in the night Promised me to weare it in his hat I promised to strike him if he did I met that Gentleman with my gloue in his hat And I thinke I haue bene as good as my word Flew Your Maiestie heares vnder your Maiesties Manhood what a beggerly lowsie knaue it is Kin. Let me see thy gloue Looke you This is the fellow of it It was I indeed you promised to strike And thou thou hast giuen me most bitter words How canst thou make vs amends Flew Let his necke answere it If there be any marshals lawe in the worell Soul My Liege all offences come from the heart Neuer came any from mine to offend your Maiestie You appeard to me as a common man Witnesse the night your garments your lowlinesse And whatsoeuer you receiued vnder that habit I beseech your Maiestie impute it to your owne fault And not mine For your selfe came not like your selfe Had you bene as you seemed I had made no offence Therefore I beseech your grace to pardon me Kin. Vnckle fill the gloue with crownes And giue it to the souldier Weare it fellow As an honour in thy cap till I do challenge it Giue him the crownes Come Captaine Flewellen I must needs haue you friends Flew By Iesus the fellow hath mettall enough In his belly Harke you souldier there is a shilling for you And keep your selfe out of brawles brables dissentiōs And looke you it shall be the better for you Soul I le none of your money sir not I. Flew Why t is a good shilling man Why should you be queamish Your shoes are not so good It will serue you to mend your shoes Kin. What men of sort are taken vnckle Exe. Charles Duke of Orleance Nephew to the King Iohn Duke of Burbon and Lord Bowchquall Of other Lords and Barrons Knights and Squiers Full fifteene hundred besides common men This note doth tell me often thousand French that in the field lyes slaine Of Nobles bearing banners in the field Charles de le Brute hie Constable of France Iaques of Chattillian Admirall of France The Maister of the crosbows Iohn Duke Alōson Lord Ranbieres hie Maister of France The braue sir Gwigzard Dolphin Of Nobelle Charillas Gran Prie and Rosse Fawconbridge and Foy. Gerard and Verton Vandemant and Lestra Here was a royall fellowship of death Where is the number of our English dead Edward the Duke of Yorke the Earle of Suffolke Sir Richard Ketly Dauy Gam Esquier And of all other but fiue and twentie O God thy arme was here And vnto thee alone ascribe we praise When without strategem And in euen shock of battle was euer heard So great and litle losse on one part and an other Take it God for it is onely thine Exe. T is wonderfull King Come let vs go on procession through the camp Let it be death proclaimed to any man To boast hereof or take the praise from God Which is his due Flew Is it lawful and it please your Maiestie To tell how many is kild King Yes Flewellen but with this acknowledgement That God fought for vs. Flew Yes in my conscience he did vs great good King Let there be sung Nououes and te Deum The dead with charitie enterred in clay Wee le then to Calice and to England then Where nere from France arriude more happier men Exit omnes Enter Gower and Flewellen Gower But why do you weare your Leeke to day Saint Dauies day is past Flew There is occasion Captaine Gower Looke you why and wherefore The other day looke you Pistolles Which you know is a man of no merites In the worell is come where I was the other day And brings bread and sault and bids me Eate my Leeke t was in a place looke you Where I could moue no discentions But if I can see him I shall tell him A litle of my desires Gow Here a comes swelling like a Turkecocke Enter Pistoll Flew T is no matter for his swelling and his turkecocks God plesse you Antient Pistoll you scall Beggerly lowsie knaue God plesse you Pist. Ha art thou bedlem Dost thou thurst base Troyan To haue me folde vp Parcas fatall web Hence I am qualmish at the smell of Leeke Flew Antient Pistoll I would desire you because It doth not agree with your stomacke and your appetite And your digestions to eate this Leeke Pist. Not for Cadwalleder and all his goates Flew There is one goate for you Antient Pistol He strikes him Pist. Bace Troyan thou shall dye Flew I I know I shall dye meane time I would Desire you to liue and eate this Leeke Gower Inough Captaine you haue astonisht him Flew Astonisht him by Iesu I le beate his head Foure dayes and foure nights but I le Make him eate some part of my Leeke Pist. Well must I byte Flew I out of question or doubt or ambiguities You must byte Pist. Good good Flew I Leekes are good Antient Pistoll There is a shilling for you to heale your bloody coxkome Pist. Me a shilling Flew If you will not take it I haue an other Leeke for you Pist. I take thy shilling in earnest of reconing Flew If I owe you any thing I le pay you in cudgels You shal be a woodmonger And by cudgels God bwy you Antient Pistoll God blesse