THE FAMOVS VICTORIES of HENRY THE FIFTH
(Section Three - Scenes 13 - 20)
[Enter French Souldiers.]
1 SOLDIER: Come away Jack Drummer, come away all,
and me will tel you what me wil doo,
Me wil tro one chance on the dice,
Who shall haue the king of England and his lords.
2 SOLD: Come away Jacke Drummer,
And tro your chance, and lay downe your Drumme.[Enter Drummer.]
DRUMMER: Oh the braue apparel that the English mans
Hay broth ouer, I wil tel you what
Me ha donne, me ha prouided a hundreth trunkes, ... 
And all to put the fine parel of the English mans in.
1 SOLD: What do thou meane by trunkes?
2 SOLD: A shest man, a hundred shests.
1 SOLD: Awee, awee, awee, Me wil tel you what,
Me ha put fiue shildren out of my house,
And all too litle to put the fine apparel of the
English mans in.
DRUMMER:. Oh the braue, the braue apparel that we shall
Haue anon, but come, and you shall see what me wil tro
At the kings Drummer and Fife, ... 
Ha, me ha no good lucke: tro you.
3 SOLD: Faith me wil tro at the Earle of Northumberland
And my Lord a Willowby, with his great horse,
Snorting, farting, oh braue horse.
1 SOLD: Ha, bur Ladie you ha reasonable good lucke,
Now I wil tro at the king himselfe,
Ha, me haue no good lucke. [Enters a Captaine.]
CAPTAIN:. How now what make you here,
So farre from the Campe?
2 SOLD: Shal me tel our captain what we haue done here? ... 
DRUMMER: Awee, awee. [Exeunt Drum, and one Soldier.]
2 SOLD: I wil tel you what whe haue doune,
We haue bene troing our shance on the Dice,
But none can win the king.
CAPTAIN:. I thinke so, why he is left behind for me,
And I haue set three or foure chaire-makers a worke,
To make a new disguised chaire to set that womanly
King of England in, that all the people may laugh
and scoffe at him.
2 SOLD: Oh braue Captaine. ... 
CAPTAIN:. I am glad, and yet with a kinde of pitie
To see the poore king:
Why who euer saw a more flourishing armie in France
In one day, then here is? Are not here all the Peeres of
France? Are not here the Normans with their firie hand-
Gunnes, and slaunching Curtleaxes?
Are not here the Barbarians with their hard horses,
And lanching speares?
Are not here Pickardes with their Crosbowes & piercing
Dartes. ... 
The Henues with their cutting Glaues and sharpe
Are not here the Lance knights of Burgondie?
And on the other side, a site of poore English scabs?
Why take an English man out of his warme bed
And his stale drinke, but one moneth,
And alas what wil become of him?
But giue the Frenchman a Reddish roote,
And he wil liue with it all the dayes of his life. [Exit.]
2 SOLD: Oh the braue apparel that we shall haue of the English mans. ... 
[Enters the king of England and his Lords.]
HENRY 5: Come my Lords and fellowes of armes,
What company is there of the French men?
OXFORD: And it please your Maiestie,
Our Captaines haue numbred them,
And so neare as they can iudge,
They are about threescore thousand horsemen,
And fortie thousand footemen.
HENRY 5: They threescore thousand,
And we but two thousand. ... 
They threescore thousand footemen,
And we twelue thousand.
They are a hundred thousand,
And we fortie thousand, ten to one:
My Lords and louing Countrymen,
Though we be fewe and they many,
Feare not, your quarrel is good, and God will defend you:
Plucke vp your hearts, for this day we shall either haue
A valiant victorie, or a honourable death.
Now my Lords, I wil that my uncle the Duke of Yorke, ... 
Haue the auantgard in the battell.
The Earle of Darby, the Earle of Oxford,
The Earle of Kent, the Earle of Nottingham,
The Earle of Huntington, I wil haue beside the army,
That they may come fresh vpon them.
And I my self with the Duke of Bedford,
The Duke of Clarence and the Duke of Gloster,
Wil be in the midst of the battell.
Furthermore, I wil that my Lord of Willowby,
And the Earle of Northumberland, ... 
With their troupes of horsmen, be continually running like
Wings on both sides of the army:
My Lord of Northumberland on the left wing,
Then I wil, that euery archer prouide him a stake of
A tree, and sharpe it at both endes,
And at the first encounter of the horsemen,
To pitch their stakes downe into the ground before them,
That they may gore themselues vpon them,
And then to recoyle backe, and shoote wholly altogither,
And so discomfit them. ... 
