Flu. Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your Majefty, 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.

K. Henry. They did, Fluellen.

Flu. Your Majefty fays very true if your Majesties is remember'd of it, the Weljhmen did good service in a garden where Leeks did grow, wearing Leeks in their Monmouth caps, which your Majefty knows to this hour is an honourable padge of the fervice; and I do believe, your Majefty takes no fcorn to wear the Leek upon St. Tavee's day.

K. Henry. I wear it for a memorable honour:

For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman.

Flu. All the water in Wye cannot wash your Majefty's Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that: God pless and preserve it, as long as it pleases his grace and his majefty too.

K. Henry. Thanks, good my countryman.

Flu. By Jefhu, I am your Majefty's countryman, I care not who know it: I will confefs it to all the orld; I need not to be afhamed of your Majefty, praised be God, fo long as your Majefty is an honeft man.

K. Henry. God keep me fo!

Enter Williams.

Our heralds go with him :

[Exeunt Heralds, with Mountjoy.

Bring me juft notice of the numbers dead

On both our parts.-Call yonder fellow hither.
Exe. Soldier, you must come to the King.

K. Henry. Soldier, why wear'st thou that glove in thy cap?

Wil. And't please your Majefty, 'tis the gage of one that I fhould fight withal, if he be alive.

K. Henry. An Englishman?

Wil. An't please your Majefty, a rafcal that fwagger'd with me last night; who, if alive, and if ever he dare to challenge this glove, I have fworn to take him a box o'th' ear; or if I can fee my glove in his cap, which

he fwore as he was a foldier he would wear, (if alive) I will strike it out foundly.

K. Henry. What think you, captain Fluellen, is it fit this foldier keep his oath?

Flu. He is a craven and a villain elfe, an't please your Majefty, in my conscience.

K. Henry. It may be, his enemy is a gentleman of great fort, quite from the answer of his degree.

Flu. Though he be as good a gentleman as the devil is, as Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is neceffary, look your Grace, that he keep his vow and his oath: if he be perjur'd, fee you now, his reputation is as árrant a villain and a jackfawce, as ever his black shoe trod upon God's ground and his earth, in my confcience law.

K. Henry. Then keep thy vow, firrah, when thou meet'ft the fellow.

Wil. So I will, my Liege, as I live.

K. Henry. Who ferv'ft thou under?
Wil. Under captain Gower, my Liege.

Flu. Gower is a good captain, and is good knowledge and literature in the wars.

K. Henry. Call him hither to me, foldier.
Wil. I will, my Liege.

[Exit.

K. Henry. Here, Fuellen, wear thou this favour for me, and ftick it in thy cap; when Alanfon and my felf were down together, I pluck'd this glove from his helm; if any man challenge this, he is a friend to Alanfon and an enemy to our perfon; if thou encounter any fuch, apprehend him if thou doft love me.

Flu. Your Grace does me as great honours as can be defir'd in the hearts of his fubjects: I would fain fee the man, that has but two legs, that shall find himself agriev'd at this glove; that is all but I would fain fee it once, an please God of his grace that I might fee.

K. Henry. Know't thou, Gower?

Flu. He is my dear friend, an please you.

K. Henry. Pray thee, go feek him, and bring him to

my tent.

Flu. I will fetch him.

[Exit. K. Henry.

K. Henry. My lord of Warwick and my brother

Glofter,

Follow Fluellen closely at the heels:

The glove, which I have given him for a favour,
May, haply, purchase him a box o'th' ear.

It is the foldier's; I by bargain fhould

Wear it my felf. Follow, good coufin Warwick:
If that the foldier ftrike him, as, I judge
By his blunt bearing, he will keep his word;
Some fudden mifchief may arise of it:

For I do know Fluellen valiant,

And, touch'd with choler, hot as gun-powder;
And quickly he'll return an injury.

Follow; and fee, there be no harm between them,
with me, uncle of Exeter.

