues a vous.
    Kate. And you will be to me.
    Har. Wilt beleeue me Kate? tis easier for me
    To conquer the kingdome, thē speak so much
    More French.
    of Henry the fift.
    Kate. A your Maiesty has false France inough
    To deceiue de best Lady in France.
    Harry. No faith Kate not I. But Kate,
    3178.1In plaine termes, do you loue me?
    Kate. I cannot tell.
    Harry. No, can any of your neighbours tell?
    Ile aske them.
    3185Come Kate, I know you loue me.
    And soone when you are in your closset,
    Youle question this Lady of me.
    But I pray thee sweete Kate, vse me mercifully,
    3190Because I loue thee cruelly.
    3140That I shall dye Kate, is sure:
    But for thy loue, by the Lord neuer.
    3140.1What Wench,
    A straight backe will growe crooked.
    3150A round eye will growe hollowe.
    A great leg will waxe small,
    A curld pate proue balde:
    But a good heart Kate, is the sun and the moone,
    And rather the Sun and not the Moone
    And therefore Kate take me,
    3155Take a souldier: take a souldier,
    Take a King.
    3155.1Therefore tell me Kate, wilt thou haue me?
    3235Kate. Dat is as please the King my father.
    Harry. Nay it will please him:
    Nay it shall please him Kate.
    And vpon that condition Kate Ile kisse you.
    3245Ka. O mon du Ie ne voudroy faire quelke chosse
    Pour toute le monde,
    Ce ne poynt votree fachion en fouor.
    Harry. What saies she Lady?
    Lady. Dat it is not de fasion en France,
    3250For de maides, before da be married to
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    May foy ie oblye, what is to bassie?
    Har. To kis, to kis. O that tis not the
    Fashion in Frannce, for the maydes to kis
    Before they are married.
    3255Lady. Owye see votree grace.
    Har. Well, weele breake that custome.
    Therefore Kate patience perforce and yeeld.
    Before God Kate, you haue witchcraft
    In your kisses:
    And may perswade with me more,
    3265Then all the French Councell.
    Your father is returned.
    Enter the King of France, and
    3270the Lordes.
    3270.1How now my Lords?
    3320France. Brother of England,
    We haue orered the Articles,
    3320.1And haue agreed to all that we in sedule had.
    Exe. Only he hath not subscribed this,
    Where your maiestie demaunds,
    That the king of France hauing any occasion
    To write for matter of graunt,
    Shall name your highnesse, in this forme:
    And with this addition in French.
    3330Nostre tresher filz, Henry Roy D'anglaterre,
    E heare de France. And thus in Latin:
    Preclarissimus filius noster Henricus Rex Anglie,
    Et heres Francie.
    Fran. Nor this haue we so nicely stood vpon,
    3333.1But you faire brother may intreat the same.
    3335Har. Why then let this among the rest,
    3335.1Haue his full course: And withall,
    Your daughter Katherine in mariage.
    of Henry the fift.
    3337.1Fran. This and what else,
    Your maiestie shall craue.
    God that disposeth all, giue you much ioy.
    Har. Why then faire Katherine,
    3337.5Come giue me thy hand:
    Our mariage will we present solemnise,
    And end our hatred by a bond of loue.
    Then will I sweare to Kate, and Kate to mee:
    3365And may our vowes once made, vnbroken bee.