OXFORD: And it please your Maiestie,
I wil take that in charge, if your grace be therwith content.
HEN. With all my heart, my good Lord of Oxford:
And go and prouide quickly.
OXFORD: I thanke your highnesse. [Exit]
HENRY 5: Well my Lords, our battels are ordeined,
And the French making of bonfires, and at their bankets,
But let them looke, for I meane to set vpon them. [The Trumpet soundes.]
Soft, here comes some other French message. [Enters Herauld.]
HERALD: King of England, my Lord high Constable ... 
And other of my Lords, considering the poore estate of thee
And thy poore Countrey men,
Sends me to know what thou wilt giue for thy ransome?
Perhaps thou maist agree better cheape now,
Then when thou art conquered.
HENRY 5: Why then belike your high Constable
Sends to know what I wil giue for my ransome?
Now trust me Herald, not so much as a tun of tennis bals
No, not so much as one poore tennis ball,
Rather shall my bodie lie dead in the field, to feed crowes, ... 
Then euer England shall pay one pennie ransome
For my bodie.
HERALD: A kingly resolution.
HENRY 5: No Herald, tis a kingly resolution,
And the resolution of a king:
Here take this for thy paines. ... [Exit Herald]
But stay my Lords, what time is it?
ALL: Prime my Lord.
HENRY 5: Then is it good time no doubt,
For all England praieth for vs: ... 
What my Lords, me thinks you looke cheerfully vpon me?
Why then with one voice and like true English hearts,
With me throw vp your caps, and for England,
Cry S. George, and God and St. George helpe vs. [Strike Drummer. Exeunt omnes.]
[The French men crie within, S. Dennis, S. Dennis, Mount Joy, S. Dennis.]
[Enters King of England, and his Lords.]
HENRY 5: Come my Lords come, by this time our
Swords are almost drunke with French blood,
But my Lords, which of you can tell me how many of our
Army be slaine in the battell?
OXFORD: And it please your Maiestie,
There are of the French armie slaine, ... 
Aboue ten thousand, twentie sixe hundred
Whereof are Princes and Nobles bearing banners:
Besides, all the Nobilitie of France are taken prisoners.
Of our Maiesties Armie, are slaine none but the good
Duke of Yorke, and not aboue fiue or six and twentie
HENRY 5: For the good Duke of Yorke, my unckle,
I am heartily sorie, and greatly lament his misfortune,
Yet the honourable victorie which the Lord hath giuen vs,
Doth make me much reioyce. But staie, ... 
Here comes another French message. [Sound Trumpet. Enters a Herald, kneels.]
HERALD: God saue the life of the most mightie Conqueror,
The honourable king of England.
HENRY 5: Now Herald, me thinks the world is changed
With you now, what I am sure it is a great disgrace for a
Herald to kneele to the king of England,
What is thy message?
HERALD: My Lord and maister, the conquered king of France,
Sends thee long health, with heartie greeting.
HENRY 5: Herald, his greetings are welcome, ... 
But I thanke God for my health:
Well Herald, say on.
HERALD: He hath sent me to desire your Maiestie,
to giue him leaue to go into the field to view his poore
Country men, that they may all be honourably buried.
HENRY 5: Why Herald, doth thy Lord and maister
Send to me to burie the dead?
Let him bury them, a Gods name.
But I pray thee Herald, where is my Lord hie Constable,
And those that would haue had my ransome? ... 
HERALD: And it please your maiestie,
He was slaine in the battell.
HENRY 5: Why you may see, you will make your selues
Sure before the victorie be wonne, but Herald,
What Castle is this so neere adioyning to our Campe?
HERALD: And it please your Maiestie,
Tis cald the Castle of Agincourt.
HENRY 5: Well then my lords of England,
For the more honour of our English men,
I will that this be for euer cald the battell of Agincourt. ... 
HERALD: And it please your Maiestie,
I haue a further message to deliuer to your Maiestie.
HENRY 5: What is that Herald? say on.
HERALD: And it please your Maiestie, my Lord and maister,
Craues to parley with your Maiestie.
HENRY 5: With a good will, so some of my Nobles
View the place for feare of trecherie and treason.
HERALD: Your grace needs not to doubt that. ... [Exit Herald.]
HENRY 5: Well, tell him then, I will come.
Now my lords, I will go into the field my selfe, ... 
To view my Country men, and to haue them honourably
Buried, for the French King shall neuer surpasse me in
Courtesie, whiles I am Harry King of England.
