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And yours, the noble sinews of our power,—
Or there we 'll sit,
O'er France, and all her almost kingly dukedoms,
Enter AMBASSADORS OF France.
Now are we well prepared to know the pleasure
Freely to render what we have in charge;
Or shall we sparingly show you far off
The Dauphin's meaning, and our embassy?
K. Hen. We are no tyrant, but a Christian king ; Unto whose grace our passion is as subject,
As are our wretches fetter'd in our prisons :
Therefore, with frank and with uncurbed plainness, Tell us the Dauphin's mind.
Thus then, in few.
2 Not mentioned in the annals of history.
Your highness, lately sending into France,
Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right
Says, that you savor too much of your youth;
And bids you be advised, there's naught in France,
You cannot revel into dukedoms there:
Tennis-balls, my liege. K. Hen. We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us:
Tell him, he hath made a match with such a
That all the courts of France will be disturb'd
With chaces. And we understand him well,
1 An ancient sprightly dance.
2 The hazard is a place in the tennis-court, into which the ball is sometimes struck.'-Steevens.
3A chace, at tennis, is that spot where a ball falls, beyond which the adversary must strike his ball to gain a point or chace.'-Douce.
How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,
Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands; Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;
And some are yet ungotten, and unborn,
That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn.
2 Stone balls were formerly discharged from ordnance.
My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause.
So, get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin, His jest will savor but of shallow wit,
When thousands weep, more than did laugh at it. Convey them with safe conduct.-Fare you well. [Exeunt Ambassadors.
Exe. This was a merry message.
K. Hen. We hope to make the sender blush at it. [descends from his throne. Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour, That may give furtherance to our expedition: For we have now no thought in us but France, Save those to God, that run before our business. Therefore, let our proportions for these wars Be soon collected; and all things thought upon, That may, with reasonable swiftness, add More feathers to our wings; for, God before, We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door. Therefore, let every man now task his thought, That this fair action may on foot be brought.
ACT I I.
Cho. Now all the youth of England are on fire, And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies; Now thrive the armorers, and honor's thought Reigns solely in the breast of every man : They sell the pasture now to buy the horse;
Following the mirror of all Christian kings,
And hides a sword, from hilts unto the point,
O England!-model to thy inward greatness,
What mightst thou do, that honor would thee do, Were all thy children kind and natural!
But see thy fault! France1 hath in thee found out A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills
With treacherous crowns; and three corrupted
One, Richard earl of Cambridge; and the second,
1 i. e. the king of France.