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1

Henry V
[I, 2]

First Ambassador

385

May't please your majesty to give us leave
Freely to render what we have in charge;
Or shall we sparingly show you far off
The Dauphin's meaning and our embassy?

2

Henry V
[III, 6]

Fluellen

1554

Ay, so please your majesty. The Duke of Exeter has
very gallantly maintained the pridge: the French is
gone off, look you; and there is gallant and most
prave passages; marry, th' athversary was have
possession of the pridge; but he is enforced to
retire, and the Duke of Exeter is master of the
pridge: I can tell your majesty, the duke is a
prave man.

3

Henry V
[IV, 3]

Henry V

2328

I pray thee, bear my former answer back:
Bid them achieve me and then sell my bones.
Good God! why should they mock poor fellows thus?
The man that once did sell the lion's skin
While the beast lived, was killed with hunting him.
A many of our bodies shall no doubt
Find native graves; upon the which, I trust,
Shall witness live in brass of this day's work:
And those that leave their valiant bones in France,
Dying like men, though buried in your dunghills,
They shall be famed; for there the sun shall greet them,
And draw their honours reeking up to heaven;
Leaving their earthly parts to choke your clime,
The smell whereof shall breed a plague in France.
Mark then abounding valour in our English,
That being dead, like to the bullet's grazing,
Break out into a second course of mischief,
Killing in relapse of mortality.
Let me speak proudly: tell the constable
We are but warriors for the working-day;
Our gayness and our gilt are all besmirch'd
With rainy marching in the painful field;
There's not a piece of feather in our host—
Good argument, I hope, we will not fly—
And time hath worn us into slovenry:
But, by the mass, our hearts are in the trim;
And my poor soldiers tell me, yet ere night
They'll be in fresher robes, or they will pluck
The gay new coats o'er the French soldiers' heads
And turn them out of service. If they do this,—
As, if God please, they shall,—my ransom then
Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy labour;
Come thou no more for ransom, gentle herald:
They shall have none, I swear, but these my joints;
Which if they have as I will leave 'em them,
Shall yield them little, tell the constable.

4

Henry V
[IV, 7]

Fluellen

2614

Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your
majesty, and your great-uncle Edward the Plack
Prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles,
fought a most prave pattle here in France.

5

Henry V
[IV, 7]

Williams

2643

An't please your majesty, 'tis the gage of one that
I should fight withal, if he be alive.

6

Henry V
[IV, 7]

Williams

2646

An't please your majesty, a rascal that swaggered
with me last night; who, if alive and ever dare to
challenge this glove, I have sworn to take him a box
o' th' ear: or if I can see my glove in his cap,
which he swore, as he was a soldier, he would wear
if alive, I will strike it out soundly.

7

Henry V
[IV, 7]

Fluellen

2654

He is a craven and a villain else, an't please your
majesty, in my conscience.

8

Henry V
[IV, 7]

Fluellen

2680

Your grace doo's me as great honours as can be
desired in the hearts of his subjects: I would fain
see the man, that has but two legs, that shall find
himself aggrieved at this glove; that is all; but I
would fain see it once, an please God of his grace
that I might see.

9

Henry V
[IV, 7]

Fluellen

2687

He is my dear friend, an please you.

10

Henry V
[IV, 8]

Fluellen

2752

An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it,
if there is any martial law in the world.

11

Henry V
[IV, 8]

Fluellen

2827

Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tell
how many is killed?

12

Henry V
[V, 2]

Katharine

3231

Dat is as it sall please de roi mon pere.

13

Henry V
[V, 2]

Henry V

3232

Nay, it will please him well, Kate it shall please
him, Kate.

14

Henry V
[V, 2]

King of France

3307

So please you.