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Commend me to the princes in our camp ;
[Exeunt Gloster and BEDFORD. Erp. Shall I attend your grace? K. Hen.
No, my good knight; Go with my brothers to my lords of England: I and my bosom must debate a while, And then I would no other company. Erp. The Lord in heaven bless thee, noble Harry!
[Exit ERPINGHAM. K. Hen. Worthy old heart! thou speakest cheer
Pist. Qui va là?
Pist. Discuss unto me; Art thou officer ;
K. Hen. I am a gentleman of a company.
Pist. The king's a bawcock, and a heart of gold,
K. Hen. Harry le Roy.
Pist. Tell him, I'll knock his leek about his pate, Upon Saint Davy's day.
K. Hen. Do not you wear your dagger in your cap
that day, lest he knock that about yours.
(Erit. K. Hen. It sorts well with
Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER, severally. Gow. Captain Fluellen!
Flu. So! speak lower. It is the greatest admiration in the universal 'orld, when the true and auncient prerogatifes and laws of the wars is not kept: if
you would take the pains but to examine the wars of Pompey the Great, you shall find, I warrant you, that there is no tiddle taddle, or pibble pabble, in Pompey's camp; I warrant you, you shall find the ceremonies of the wars, and the cares of it, and the forms of it, and the sobriety of it, and the modesty of it, to be other wise.
Gow. Why, the enemy is loud; you heard him all night.
Flu. 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?
Gow. I will speak lower.
will, [Exeunt Gower and FLUELLEN. K. Hen. Though it appear a little out of fashion, There is much care and valour in this Welshman.
Enter Bates, Court, and WILLIAMS. Court. 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.
Will. We see yonder the beginning of the day, but, I think, we shall never see the end of it. Who goes there?
K. Hen. A friend.
Will. A good old commander, and a most kind gentleman: I pray you, what thinks he of our estate?
K. Hen. Even as men wrecked upon a sand, that look to be washed off the next tide.
Bates. He hath not told his thought to the king ?
K. Hen. No; nor it is not meet he should. For, though I speak it to you, I think, the king is but a man, as I am: the violet smells to him, as it doth to me; the element shows to him, as it doth to me; all his senses have but human conditions : his ceremonies laid by, he appears but a man; and though his affections are higher mounted than ours, yet, when they stoop, they stoop with the like wing ; therefore when he sees reason of fears, as we do, his fears, out of doubt, be of the same relish as ours are: Yet, in reason, no man should possess him with any appearance of fear, lest he, by showing it, should dishearten his army.
Bates. 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 him, at all adventures, so we were quit here.
K. Hen. By my troth, I will speak my conscience of the king ; I think, he would not wish himself any where but where he is.
Bates. Then, would he were here alone; so should he be sure to be ransomed, and a many poor men's lives saved.
K. Hen. 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 any where so contented, as in the king's company; his cause being just, and his quarrel honourable.
Will. That's more than we know.
Bates. Ay, or more than we should seek after for we know enough, if we know we are the king's subjects; if his cause be wrong, our obedience to the king wipes the crime of it out of us.
Will. But, if the cause be not good, the king himself hath a heavy reckoning to make; when all those legs, and arms, and heads, chopped off in a battle, shall join together 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 afeard there are few die well, that die in battle ; for how can they charitably dispose of any thing, 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. Hen. 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 his father that sent him or if a servant, under his master's comm
nmand, transporting a sum of money, be assailed by robbers, and die in many irreconciled iniquities, you may call the business of the master the author of the servant's damnation :- But this is not so: the king is not bound to answer the particular endings of his soldiers, the father of his son, nor the master of his servant ; for they purpose not their death, when they purpose their services. Besides, there is no king, be his cause never so spotless, if it come to the arbitrement of swords, can try it out with all
9 The last day, the day of judgment. · Suddenly.
unspotted soldiers. Some, peradventure, have on them the guilt of premeditated and contrived murder; some, of beguiling virgins with the broken seals of perjury; some, making the wars their bulwark, that have before gored the gentle bosom of peace with pillage and robbery. Now, if these men have defeated the law, and outrun native punishment', though they can outstrip men, they have no wings to fly from God: war is his vengeance; so that here men are punished, for before-breach of the king's laws, in now thc king's quarrel : where they feared the death, they have borne life away; and where they would be safe, they perish: Then if they die unprovided, no more is the king guilty of their damnation, than he was before guilty of those impieties for the which they are now visited. Every subject's duty is the king's; but every subject's soul is his own. Therefore should every soldier in the wars do as every sick man in his bed, wash
every mote out of his conscience: and dying so, death is to him advantage; or not dying, the time was blessedly lost, wherein such preparation was gained: and, in him that escapes, it were not sin to think, that making God so free an offer, he let him outlive that day to see his greatness, and to teach others how they should prepare.
Will. 'Tis certain, every man that dies ill, the ill is
upon his own head, the king is not to answer for it.
Bates. I do not desire he should answer for me; and yet I determine to fight lustily for him.
K. Hen. I myself heard the king say, he would not be ransomed.
Will. Ay, he said so, to make us fight cheerfully : but, when our throats are cut, he may be ransomed, and we ne'er the wiser.
K. Hen. If I live to see it, I will never trust his word after.
2 i.e. Punishment in their native country.