Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs The morning's danger. Forth, with early care, Walks through his host, and visits every watch, How dread an army hath enrounded him His liberal eye doth give to every one, The first of these promised scenes is the English camp before day-break: king Henry comes in, speaking to his brother Gloster: and at the next moment they meet their other brother: others enter during the scene. [K. Henry.] Gloster, 'tis true that we are in great danger; Would men observingly distil it out; For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers, [Erpingham.] Not so, my liege; this lodging likes me better, Since I can say,—now lodge I like a king. [K. Henry.] God-a-mercy, old heart! thou speakest cheerLend me thy cloak, Sir Thomas.-Brothers both [fully. Commend me to the princes in our camp: Do my good morrow to them; and anon [Erpingham.] Shall I attend your grace? [K. Henry.] No, good Sir Thomas; Go with my brothers to my lords of England: The king muffles himself in the cloak he has borrowed, and, unseen, listens to the discourse of those who pass across the first are Fluellen and Gower; who encounter in the dark: [Gower.] Captain Fluellen! [Fluellen.] Speak lower, or the true and ancient prerogatifs and laws of the wars is not kept. If you would take the pains to examine the wars of Pompey the Great, you shall find, I warrant you, that there is no tiddle-taddle nor pipple-papple in Pompey's camp. [Gower.] Why, the enemy is loud; you have heard him all night. [Fluellen.] If the enemy is an ass, and a fool, and a prating coxcomb, is it meet, think you, that we should also, look you, be an ass, and a fool, and a prating coxcomb; in your own conscience, now? [Gower.] Well, I will speak lower. [Fluellen.] I pray you, and peseech you, that you will. They pass on and Henry says to himself: [K. Henry.] Though it appear a little out of fashion, There is much care and valour in this Welshman. Three soldiers, Bates, Williams, and another, pass across : [Williams.] Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which breaks yonder? [Bates.] I think it be; but we have no great cause to desire the approach of day. [Williams.] Why, no; we see the beginning, but I think we shall never see the end of it.-Who goes there? The king muffles himself more closely, and answers: [K. Henry.] A friend. [Williams.] Under what captain serve you? [K. Henry.] Under Sir Thomas Erpingham. [Williams.] A good old commander, and a most kind gentleman: I pray you, what thinks he of our estate? [K. Henry.] Even as men wrecked upon a sand, that look to be washed off the next tide. [Williams.] He hath not told his thought to the king? [K. Henry.] No; and it is meet he should not; for though I speak it to you, I think the king is but a man, as I am; and therefore, when he sees reason of fears, as we do, his fears, out of all doubt, are of the same relish as ours are. Yet, in reason, no man should possess him with an appearance of fear; lest, by showing it, he should dishearten his army. [Williams.] He may show what outward courage he will; but, I believe, as cold a night as 'tis, he could wish himself in the Thames up to the neck; and so I would he were, and I by the side of him, so we were quit here. [K. Henry.] By my troth, I will speak my mind of the king; I think he would not wish himself any where but where he is. [Williams.] Then would he were here alone! so should he be sure to be ransomed, and many poor men's lives spared. [K. Henry.] I dare say you love him not so ill, to wish him here alone: howsoever, you speak this to feel other men's minds: methinks I could not die anywhere so contented as in the king's company; his cause being just, and his quarrel honourable. [Williams.] That's more than we know. [Bates.] Ay, and more than we should seek to know. We know enough, if we know we are the king's subjects. If his cause is wrong, our obedience to the king wipes the crime of it out of us. [Williams.] But if the cause be not good, the king himself hath a very heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs, and arms, and heads, chopped off in a battle, shall join together again at the latter day, and cry all— We died at such a place; some swearing; some crying for a surgeon; some upon their wives left poor behind them; some upon the debts they owe; some upon their children rawly left. I am afraid there are few die well that die in battle; for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument? Now if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for the king that led them to it, whom to disobey were against all proportion of subjection. [K. Henry.] So, if a son that is by his father sent about merchandise, do sinfully miscarry upon the sea, the imputation of his wickedness, by your rule, should be imposed upon the father that sent him. But this is not so the king is not bound to answer for the particular manner of death of each of his soldiers; nor the father of the son. Every subject's soul is his own : therefore should every soldier in a war do as a sick man in his bed,--wash his conscience; and, dying so, death is an advantage; or, not dying, he is blessed in the preparation made. [Bates.] 'Tis certain, every man that dies ill, the ill is [K. Henry.] Upon the king! let us our lives, our souls, Than they in fearing thee? Be sick, great Greatness, Canst thou, when thou commandst the beggar's knee, I am a king, and find thee: and I know, Sweats in the eye of Phoebus, and all night |