Henry V: Act III, Scene i


Henry V         Act 3, Scene 1.      The Four Captains (Gower, Fluellen, MacMorris, Jamy)

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56  Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to
57  the mines; the Duke of Gloucester would speak
58  with you.
59  To the mines? Tell you the Duke it is not so
60  good to come to the mines, for, look you, the mines
61  is not according to the disciplines of the war. The
62  concavities of it is not sufficient, for, look you, th’
63  athversary, you may discuss unto the Duke, look
64  you, is digt himself four yard under the countermines.
65  By Cheshu, I think he will plow up all if
66  there is not better directions.
67  The Duke of Gloucester, to whom the order of
68  the siege is given, is altogether directed by an
69  Irishman, a very valiant gentleman, i’ faith.
70  It is Captain Macmorris, is it not?
71  I think it be.
72  By Cheshu, he is an ass, as in the world. I
73  will verify as much in his beard. He has no more
74  directions in the true disciplines of the wars, look
75  you, of the Roman disciplines, than is a puppy dog.

Enter Captain Macmorris, and Captain Jamy.

76  Here he comes, and the Scots captain, Captain
77  Jamy, with him.
78  Captain Jamy is a marvelous falorous gentleman,
79  that is certain, and of great expedition and
80  knowledge in th’ aunchient wars, upon my particular
81  knowledge of his directions. By Cheshu, he will
82  maintain his argument as well as any military man
83  in the world in the disciplines of the pristine wars
84  of the Romans.
85  I say gudday, Captain Fluellen.
86  Godden to your Worship, good Captain
87  James.
88  How now, Captain Macmorris, have you quit
89  the mines? Have the pioners given o’er?
90  By Chrish, la, ’tish ill done. The work ish
91  give over. The trompet sound the retreat. By my
92  hand I swear, and my father’s soul, the work ish ill
93  done. It ish give over. I would have blowed up the
94  town, so Chrish save me, la, in an hour. O, ’tish ill
95  done, ’tish ill done, by my hand, ’tish ill done.
96  Captain Macmorris, I beseech you now,
97  will you voutsafe me, look you, a few disputations
98  with you as partly touching or concerning the
99  disciplines of the war, the Roman wars? In the way
100  of argument, look you, and friendly communication,
102  partly to satisfy my opinion, and partly for the
103  satisfaction, look you, of my mind, as touching the
104  direction of the military discipline, that is the point.
105  It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captens bath,
106  and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick
107  occasion, that sall I, marry.
108  It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save
109  me. The day is hot, and the weather, and the wars,
110  and the King, and the dukes. It is no time to
111  discourse. The town is beseeched. An the trumpet
112  call us to the breach and we talk and, be Chrish, do
113  nothing, ’tis shame for us all. So God sa’ me, ’tis
114  shame to stand still. It is shame, by my hand. And
115  there is throats to be cut, and works to be done,
116  and there ish nothing done, so Christ sa’ me, la.
117  By the Mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves
118  to slomber, ay’ll de gud service, or I’ll lig i’
119  th’ grund for it, ay, or go to death. And I’ll pay ’t as
120  valorously as I may, that sall I suerly do, that is the
121  breff and the long. Marry, I wad full fain heard
122  some question ’tween you tway.
123  Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, under
124  your correction, there is not many of your
125  nation—
126  Of my nation? What ish my nation? Ish a
127  villain and a basterd and a knave and a rascal. What
128  ish my nation? Who talks of my nation?
129  Look you, if you take the matter otherwise
130  than is meant, Captain Macmorris, peradventure I
131  shall think you do not use me with that affability as,
132  in discretion, you ought to use me, look you, being
133  as good a man as yourself, both in the disciplines of
134  war and in the derivation of my birth, and in other
135  particularities.
136  I do not know you so good a man as
137  myself. So Chrish save me, I will cut off your head.
138  Gentlemen both, you will mistake each other.
139  Ah, that’s a foul fault.
A parley sounds.
140  The town sounds a parley.
141  Captain Macmorris, when there is more
142  better opportunity to be required, look you, I will
143  be so bold as to tell you I know the disciplines of
144  war, and there is an end.

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