you And heale your broken pate Antient Pistoll if you see Leekes an other time Mocke at them that is all God bwy you Exit Flewellen Pist. All hell shall stir for this Doth Fortune play the huswye with me now Is honour cudgeld from my warlike lines Well France farwell newes haue I certainly That Doll is sicke One mally die of France The warres affordeth nought home will I trug Bawd will I turne and vse the slyte of hand To England will I steale And there I le steale And patches will I get vnto these skarres And sweare I gat them in the Gallia warres Exit Pistoll Enter at one doore the King of England and his Lords And at the other doore the King of France Queene Katherine the Duke of Burbon and others Harry Peace to this meeting wherefore we are met And to our brother France Faire time of day Faire health vnto our louely cousen Katherine And as a branch and member of this stock We do salute you Duke of Burgondie Fran. Brother of England right ioyous are we to behold Your face so are we Princes English euery one Duk. With pardon vnto both your mightines Let it not displease you if I demaund What rub or bar hath thus far hindred you To keepe you from the gentle speech of peace Har. If Duke of Burgondy you wold haue peace You must buy that peace According as we haue drawne our articles Fran. We haue but with a cursenary eye Oreviewd them pleaseth your Grace To let some of your Counsell sit with vs We shall returne our peremptory answere Har. Go Lords and sit with them And bring vs answere backe Yet leaue our cousen
THE CRONICLE History of Henry the fift With his battell fought at Agin Court in France Togither with Auntient Pistoll As it hath bene sundry times playd by the Right honorable the Lord Chamberlaine his seruants VERITAS VIRESCIT VULNERE TC LONDON Printed by Thomas Creede for Tho. Millington and Iohn Busby And are to be sold at his house in Carter Lane next the Powle head 1600. The Chronicle Historie of Henry the fift with his battel fought at Agin Court in France Togither with Auncient Pistoll Enter King Henry Exeter 2. Bishops Clarence and other Attendants Exeter SHall I call in Thambassadors my Liege King Not yet my Cousin til we be resolude Of some serious matters touching vs and France Bi. God and his Angels guard your sacred throne And make you long become it King Shure we thank you And good my Lord proceed Why the Lawe Salicke which they haue in France Or should or should not stop vs in our clayme And God forbid my wise and learned Lord That you should fashion frame or wrest the same For God doth know how many now in health Shall drop their blood in approbation Of what your reuerence shall incite vs too Therefore take heed how you impawne our person How you awake the sleeping sword of warre We charge you in the name of God take heed After this coniuration speake my Lord And we will iudge note and beleeue in heart That what you speake is washt as pure As sin in baptisme Then heare me gracious soueraigne and you peeres Which owe your liues your faith and seruices To this imperiall throne There is no bar to stay your highnesse claime to France But one which they produce from Faramount No female shall succeed in salicke land Which salicke land the French vniustly gloze To be the realme of France And Faramont the founder of this law and female barre Yet their owne writers faithfully affirme That the land salicke lyes in Germany Betweene the flouds of Sabeck and of Elme Where Charles the fift hauing subdude the Saxons There left behind and setled certaine French Who holding in disdaine the Germaine women For some dishonest maners of their liues Establisht there this lawe To wit No female shall succeed in salicke land Which salicke land as I said before Is at this time in Germany called Mesene Thus doth it well appeare the salicke lawe Was not deuised for the realme of France Nor did the French possesse the salicke land Vntill 400. one and twentie yeares After the function of king Faramount Godly supposed the founder of this lawe Hugh Capet also that vsurpt the crowne To fine his title with some showe of truth When in pure truth it was corrupt and naught Conuaid himselfe as heire to the Lady Inger Daughter to Charles the foresaid Duke of Lorain So that as cleare as is the sommers Sun King Pippins title and Hugh Capets claime King Charles his satisfaction all appeare To hold in right and title of the female So do the Lords of France vntil this day Howbeit they would hold vp this salick lawe To bar your highnesse claiming from the female And rather choose to hide them in a net Then amply to imbrace their crooked causes Vsurpt from you and your progenitors K. May we with right conscience make this claime Bi. The sin vpon my head dread soueraigne For in the booke of Numbers is it writ When the sonne dies let the inheritance Descend vnto the daughter Noble Lord stand for your