Come on my lords. [Exeunt omnes.]
[Enters John Cobler, and Robbin Pewterer.]
ROBIN: Now, John Cobler,
Didst thou see how the King did behaue himselfe?
J. COBLER: But Robin, didst thou see what a pollicie
The King had, to see how the French men were kild
With the stakes of the trees.
ROBIN: I John, there was a braue pollicie. ... 
[Enters an English souldier, roming.]
SOLDIER: What are you my maisters?
BOTH Why, we be English men.
SOLDIER: Are you English men? then change your language
for all Kings Tents are set a fire,
and all they that speake English will be kild.
J. COBLER: What shall we do Robin? faith ile shift,
For I can speake broken French.
ROBIN: Faith so can I, lets heare how thou canst speak?
J. COBLER: Commodeuales Monsieur.
ROBIN: Thats well, come lets be gone. ... 
[Drum and Trumpet sounds.]
[Enter Dericke roming, After him a Frenchman, and takes him prisoner.]
DERICKE: O good Mounser.
FRENCHMAN: Come, come you villeaco.
DERICKE: O I will sir, I will.
FRENCHMAN: Come quickly you pesant.
DERICKE: I will sir, what shall I giue you?
FRENCHMAN: Marry thou shalt giue me,
One, to, tre, foure, hundred Crownes.
DERICKE: Nay sir, I will giue you more,
I will giue you as many crowns as wil lie on your sword.
FRENCHMAN: Wilt thou giue me as many crowns ... 
As lie on my sword?
DERICKE: I marrie will I, I but you must lay downe your
Sword, or else they will not lie on your sword.
[Here the Frenchman laies downe his sword, and the clowne takes it vp,
and hurles him downe.]
DERICKE: Thou villaine, darest thou looke vp?
FRENCHMAN: O good Mounsier comparteue.
Monsieur pardon me.
DERICKE: O you villaine, now you lie at my mercie,
Doest thou remember since thou lambst me in thy short el?
O villaine, now I will strike off thy head.
[Here whiles he turnes his backe, the French man runnes his wayes.]
What is he gone, masse I am glad of it, ... 
For if he had staid, I was afraid he wold haue sturd again,
And then I should haue been spilt,
But I will away, to kill more Frenchmen.
[Enters King of France, King of England, and attendants.]
HENRY 5: Now my good brother of France,
My comming into this land was not to shead blood,
But for the right of my Countrey, which if you can deny,
I am content peaceably to leaue my siege,
And to depart out of your land.
CHARLES: What is it you demand,
My louing brother of England? ... 
HENRY 5: My Secretary hath it written; read it.
SECRETARY: Item, that immediately Henry of England
Be crowned King of France.
CHARLES: A very hard sentence,
My good brother of England.
HENRY 5: No more but right,my good brother of France.
CHARLES: Well, read on.
SECRETARY: Item, that after the death of the said Henry,
The Crowne remaine to him and his heires for euer.
CHARLES: Why then you do not onely meane to ... 
Dispossesse me, but also my sonne.
HENRY 5: Why my good brother of France,
You haue had it long inough:
And as for Prince Dolphin,
It skils not though he sit beside the saddle:
Thus I haue set it downe, and thus it shall be.
CHARLES: You are very peremptorie,
My good brother of England.
HENRY 5: And you as peruerse, my good brother of France.
CHARLES: Why then belike, all that I haue here is yours. ... 
HENRY 5: I euen as far as the kingdom of France reaches.
CHARLES I for by this hote beginning,
We shall scarce bring it to a calme ending.
HENRY 5: It is as you please, here is my resolution.
CHARLES Well my brother of England,
If you will giue me a coppie,
We will meete you againe to morrow.
HENRY 5: With a good will my good brother of France.
Secretary deliuer him a coppie. [Exit King of France and all their attendants.]
My lords of England go before, ... 
And I will follow you. [Exeunt Lords. Henry speakes to himselfe.]
Ah Harry, thrice unhappie Harry,
Hast thou now conquered the French King,
And begins a fresh supply with his daughter,
But with what face canst thou seeke to gaine her loue,
Which hath sought to win her fathers Crowne?
Her fathers Crowne, said I: no it is mine owne:
I, but I loue her, and must craue her,
Nay I loue her and will haue her. [Enters Lady Katheren and her Ladies.]
But here she comes: ... 
How now faire Ladie Katheren of France,
KATHARINE: And it please your Maiestie,
My father sent me to know if you will debate any of these
Unreasonable demands which you require.
