GOWER
Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue, that now and then goes to the wars, to grace himself at his return into
London under the form of a soldier. And such fellows are perfect in the great commanders' names: and
they will learn you by rote where services were done; at such and such a sconce, at such a breach, at
such a convoy; who came off bravely, who was shot, who disgraced, what terms the enemy stood on; and
this they con perfectly in the phrase of war, which they trick up with new-tuned oaths: and what a beard
of the general's cut and a horrid suit of the camp will do among foaming bottles and ale-washed wits, is
wonderful to be thought on. But you must learn to know such slanders of the age, or else you may be
marvellously mistook. FLUELLEN
I tell you what, Captain Gower; I do perceive he is not the man that he would gladly make show to the world
he is: if I find a hole in his coat, I will tell him my mind.
Drum heard
Hark you, the king is coming, and I must speak with him from the pridge.
Drum and colours. Enter KING HENRY, GLOUCESTER, and Soldiers
God pless your majesty! KING HENRY V
How now, Fluellen! camest thou from the bridge? FLUELLEN
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. KING HENRY V
What men have you lost, Fluellen? FLUELLEN
The perdition of th' athversary hath been very great, reasonable great: marry, for my part, I think the duke
hath lost never a man, but one that is like to be executed for robbing a church, one Bardolph, if your majesty
know the man: his face is all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames o' fire: and his lips blows at his
nose, and it is like a coal of fire, sometimes plue and sometimes red; but his nose is executed and his
fire's out. KING HENRY V
We would have all such offenders so cut off: and we give express charge, that in our marches through
the country, there be nothing compelled from the villages, nothing taken but paid for, none of the French
upbraided or abused in disdainful language; for when lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler
gamester is the soonest winner.
Tucket. Enter MONTJOY
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