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he sits on； nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this
world… No； not all these； thrice gorgeous ceremony； Not all these； laid in
bed majestical； Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave Who； with a
body fill'd and vacant mind； Gets him to rest； cramm'd with distressful
bread； Never sees horrid night； the child of hell； But； like a lackey； from
the rise to set Sweats in the eye of Pheebus； and all night Sleeps in
Elysium； next day； after dawn； Doth rise and help Hyperion to his horse；
And follows so the ever…running year With profitable labour； to his grave。
And but for ceremony； such a wretch； Winding up days with toil and
nights with sleep； Had the fore…hand and vantage of a king。 The slave； a
member of the country's peace； Enjoys it； but in gross brain little wots
What watch the king keeps to maintain the peace Whose hours the peasant
best advantages。
Enter ERPINGHAM
ERPINGHAM。 My lord； your nobles； jealous of your absence； Seek
through your camp to find you。 KING。 Good old knight； Collect them all
together at my tent： I'll be before thee。 ERPINGHAM。 I shall do't； my lord。
Exit KING。 O God of battles； steel my soldiers' hearts； Possess them not
with fear！ Take from them now The sense of reck'ning； if th' opposed
numbers Pluck their hearts from them！ Not to…day； O Lord； O； not to…day；
think not upon the fault My father made in compassing the crown！ I
Richard's body have interred new； And on it have bestowed more contrite
tears Than from it issued forced drops of blood； Five hundred poor I have
in yearly pay； Who twice a day their wither'd hands hold up Toward
heaven； to pardon blood； and I have built Two chantries； where the sad and
solemn priests Sing still for Richard's soul。 More will I do； Though all that
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I can do is nothing worth； Since that my penitence comes after all；
Imploring pardon。
Enter GLOUCESTER
GLOUCESTER。 My liege！ KING HENRY。 My brother Gloucester's
voice？ Ay； I know thy errand； I will go with thee； The day； my friends； and
all things； stay for me。 Exeunt
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SCENE II。 The French camp
Enter the DAUPHIN； ORLEANS； RAMBURES； and others
ORLEANS。 The sun doth gild our armour； up； my lords！ DAUPHIN。
Montez a cheval！ My horse！ Varlet； laquais！ Ha！ ORLEANS。 O brave
spirit！ DAUPHIN。 Via！ Les eaux et la terre… ORLEANS。 Rien puis？ L'air
et le feu。 DAUPHIN。 Ciel！ cousin Orleans。
Enter CONSTABLE
Now； my Lord Constable！ CONSTABLE。 Hark how our steeds for
present service neigh！ DAUPHIN。 Mount them； and make incision in their
hides； That their hot blood may spin in English eyes； And dout them with
superfluous courage； ha！ RAMBURES。 What； will you have them weep
our horses' blood？ How shall we then behold their natural tears？ Enter a
MESSENGER
MESSENGER。 The English are embattl'd； you French peers。
CONSTABLE。 To horse； you gallant Princes！ straight to horse！ Do but
behold yon poor and starved band； And your fair show shall suck away
their souls； Leaving them but the shales and husks of men。 There is not
work enough for all our hands； Scarce blood enough in all their sickly
veins To give each naked curtle…axe a stain That our French gallants shall
to…day draw out； And sheathe for lack of sport。 Let us but blow on them；
The vapour of our valour will o'erturn them。 'Tis positive 'gainst all
exceptions； lords； That our superfluous lackeys and our peasants… Who in
unnecessary action swarm About our squares of battle… were enow To
purge this field of； such a hilding foe； Though we upon this mountain's
basis by Took stand for idle speculation… But that our honours must not。
What's to say？ A very little little let us do； And all is done。 Then let the
trumpets sound The tucket sonance and the note to mount； For our
approach shall so much dare the field That England shall couch down in
fear and yield。
Enter GRANDPRE
GRANDPRE。 Why do you stay so long； my lords of France？ Yond
island carrions； desperate of their bones； Ill…favouredly become the
morning field； Their ragged curtains poorly are let loose； And our air
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shakes them passing scornfully； Big Mars seems bankrupt in their
beggar'd host； And faintly through a rusty beaver peeps。 The horsemen sit
like fixed candlesticks With torch…staves in their hand； and their poor jades
Lob down their heads； dropping the hides and hips； The gum down…roping
from their pale…dead eyes； And in their pale dull mouths the gimmal'd bit
Lies foul with chaw'd grass； still and motionless； And their executors； the
knavish crows； Fly o'er them； all impatient for their hour。 Description
cannot suit itself in words To demonstrate the life of such a battle In life so
lifeless as it shows itself。 CONSTABLE。 They have said their prayers and
they stay for death。 DAUPHIN。 Shall we go send them dinners and fresh
suits； And give their fasting horses provender； And after fight with them？
CONSTABLE。 I stay but for my guidon。 To the field！ I will the banner
from a trumpet take； And use it for my haste。 Come； come； away！ The sun
is high； and we outwear the day。 Exeunt
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SCENE III。 The English camp
Enter GLOUCESTER； BEDFORD； EXETER； ERPINGHAM； with all
his host； SALISBURY and WESTMORELAND
GLOUCESTER。 Where is the King？ BEDFORD。 The King himself
is rode to view their battle。 WESTMORELAND。 Of fighting men they
have full three…score thousand。 EXETER。 There's five to one； besides；
they all are fresh。 SALISBURY。 God's arm strike with us！ 'tis a fearful
odds。 God bye you； Princes all； I'll to my charge。 If we no more meet till
we meet in heaven； Then joyfully； my noble Lord of Bedford； My dear
Lord Gloucester； and my good Lord Exeter； And my kind kinsman…
warriors all； adieu！ BEDFORD。 Farewell； good Salisbury； and good luck
go with thee！ EXETER。 Farewell； kind lord。 Fight valiantly to…day； And
yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it； For thou art fram'd of the firm truth
of valour。 Exit SALISBURY BEDFORD。 He is as full of valour as of
kindness； Princely in both。
Enter the KING
WESTMORELAND。 O that we now had here But one ten thousand
of those men in England That do no work to…day！ KING。 What's he that
wishes so？ My cousin Westmoreland？ No； my fair cousin； If we are
mark'd to die； we are enow To do our country loss； and if to live； The
fewer men； the greater share of honour。 God's will！ I pray thee； wish not
one man more。 By Jove； I am not covetous for gold； Nor care I who doth
feed upon my cost； It yearns me not if men my garments wear； Such
outward things dwell not in my desires。 But if it be a sin to covet honour； I
am the most offending soul alive。 No； faith； my coz； wish not a man from
England。 God's peace！ I would not lose so great an honour As one man
more methinks would share from me For the best hope I have。 O； do not
wish one more！ Rather proclaim it； Westmoreland； through my host； That
he which hath no stomach to this fight； Let him depart； his passport shall
be made； And crowns for convoy put into his purse； We would not die in
that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us。 This day is
call'd the feast of Crispian。 He that outlives this day； and comes safe home；
Will stand a tip…toe when this day is nam'd； And rouse him at the name of
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Crispian。 He that shall live this day； and see old age； Will yearly on the
vigil feast his neighbours； And say 'To…morrow is Saint C