HENRY 5: Now trust me Kate,
I commend thy fathers wit greatly in this,
For none in the world could sooner haue made me debate it
If it were possible:
But tell me sweet Kate, canst thou tell how to loue? ... 
KATHARINE: I cannot hate, my good Lord,
Therefore far unfit were it for me to loue.
HENRY 5: Tush Kate, but tell me in plaine termes,
Canst thou loue the King of England?
I cannot do as these Countries do,
That spend halfe their time in woing;
Tush, wench, I am none such,
But wilt thou go ouer to England?
KATHARINE: I would to God, that I had your Maiestie
As fast in loue, as you haue my father in warres, ... 
I would not vouchsafe so much as one looke,
Untill you had related all these unreasonable demands.
HENRY 5: Tush Kate, I know thou wouldst not vse me so
Hardly: But tell me, canst thou loue the king of England?
KATHARINE: How should I loue him, that hath dealt so hardly
With my father.
HENRY 5: But Ile deale as easily with thee
As thy heart can imagine, or tongue can require.
How saist thou, what will it be?
KATHARINE: If I were of my owne direction, ... 
I could giue you answere:
But seeing I stand at my fathers direction,
I must first know his will.
HENRY 5: But shal I haue thy good wil in the mean season?
KATHARINE: Whereas I can put your grace in no assurance,
I would be loth to put you in any dispaire.
HENRY 5: Now before God, it is a sweete wench.
[She goes aside, and speakes as followeth.]
KATHARINE:. I may thinke my selfe the happiest in the world,
That is beloued of the mightie King of England.
HENRY 5: Well, Kate, are you at hoast with me? ... 
Sweete Kate, tel thy father from me,
That none in the world could sooner haue perswaded me to
If then thou, and so tel thy father from me.
KATHARINE:. God keepe your Maiestie in good health. ... [Exit Kat.]
HENRY 5: Farwel sweete Kate. In faith, it is a sweet wench,
But if I knew I could not haue her fathers good wil,
I would so rowse the Towers ouer his eares,
That I would make him be glad to bring her me,
Upon his hands and knees. ... [Exit King]
[Enters Dericke, with his girdle full of shooes.]
DERICKE: How now? Sownes it did me good to see how ... 
I did triumph ouer the French men.
[Enter John Cobler rouing, with a packe full of apparell.]
J. COBLER: Whoope Dericke, how doest thou?
DERICKE: What John, Comedeuales, aliue yet.
J. COBLER: I promise thee Dericke, I scapte hardly,
For I was within halfe a mile when one was kild.
DERICKE: Were you so?
J. COBLER: I trust me, I had like bene slaine.
DERICKE: But once kild, why it is nothing,
I was foure or fiue times slaine.
J. COBLER: Foure or fiue times slaine? ... 
Why, how couldst thou haue been aliue now?
DERICKE: O John, neuer say so,
For I was cald the bloodie souldier amongst them all.
J. COBLER: Why, what didst thou?
DERICKE: Why, I will tell thee, John,
Euery day when I went into the field,
I would take a straw and thrust it into my nose.
And make my nose bleed, and then I wold go into the field,
And when the Captaine saw me, he would say,
Peace! a bloodie souldier, and bid me stand aside, ... 
Whereof I was glad:
But marke the chance, John.
I went and stood behinde a tree, but marke then John.
I thought I had beene safe, but on a sodaine,
There steps to me a lustie tall French man,
Now he drew, and I drew,
Now I lay here, and he lay there,
Now I set this leg before, and turned this backward,
And skipped quite ouer a hedge,
And he saw me no more there that day, ... 
And was not this well done John?
J. COBLER: Masse Dericke, thou hast a wittie head.
DERICKE: I John, thou maist see, if thou hadst taken my counsel,
But what hast thou there?
I thinke thou hast bene robbing the French men.
J. COBLER: I' faith Dericke, I haue gotten some reparrell
To carry home to my wife.
DERICKE: And I haue got some shooes,
~~~ For Ile tel thee what I did, when they were dead,
I would go take off all their shooes. ... 
J. COBLER: I but Dericke, how shall we get home?
DERICKE: Nay sownds, and they take thee,
They will hang thee.
O John, neuer do so: if it be thy fortune to be hangd,
Be hangd in thy owne language whatsoeuer thou doest.
J. COBLER: Why Dericke the warres is done,
We may go home now.
