But all's not done; yet keep the French the field. Enter EXETer. Exe. The Duke of York commends him to your majesty. K. Hen. Lives he, good uncle? Thrice, within this hour, I saw him down; thrice up again, and fighting; Exe. In which array (brave soldier !) doth he lie, Suffolk first died; and York, all haggled over, Upon these words I came, and cheer'd him up: So did he turn, and over Suffolk's neck 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, But all my mother came into mine eyes, And gave me up to tears. K. Hen. I blame you not; For, hearing this, I must perforce compound [Charge-Cannon But hark! what new alarum is this same ? Give the word through. SCENE VII. [Charge, &c.-Exeunt. Another Part of the Field. Alarums continued. Enter FLUELLEN, and GoWER. Flu. 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 offer'd in the 'orld: in your conscience now, is it not? Gow. "Tis certain, the French have not left a boy alive; and the cowardly rascals that ran away from the battle, have done this slaughter: besides, they have burned, and carried away, all that was in the king's tent wherefore the king, most worthily, hath caused every soldier to cut his prisoner's throat. O, 'tis a gallant king! Flu. Ay, he was porn at Monmouth, Captain Gower:-What call you the town's name, where Alexander the pig was porn? Gow. Alexander the great. Flu. Why, I pray you, is not pig, great? The pig, or the great, or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnanimous, are all one reckonings, save the phrase is a little variations. Gow. I think Alexander the great was born in Macedon; his father was called-Philip of Macedon, as I take it. Flu. 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 shall find, in the comparisons between Macedon and Monmouth, that the situations, look you, is poth alike. There is a river in Macedon; and there is also, moreover, a river at Monmouth; it is called Wye, at Monmouth; but it is out of my prains what is the name of the other river; but, 'tis all one 'tis so like as my fingers is to my fingers, and there is salmons in poth. 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, 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 pest friend, Clytus. Gow. Our king is not like him in that; he never killed any of his friends. Flu. It is not well done, mark you now, to take the tales out of my mouth, ere it is made an end, and finished. I speak but in the figures and comparisons of it: As Alexander is kill his friend Clytus, being in his ales and his cups, so also Harry Monmouth, being in his right wits and his goot judgments, is turn away the fat knight with the great pellydoublet; he was full of jests, and gypes, and knaveries, and mocks; I am forget his name. Gow. Sir John Falstaff. Flu. That is he.-I tell you, there is good men porn at Monmouth. [Flourish of Drums and Trumpets.] Gow. Here comes his majesty. Flourish. [Exit GoWER. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, GLOSTER, WestMORELAND, BEDFORD, HERALDS, ATTENDANTS, CAPTAIN, and GUARDS. K. Hen. I was not angry since I came to France, Until this instant.-Take a trumpet, herald; Ride you unto the horsemen on yon hill; Exe. Here comes the herald of the French, my liege. Glost. His eyes are humbler than they us'd to be. Enter MONTJOY, and ATTENDANTS. K. Hen. How now, what means this, herald ?- That I have fin'd these bones of mine for ransom? I come to thee for charitable license That we may wander o'er this bloody field, To view the field in safety, and dispose K. Hen. I tell thee truly, herald, I know not if the day be ours, or no : Mont. The day is yours. K. Hen. Praised be Heaven, and not our strength, for it! What is this castle call'd, that stands hard by ? Mont. They call it-Agincourt. K. Hen. Then call we this-the field of Agin court, Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus. [Flourish of Drums and Trumpets-Shouts.] Flu. Your grandfather, of famous memory, an't please your majesty, and your great uncle Edward the Plack Prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles, fought a most prave pattle here in France. K. Hen. They did, Fluellen. Flu. Your majesty says very true: If your majesty is remember'd of it, the Welshmen did goot service in a garden where leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their Monmouth caps; which, your majesty knows, tó this hour is an honourable padge of the service; and I do pelieve your majesty takes no scorn to wear the leek upon St. Tavy's day. K. Hen. I wear it for a memorable honour: For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman. Flu. All the water in the Wye cannot wash your majesty's Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that: Heaven pless it and preserve it, as long as it pleases your grace, and his majesty too. K. Hen. Thanks, good my countryman. Flu. I am your majesty's countryman, I care not who knows it: I will confess it to all the 'orld; I need not be ashamed of your majesty, praised be Heaven, so long as your majesty is an honest man. K. Hen. Heaven keep me so!-Our heralds go with him: Bring me just notice of the numbers dead On both our parts.— Exit MONTJOY, with the HERALDS, and his Call yonder fellow hither. Exe. Soldier, you must come to the king, |