Of that victorious stock: and let us fear Enter a Messenger. Mess. Ambassadors from Henry king of England Do crave admittance to your majesty. Fr. King. We'll give them present audience. [Exeunt Mess. and certain Lords. You see, this chase is hotly follow'd, friends. Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs Most spend their mouths, when what they seem to threaten, Runs far before them. Good my sovereign, Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin Re-enter Lords, with EXETER and Train. Fr. King. From our brother England? Exe. From him; and thus he greets your majesty. He wills you, in the name of God Almighty, That you divest yourself, and lay apart The borrow'd glories, that, by gift of heaven, By law of nature, and of nations, 'long To him, and to his heirs; namely, the crown, And all wide-stretched honours that pertain, By custom and the ordinance of times, Unto the crown of France. That you may know, 'Tis no sinister, nor no awkward claim, Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-varnish'd days, 7 i.e. what is allotted him by destiny. Thus Virgil, speaking of the future deeds of the descendants of Æneas: 'Attollens humeris famamque et fata nepotem.' 8 i.e. bark; the sportsman's term. Nor from the dust of old oblivion rak'd, you [Gives a paper. In every branch truly demonstrative; Fr. King. For us, we will consider of this further: To-morrow shall you bear our full intent Back to our brother England. Dau. For the Dauphin, I stand here for him; What to him from England? Exe. Scorn, and defiance; slight regard, contempt, any thing that may not misbecome And 'Memorable line;' this genealogy; this deduction of his lineage. The mighty sender, doth he prize you at. Thus says my king: and, if your father's highness In second accent of his ordnance. Dau. Say, if my father render fair reply, I did present him with those Paris balls. Exe. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it, Were it the mistress court of mighty Europe: And, be assur'd, you'll find a difference (As we, his subjects, have in wonder found), Between the promise of his greener days, And these he masters now; now he weighs time, Even to the utmost grain; which you shall read In your own losses, if he stay in France. Fr. King. To-morrow shall you know our mind at full. Exe. Despatch us with all speed, lest that our king Come here himself to question our delay; For he is footed in this land already. Fr. King. You shall be soon despatch'd, with fair conditions: A night is but small breath, and little pause, [Exeunt. 10 Shall chide your trespass.' To chide is to resound, to echo; 'As doth a rock against the chiding flood.' King Henry VIII. ACT III. Enter CHORUS. Chor. Thus with imagin'd wing our swift scene flies, In motion of no less celerity Than that of thought. Suppose, that you have seen With silken streamers the young Phœbus fanning. Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow! The well appointed king at Hampton pier.' 'Well appointed,' that is, well furnished with all necessaries of war. Thus in King Henry VI. Part III.:— And very well appointed, as I thought, March'd towards Saint Albans.' The old copies read Dover pier:' but the poet himself, and all accounts, and even the Chronicles which he followed, say that the king embarked at Southampton. A minute account still exists among the records of the town; and it is remarkable that a low level plain where the army encamped is now covered by the sea, and called Westport. 2 Rivage, the bank, or shore; rivage, Fr. 3 To sternage of this navy.' The stern, or sternage, being the hinder part of the ship. The meaning of this passage is Let your minds follow this navy.' The stern was anciently synonymous to rudder. The sterne of a ship, gubernaculum,'—Buret. And leave your England, as dead midnight, still, With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur. Suppose, the ambassador from the French comes back; Tells Harry-that the king doth offer him The offer likes not: and the nimble gunner And down goes all before them. your mind. [Exit. SCENE I. The same. Before Harfleur. Alarums. Enter KING HENRy, Exeter, BedFORD, GLOSTER, and Soldiers, with Scaling Ladders. K. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, 4 Linstock' is here put for a match; but it was, strictly speaking, the staff to which the match for firing ordnance was fixed. 5 Chambers,' small pieces of ordnance. See King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 3. |