owne Vnwinde your bloody flagge Go my dread Lord to your great graunsirs graue From whom you clayme And your great Vncle Edward the blacke Prince Who on the French ground playd a Tragedy Making defeat on the full power of France Whilest his most mighty father on a hill Stood smiling to behold his Lyons whelpe Foraging blood of French Nobilitie O Noble English that could entertaine With halfe their Forces the full power of France And let an other halfe stand laughing by All out of worke and cold for action King We must not onely arme vs against the French But lay downe our proportion for the Scot Who will make rode vpon vs with all aduantages Bi. The Marches gracious soueraigne shal be sufficient To guard your England from the pilfering borderers King We do not meane the coursing sneakers onely But feare the mayne entendement of the Scot For you shall read neuer my great grandfather Vnmaskt his power for France But that the Scot on his vnfurnisht Kingdome Came pouring like the Tide into a breach That England being empty of defences Hath shooke and trembled at the brute hereof Bi. She hath bin then more feared then hurt my Lord For heare her but examplified by her selfe When all her chiualry hath bene in France And she a mourning widow of her Nobles She hath her selfe not only well defended But taken and impounded as a stray the king of Scots Whom like a caytiffe she did leade to France Filling your Chronicles as rich with praise As is the owse and bottome of the sea With sunken wrack and shiplesse treasurie Lord. There is a saying very old and true If you will France win Then with Scotland first begin For once the Eagle England being in pray To his vnfurnish nest the weazel Scot Would suck her egs playing the mouse in absence of the cat To spoyle and hauock more then she can eat Exe. It followes then the cat must stay at home Yet that is but a curst necessitie Since we haue trappes to catch the petty theeues Whilste that the armed hand doth fight abroad The aduised head controlles at home For gouernment though high or lowe being put into parts Congrueth with a mutuall consent like musicke Bi. True therefore doth heauen diuide the fate of man in diuers functions Whereto is added as an ayme or but obedience For so liue the honey Bees creatures that by awe Ordaine an act of order to a peopeld Kingdome They haue a King and officers of sort Where some like Magistrates correct at home Others like Marchants venture trade abroad Others like souldiers armed in their stings Make boote vpon the sommers veluet bud Which pillage they with mery march bring home To the tent royall of their Emperour Who busied in his maiestie behold The singing masons building roofes of gold The ciuell citizens lading vp the honey The sad eyde Iustice with his surly humme Deliuering vp to executors pale the lazy caning Drone This I infer that 20. actions once a foote May all end in one moment As many Arrowes losed seuerall wayes flye to one marke As many seuerall wayes meete in one towne As many fresh streames run in one selfe sea As many lines close in the dyall center So may a thousand actions once a foote End in one moment and be all well borne without defect Therefore my Liege to France Diuide your happy England into foure Of which take you one quarter into France And you withall shall make all
with the sheetes And talk of floures and smile vpō his fingers ends I knew there was no way but one How now sir Iohn quoth I And he cryed three times God God God Now I to comfort him bad him not think of God I hope there was no such need Then he bad me put more cloathes at his feere And I felt to them and they were as cold as any stone And to his knees and they were as cold as any stone And so vpward and vpward and all was as cold as any stone Nim. They say he cride out on Sack Host. I that he did Boy And of women Host. No that he did not Boy Yes that he did and he sed they were diuels incarnat Host. Indeed carnation was a colour he neuer loued Nim. Well he did cry out on women Host. Indeed he did in some sort handle women But then he was rumaticke and talkt of the whore of Babylon Boy Hostes do you remember he saw a Flea stand Vpon Bardolfes Nose and sed it was a black soule Burning in hell fire Bar. Well God be with him That was all the wealth I got in his seruice Nim. Shall we shog off The king wil be gone from Southampton Pist. Cleare vp thy cristalles Looke to my chattels and my moueables Trust none the word is pitch and pay Mens words are wafer cakes And holdfast is the only dog my deare Therefore cophetua be thy counsellor Touch her soft lips and part Bar. Farewell hostes Nim. I cannot kis and there 's the humor of it But adieu Pist. Keepe fast thy buggle boe Exit omnes Enter King of France Bourbon Dolphin and others King Now you Lords of Orleance Of Bourbon and of Berry You see the King of England is not slack