Que dit-il?que je suis semblable a les anges?ALICE.Oui,vraiment,sauf votre grace,ainsi dit-il.KING HENRY.I said so,dear Katherine,and I must not blush to affirm it.KATHERINE.O bon Dieu!les langues des hommes sont pleines de tromperies.KING HENRY.What says she,fair one?that the tongues of men are full of deceits?ALICE.Oui,dat de tongues of de mans is be full of deceits-dat is de Princess.KING HENRY.The Princess is the better English-woman.I'faith,Kate,my wooing is fit for thy understanding:I am glad thou canst speak no better English;for if thou couldst,thou wouldst find me such a plain king that thou wouldst think I had sold my farm to buy my crown.I know no ways to mince it in love,but directly to say 'I love you.'Then,if you urge me farther than to say 'Do you in faith?'I wear out my suit.Give me your answer;i'faith,do;and so clap hands and a bargain.How say you,lady?KATHERINE.Sauf votre honneur,me understand well.KING HENRY.Marry,if you would put me to verses or to dance for your sake,Kate,why you undid me;for the one I have neither words nor measure,and for the other I have no strength in measure,yet a reasonable measure in strength.If I could win a lady at leap-frog,or by vaulting into my saddle with my armour on my back,under the correction of bragging be it spoken,I should quickly leap into wife.Or if I might buffet for my love,or bound my horse for her favours,I could lay on like a butcher,and sit like a jack-an-apes,never off.But,before God,Kate,I cannot look greenly,nor gasp out my cloquence,nor I have no cunning in protestation;only downright oaths,which I never use till urg'd,nor never break for urging.If thou canst love a fellow of this
temper,Kate,whose face is not worth sunburning,that never looks in his glass for love of anything he sees there,let thine eye be thy cook.I speak to thee plain soldier.If thou canst love me for this,take me;if not,to say to thee that I shall die is true-but for thy love,by the Lord,no;yet I love thee too.And while thou liv'st,dear Kate,take a fellow of plain and uncoined constancy;for he perforce must do thee right,because he hath not the gift to woo in other places;for these fellows of infinite tongue,that can rhyme themselves into ladies'favours,they do always reason themselves out again.What!a speaker is but a prater:a rhyme is but a ballad.A good leg will fall;a straight back will stoop;a black beard will turn white;a curl'd pate will grow bald;a fair face will wither;a full eye will wax hollow.But a good heart,Kate,is the sun and the moon;or,rather,the sun,and not the moon-for it shines bright and never changes,but keeps his course truly.If thou would have such a one,take me;and take me,take a soldier;take a soldier,take a king.And what say'st thou,then,to my love?Speak,my fair,and fairly,I pray thee.KATHERINE.Is it possible dat I sould love de enemy of France?KING HENRY.No,it is not possible you should love the enemy of France,Kate,but in loving me you should love the friend of France;for I love France so well that I will not part with a village of it;I will have it all mine.And,Kate,when France is mine and I am yours,then yours is France and you are mine.KATHERINE.I cannot tell vat is dat.KING HENRY.No,Kate?I will tell thee in French,which I am sure will hang upon my tongue like a new-married wife about her husband's neck,hardly to be shook off.Je quand sur le possession de France,et quand vous avez le possession de moi-let me see,what then?Saint Denis be my speed!-donc votre est France et vous etes mienne.It is as easy for me,Kate,to conquer the kingdom as to speak so much more French:I shall never move thee in French,unless it be to laugh at me.KATHERINE.Sauf votre honneur,le Francais que vous parlez,il est meilleur que l'Anglais lequel je parle.KING HENRY.No,faith,is't not,Kate;but thy speaking of my tongue,and I thine,most truly falsely,must needs be granted to be much at one.But,Kate,dost thou understand thus much English-Canst thou love me?KATHERINE.I cannot tell.KING HENRY.Can any of your neighbours tell,Kate?I'll ask them.
