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adventurously。 I must stay with the lackeys； with the luggage of our camp。
The French might have a good prey of us； if he knew of it； for there is
none to guard it but boys。 Exit
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SCENE V。 Another part of the field of battle
Enter CONSTABLE； ORLEANS； BOURBON； DAUPHIN； and
RAMBURES
CONSTABLE。 O diable！ ORLEANS。 O Seigneur！ le jour est perdu；
tout est perdu！ DAUPHIN。 Mort Dieu； ma vie！ all is confounded； all！
Reproach and everlasting shame Sits mocking in our plumes。 ＇A short
alarum＇ O mechante fortune！ Do not run away。 CONSTABLE。 Why； an
our ranks are broke。 DAUPHIN。 O perdurable shame！ Let's stab ourselves。
Be these the wretches that we play'd at dice for？ ORLEANS。 Is this the
king we sent to for his ransom？ BOURBON。 Shame； and eternal shame；
nothing but shame！ Let us die in honour： once more back again； And he
that will not follow Bourbon now； Let him go hence and； with his cap in
hand Like a base pander； hold the chamber…door Whilst by a slave； no
gender than my dog； His fairest daughter is contaminated。 CONSTABLE。
Disorder； that hath spoil'd us； friend us now！ Let us on heaps go offer up
our lives。 ORLEANS。 We are enow yet living in the field To smother up
the English in our throngs； If any order might be thought upon。
BOURBON。 The devil take order now！ I'll to the throng。 Let life be short；
else shame will be too long。 Exeunt
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SCENE VI。 Another part of the field
Alarum。 Enter the KING and his train； with prisoners； EXETER； and
others
KING HENRY。 Well have we done； thrice…valiant countrymen； But
all's not done… yet keep the French the field。 EXETER。 The Duke of York
commends him to your Majesty。 KING HENRY。 Lives he； good uncle？
Thrice within this hour I saw him down； thrice up again； and fighting；
From helmet to the spur all blood he was。 EXETER。 In which array； brave
soldier； doth he lie Larding the plain； and by his bloody side； Yoke…fellow
to his honour…owing wounds； The noble Earl of Suffolk also lies。 Suffolk
first died； and York； all haggled over； Comes to him； where in gore he lay
insteeped； And takes him by the beard； kisses the gashes That bloodily did
yawn upon his face； He cries aloud 'Tarry； my cousin Suffolk。 My soul
shall thine keep company to heaven； Tarry； sweet soul； for mine； then fly
abreast； As in this glorious and well…foughten field We kept together in our
chivalry。' Upon these words I came and cheer'd him up； He smil'd me in
the face； raught me his hand； And； with a feeble grip； says 'Dear my lord；
Commend my service to my sovereign。' So did he turn； and over Suffolk's
neck He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips； And so； espous'd to
death； with blood he seal'd A testament of noble…ending love。 The pretty
and sweet manner of it forc'd Those waters from me which I would have
stopp'd； But I had not so much of man in me； And all my mother came into
mine eyes And gave me up to tears。 KING HENRY。 I blame you not； For；
hearing this； I must perforce compound With mistful eyes； or they will
issue too。 ＇Alarum＇ But hark！ what new alarum is this same？ The French
have reinforc'd their scatter'd men。 Then every soldier kill his prisoners；
Give the word through。 Exeunt
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SCENE VII。 Another part of the field
Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER
FLUELLEN。 Kill the poys and the luggage！ 'Tis expressly against the
law of arms； 'tis as arrant a piece of knavery； mark you now； as can be
offert； in your conscience； now； is it not？ GOWER。 'Tis certain there's not
a boy left alive； and the cowardly rascals that ran from the battle ha' done
this slaughter； besides； they have burned and carried away all that was in
the King's tent； wherefore the King most worthily hath caus'd every
soldier to cut his prisoner's throat。 O； 'tis a gallant King！ FLUELLEN。 Ay；
he was porn at Monmouth； Captain Gower。 What call you the town's name
where Alexander the Pig was born？ GOWER。 Alexander the Great。
FLUELLEN。 Why； I pray you； is not 'pig' great？ The pig； or great； or the
mighty； or the huge； or the magnanimous； are all one reckonings； save the
phrase is a little variations。 GOWER。 I think Alexander the Great was born
in Macedon； his father was called Philip of Macedon； as I take it。
FLUELLEN。 I think it is in Macedon where Alexander is porn。 I tell you；
Captain； if you look in the maps of the 'orld； I warrant you sall find； in the
comparisons between Macedon and Monmouth； that the situations； look
you； is both alike。 There is a river in Macedon； and there is also moreover
a river at Monmouth； it is call'd Wye at Monmouth； but it is out of my
prains what is the name of the other river； but 'tis all one； 'tis alike as my
fingers is to my fingers； and there is salmons in both。 If you mark
Alexander's life well； Harry of Monmouth's life is come after it indifferent
well； for there is figures in all things。 Alexander… God knows； and you
know… in his rages； and his furies； and his wraths； and his cholers； and his
moods； and his displeasures； and his indignations； and also being a little
intoxicates in his prains； did； in his ales and his angers； look you； kill his
best friend； Cleitus。 GOWER。 Our king is not like him in that： he never
kill'd any of his friends。 FLUELLEN。 It is not well done； mark you now；
to take the tales out of my mouth ere it is made and finished。 I speak but in
the figures and comparisons of it； as Alexander kill'd his friend Cleitus；
being in his ales and his cups； so also Harry Monmouth； being in his right
wits and his good judgments； turn'd away the fat knight with the great
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belly doublet； he was full of jests； and gipes； and knaveries； and mocks； I
have forgot his name。 GOWER。 Sir John Falstaff。 FLUELLEN。 That is he。
I'll tell you there is good men porn at Monmouth。 GOWER。 Here comes
his Majesty。
Alarum。 Enter the KING； WARWICK； GLOUCESTER； EXETER；
and others； with prisoners。 Flourish
KING HENRY。 I was not angry since I came to France Until this
instant。 Take a trumpet； herald； Ride thou unto the horsemen on yond hill；
If they will fight with us； bid them come down Or void the field； they do
offend our sight。 If they'll do neither； we will come to them And make
them skirr away as swift as stones Enforced from the old Assyrian slings；
Besides； we'll cut the throats of those we have； And not a man of them that
we shall take Shall taste our mercy。 Go and tell them so。
Enter MONTJOY
EXETER。 Here comes the herald of the French； my liege。
GLOUCESTER。 His eyes are humbler than they us'd to be。 KING
HENRY。 How now！ What means this； herald？ know'st thou not That I
have fin'd these bones of mine for ransom？ Com'st thou again for ransom？
MONTJOY。 No； great King； I come to thee for charitable licence； That we
may wander o'er this bloody field To book our dead； and then to bury them；
To sort our nobles from our common men； For many of our princes… woe
the while！… Lie drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood； So do our vulgar
drench their peasant limbs In blood of princes； and their wounded steeds
Fret fetlock deep in gore； and with wild rage Yerk out their armed heels at
their dead masters； Killing them twice。 O； give us leave； great King； To
view the field in safety； and dispose Of their dead bodies！ KING HENRY。
I tell thee truly； herald； I know not if the day be ours or no； For yet a many
of your horsemen peer And gallop o'er the field。 MONTJOY。 The day is
yours。 KING HENRY。 Praised be God； and not our strength； for it！ What is
this castle call'd that stands hard by？ MONTJOY。 They call it Agincourt。
KING HENRY。 Then call we this the field of Agincourt； Fought on the day
of Crispin Crispianus。 FLUELLEN。 Your grandfather of famous m