For he is footed on this land alreadie Dolphin My gratious Lord t is meet we all goe foorth And arme vs against the foe And view the weak sickly parts of France But let vs do it with no show of feare No with no more then if we heard England were busied with a Moris dance For my good Lord she is so idely kingd Her scepter so fantastically borne So guided by a shallow humorous youth That feare attends her not Con. O peace Prince Dolphin you deceiue your selfe Question your grace the late Embassador With what regard he heard his Embassage How well supplied with aged Counsellours And how his resolution andswered him You then would say that Harry was not wilde King Well thinke we Harry strong And strongly arme vs to preuent the foe Con. My Lord here is an Embassador From the King of England Kin. Bid him come in You see this chase is hotly followed Lords Dol. My gracious father cut vp this English short Selfe loue my Liege is not so vile a thing As selfe neglecting Enter Exeter King From our brother England Exe. From him and thus he greets your Maiestie He wils you in the name of God Almightie That you deuest your selfe and lay apart That borrowed tytle which by gift of heauen Of lawe of nature and of nations longs To him and to his heires namely the crowne And all wide stretched titles that belongs Vnto the Crowne of France that you may know T is no sinister nor no awkeward claime Pickt from the worm◠holes of old vanisht dayes Nor from the dust of old obliuion rackte He sends you these most memorable lynes In euery branch truly demonstrated Willing you ouerlooke this pedigree And when you finde him euenly deriued From his most famed and famous ancestors Edward the third he bids you then resigne Your crowne and kingdome indirectly held From him the natiue and true challenger King If not what followes Exe. Bloody cōstraint for if you hide the crown Euen in your hearts there will he rake for it Therefore in fierce tempest is he comming In thunder and in earthquake like a Ioue That if requiring faile he will compell it And on your heads turnes he the widowes teares The Orphanes cries the dead mens bones The pining maydens grones For husbands fathers and distressed louers Which shall be swallowed in this controuersie This is his claime his threatning and my message Vnles the Dolphin be in presence here To whom expresly we bring greeting too Dol. For the Dolphin I stand here for him What to heare from England Exe. Scorn defiance slight regard contempt And any thing that may not misbecome The mightie sender doth he prise you at Thus saith my king Vnles your fathers highnesse Sweeten the bitter mocke you sent his Maiestie Hee le call you to so loud an answere for it That caues and wombely vaultes of France Shall chide your trespasse and return your mock In second accent of his ordenance Dol. Say that my father render faire reply It is against my will For I desire nothing so much As oddes with England And for that cause according to his youth I did present him with those Paris balles Exe. Hee le make your Paris Louer shake for it Were it the mistresse Court of mightie Europe And be assured you le finde a difference As we his subiects haue in wonder found Betweene his yonger dayes and these he musters now Now he wayes time euen to the latest graine Which you shall finde in your owne losses If he stay in France King Well for vs you shall returne our answere backe To our brother England Exit omnes Enter Nim Bardolfe Pistoll Boy Nim. Before God here is hote seruice Pist. T is hot indeed blowes go and come Gods vassals drop and die Nim. T is honor and there 's the humor of it Boy Would I were in London Ide giue all my honor for a pot of Ale Pist. And I. If wishes would preuaile I would not stay but thither would I hie Enter Flewellen and beates them in Flew Godes plud vp to the breaches You rascals will you not vp to the breaches Nim. Abate thy rage sweete knight Abate thy rage Boy Well I would I were once from them They would haue me as familiar With mens pockets as their gloues and their Handkerchers they will steale any thing Bardolfe Stole a Lute case carryed it three mile And sold it for three hapence Nim stole a fier shouell I knew by that they meant to carry coales Well if they will not leaue me I meane to leaue them Exit Nim Bardolfe Pistoll and the Boy Enter Gower Gower Gaptain Flewellen you must come strait To the Mine to the Duke of Gloster Fleu. Looke you tell the Duke it is not so good To come to the mines the concuaueties is otherwise You may discusse to the Duke the enemy is digd Himselfe fiue yardes vnder the countermines By Iesus I thinke hee le blowe vp all If there be no better direction Enter the King and his Lords alarum King How yet resolues the Gouernour of the Towne This is the latest parley wee le admit Therefore to our best mercie giue your selues Or like to men proud of