Come you

Wil.

[Exeunt.

SCENE, before K. Henry's Pavilion.

I

Enter Gower and Williams.

warrant, it is to knight you, captain.

Enter Fluellen.

Flu. God's will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech you now come apace to the King: there is more good toward you, peradventure, than is in your knowledge to dream of.

.

Wil. Sir, know you this glove?

Flu. Know the glove? I know, the glove is a glove. Wil. I know this, and thus I challenge it. [Strikes him. Flu. 'Sblud, an arrant traitor as any's in the universal world, in France or in England.

Gower. How now, Sir? you villain !

Wil. Do you think I'll be forfworn?

Flu. Stand away, captain Gower, I will give treason his payment into plows, I warrant you.

Wil. I am no traitor.

Flu. That's a lie in thy throat. I charge you in his Majefty's name apprehend him, he's a friend of the Duke of Alanfon's.

Enter Warwick and Gloucester.

War. How now, how now, what's the matter?

Flu. My lord of Warwick, here is, praised be God for it, a moft contagious treafon come to light, look you, as you fhall defire in a fummer's day. Here is his Majefty

Enter King Henry, and Exeter.

K. Henry. Now now, what's the matter?

Flu. My Liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that, look your Grace, has ftruck the glove, which your Majefty is take out of the helmet of Alanfon.

Wil. My Liege, this was my glove, here is the fellow of it; and he, that I gave it to in change, promis'd to wear it in his cap; I promis'd to ftrike him, if he did; I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my word.

Flu. Your Majefty hear now, faving your Majefty's manhood, what an arrant, rafcally, beggerly, lowfie knave it is; I hope, your Majefty is pear me teftimonies, and witneffes, and avouchments, that this is the glove of Alanfon that your Majefty is give me, in your conscience now.

K, Henry. Give me thy glove, foldier; look, here is the fellow of it: 'twas me, indeed, thou promised'ft to ftrike, and thou haft given me most bitter terms.

Flu. An please your Majefty, let his neck anfwer for it, if there is any martial law in the world.

K. Henry. How canft thou make me fatisfaction? Wil. All Offences, my lord, come from the heart; never came any from mine, that might offend your Majefty.

K. Henry, It was our felf thou didst abuse.

Wil. Your Majefty came not like your felf; you appear'd to me, but as a common man; witness the night, your garments, your lowlinefs; and what your High

nefs

nefs fuffer'd under that shape, I beseech you, take it for your fault and not mine; for had you been as I took you for, I made no offence; therefore I beseech your Highnefs, pardon me.

K. Henry. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with

crowns,

And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;
And wear it for an honour in thy cap,

Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns:
And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.

Flu. By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle enough in his pelly; hold, there is twelve pence for you; and I pray you to ferve God, and keep you out of prawls and prabbles, and quarrels and diffentions, and, I warrant you, it is the better for you.

Wil. I will none of your mony.

Flu. It is with a good will; I can tell you, it will serve you to mend your fhoes; come, wherefore should you be fo pafhful; your fhoes is not fo good; 'tis a good filling, I warrant you, or I will change it.

Enter Herald.

K. Henry. Now, Herald, are the dead number'd?
Her. Here is the number of the flaughter'd French.
K. Henry. What prifoners of good fort are taken,
uncle?

Exe. Charles Duke of Orleans, nephew to the King; John Duke of Bourbon, and lord Bouchiquald:

Of other Lords, and Barons, Knights, and 'Squires,
Full fifteen hundred, befides common men. [French
K. Henry. This note doth tell me of ten thousand
Slain in the field; of Princes in this number,
And Nobles bearing banners, there lye dead
One hundred twenty fix; added to these,
Of Knights, Efquires, and gallant gentlemen,
Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,
Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd Knights;
So that in these ten thoufand they have loft,
There are but fixteen hundred mercenaries :

The rest are Princes, Barons, Lords, Knights, 'Squires,

And