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Enter FLUELLEN. Flu. Got's will and his pleasure, captain, I peseech you now, come apace to
the king: there is more goot toward you, peradventure, than is in your
knowledge to dream of. WILL, Sir, know you this glove?
. Flu. Know the glove? I know, the glove is a glove. WILI. I know this; and thus I challenge it.
[Strikes him. Flo. 'Sblud, an arrant traitor as any 's in the universal 'orld, or in France, or in
villain ! WILL. Do you think I'll be forsworn ? Flu. Stand away, captain Gower; I will give treason his payment into plows,
I warrant you. WILL. I am no traitor. Flo. That's a lie in thy throat.—I charge you in his majesty's name, appre
hend him; he's a friend of the duke Alençon's.
Enter WARWICK and GLOSTER.
WAR. How now, how now! what's the matter?
treason come to light, look you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here is his majesty.
Enter KING HENRY and EXETER. K. HEN. How now! what 's the matter? Flo. My liege, here is a villain, and a traitor, that, look your grace, has struck
the glove which your majesty is take out of the helmet of Alençon. WILL. My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of it: and he that I
gave it to in change promised to wear it in his cap; I promised to strike him, if he did : I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have been
as good as my word. Flo. Your majesty hear now, (saving your majesty's manhood,) what an arrant,
rascally, beggarly, lousy knave it is : I hope your majesty is pear me testimony, and witness, and will avouchment, that this is the glove of Alençon, that your majesty is give me, in
conscience now. K. Hen. Give me thy glove, soldier! Look, here 's the fellow of it.
'T was I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike;
And thou hast given me most bitter terms a. Flu. An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it, if there is any martial
law in the 'orld. K. HEN. How canst thou make me satisfaction ? WILL. All offences, my lord, come from the heart: never came any from mine that might offend your majesty.
· These lines are ordinarily printed as prose.
K. HEN. It was ourself thou didst abuse.
mon man ; witness the night, your garments, your lowliness; and what your highness suffered under that shape, I beseech you, take it for your own fault, and not mine : for had you been as I took you for, I made no offence;
therefore, I beseech your highness, pardon me.
And give it to this fellow.-Keep it, fellow;
And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.
Hold, there is twelve pence for you, and I pray you to serve Got, and keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quarrels, and dissensions, and, I war
rant you, it is the petter for you. Will. I will none of your money. Flo. It is with a goot will; I can tell you it will serve you to mend your
shoes : Come, wherefore should you be so pashful? your shoes is not so goot: 't is a goot silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.
Enter an English Herald. K. HEN. Now, herald; are the dead numbered a? HER. Here is the number of the slaughter'd French.
Delivers a paper.
John duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouciqualt:
Full fifteen hundred, besides common men.
That in the field lie slain: of princes, in this number,
The master of the cross-bows, lord Rambures ;
Now, herald, are the dead on both sides number'd ?"
Great master of France, the brave sir Guischard Dauphin ;
[Herald presents anothor paper.
For it is none but thine a !
T is wonderful !
And be it death proclaimed through our host,
Which is his only.
Let there be sung Non Nobis, and Te Deum ;
• None but thine. So the folio; the quartos, which are followed in modern editions, only thine.
Vouchsafe to those that have not read the story,
• The chorus, like all the other choruses, first appears in the folio.
Where that his lords desire him to have borne