DERICKE: I but you may not go before you aske the king leaue,
But I know a way to go home, and aske the king no leaue.
J. COBLER: How is that, Dericke? ... 
DERICKE: Why John, thou knowest the Duke of Yorkes
Funerall must be carried into England, doest thou not?
J. COBLER: I that I do.
DERICKE: Why then thou knowest weele go with it.
J. COBLER: I but Dericke, how shall we do for to meet them?
DERICKE: Sownds if I make not shift to meet them, hang me.
Sirra, thou knowst that in euery Towne there wil
Be ringing, and there wil be cakes and drinke,
Now I wil go to the Clarke and Sexton
And keepe a talking, and say, O this fellow rings well, ... 
And thou shalt go and take a peece of cake, then Ile ring,
And thou shalt say, Oh this fellow keepes a good stint,
And then I will go drinke to thee all the way:
But I maruel what my dame wil say when we come home,
Because we haue not a French word to cast at a Dog
By the way?
J. COBLER: Why, what shall we do Dericke?
DERICKE: Why John, Ile go before and call my dame whore,
And thou shalt come after and set fire on the house,
We may do it John, for Ile proue it, ... 
Because we be souldiers.
[The Trumpets sound.]
J. COBLER: Dericke helpe me to carry my shooes and bootes. [Exeunt.]
[Enters King of England, Lord of Oxford and Exeter, then the King of France,
Prince Dolphin, and the Duke of Burgondie, and attendants.]
HENRY 5: Now my good brother of France,
I hope by this time you haue deliberated of your answere?
CHARLES: I my welbeloued brother of England,
We haue viewed it ouer with our learned Councell,
But cannot finde that you should be crowned
King of France.
HENRY 5: What, not King of France? then nothing.
I must be King: but my louing brother of France, ... 
I can hardly forget the late iniuries offered me,
When I came last to parley,
The French men had better a raked
The bowels out of their fathers carkasses,
Then to haue fiered my Tentes,
And if I knew thy sonne Prince Dolphin for one,
I would so rowse him, as he was neuer so rowsed.
CHARLES: I dare sweare for my sonnes innocencie
In this matter.
But if this please you, that immediately you be ... 
Proclaimed and crowned heire and Regent of France,
Not King, because I my selfe was once crowned King.
HENRY 5: Heire and Regent of France, that is well,
But that is not all that I must haue.
CHARLES: The rest my secretary hath in writing.
SECRETARY: Item, that Henry, King of England,
Be Crowned heire and Regent of France,
During the life of King Charles, and after his death,
The Crowne with all rights, to remaine to King Henry
Of England, and to his heires for euer. ... 
HENRY 5: Well my good brother of France,
There is one thing I must needs desire.
CHARLES: What is that my good brother of England?
HENRY 5: That all your Nobles must be sworne to be true to me.
CHARLES: Whereas they haue not stucke with greater
Matters, I know they wil not sticke with such a trifle.
Begin you my Lord Duke of Burgondie.
HENRY 5: Come my Lord of Burgondie,
Take your oath vpon my sword. ... 
BURGUNDY: I Philip Duke of Burgondie,
Sweare to Henry King of England,
To be true to him, and to become his league-man,
And that if I Philip, heare of any forraigne power
Comming to inuade the said Henry or his heires,
Then I the said Philip to send him word,
And aide him with all the power I can make,
And thereunto I take my oath. [He kisseth the sword.]
HENRY 5: Come Prince Dolphin, you must sweare too. [He kisseth the sword.]
Well my brother of France, ... 
There is one thing more I must needs require of you.
CHARLES: Wherein is it that we may satisfie your Maiestie?
HENRY 5: A trifle my good brother of France.
I meane to make your daughter Queene of England,
If she be willing, and you therewith content:
How saist thou Kate, canst thou loue the King of England?
KATHARINE: How should I loue thee, which is my fathers enemy?
HENRY 5: Tut, stand not vpon these points,
Tis you must make vs friends:
I know Kate, thou are not a litle proud that I loue thee: ... 
What, wench, the King of England?
CHARLES: Daughter, let nothing stand betwixt the
King of England and thee, agree to it.
KATHARINE: I had best whilst he is willing,
Least when I would, he will not:
I rest at your Maiesties commaund.
HENRY 5: Welcome sweet Kate, but my brother of France,
What say you to it?
CHARLES: With al my heart I like it,
But when shall be your wedding day? ... 
HENRY 5: The first Sunday of the next moneth,
[Sound Trumpets.Exeunt omnes.]
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