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  • Title: Henry V (Modern, Quarto)
  • 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 (Modern, Quarto)

    1377.1[Scene 8]
    Enter King of France, Lord Constable, the Dauphin, and Bourbon.
    1380French King
    'Tis certain he is past the river Somme.
    Mort de ma vie! Shall a few sprangs of us,
    1385The emptying of our fathers' luxury,
    Outgrow their grafters?
    Normans, bastard Normans.
    1390Mon dieu! And if they pass unfought withal,
    I'll sell my dukedom for a foggy farm
    In that short-nook isle of England.
    Why, whence have they this mettle?
    1395Is not their climate raw, foggy and cold,
    On whom, as in disdain, the sun looks pale?
    Can barley broth, a drench for swollen jades,
    Their sodden water, decoct such lively blood?
    1400And shall our quick blood, spirited with wine,
    Seem frosty? Oh, for honor of our names,
    Let us not hang like frozen icicles
    Upon our houses' tops while they o' more
    Frosty climate sweat drops of youthful blood.
    French King
    Constable, dispatch. Send Montjoy forth
    To know what willing ransom he will give.
    Son dauphin, you shall stay in Rouen with me.
    Not so, I do beseech your majesty.
    1445.1French King
    Well, I say it shall be so.
    Exeunt omnes.