I this infer,That many things,having full reference To one consent,may work contrariously;As many arrows loosed several ways Come to one mark,as many ways meet in one town,As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea,As many lines close in the dial's centre;So many a thousand actions,once afoot,End in one purpose,and be all well home Without defeat.Therefore to France,my liege.Divide your happy England into four;Whereof take you one quarter into France,And you withal shall make all Gallia shake.If we,with thrice such powers left at home,Cannot defend our own doors from the dog,Let us be worried,and our nation lose The name of hardiness and policy.KING HENRY.Call in the messengers sent from the Dauphin.Exeunt some attendants Now are we well resolv'd;and,by God's help And yours,the noble sinews of our power,France being ours,we'll bend it to our awe,Or break it all to pieces;or there we'll sit,Ruling in large and ample empery O'er France and all her almost kingly dukedoms,Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn,Tombless,with no remembrance over them.Either our history shall with full mouth Speak freely of our acts,or else our grave,Like Turkish mute,shall have a tongueless mouth,Not worshipp'd with a waxen epitaph.
Enter AMBASSADORS of France
Now are we well prepar'd to know the pleasure Of our fair cousin Dauphin;for we hear Your greeting is from him,not from the King.AMBASSADOR.May't please your Majesty to give us leave Freely to render what we have in charge;Or shall we sparingly show you far of The Dauphin's meaning and our embassy?KING HENRY.We are no tyrant,but a Christian king,Unto whose grace our passion is as subject As are our wretches fett'red in our prisons;Therefore with frank and with uncurbed plainness Tell us the Dauphin's mind.AMBASSADOR.Thus then,in few.Your Highness,lately sending into France,Did claim some certain dukedoms in the right Of your great predecessor,King Edward the Third.In answer of which claim,the Prince our master Says that you savour too much of your youth,And bids you be advis'd there's nought in France That can be with a nimble galliard won;You cannot revel into dukedoms there.He therefore sends you,meeter for your spirit,This tun of treasure;and,in lieu of this,Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim Hear no more of you.This the Dauphin speaks.KING HENRY.What treasure,uncle?
EXETER.Tennis-balls,my liege.KING HENRY.We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;His present and your pains we thank you for.When we have match'd our rackets to these balls,We will in France,by God's grace,play a set Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard.Tell him he hath made a match with such a wrangler That all the courts of France will be disturb'd With chaces.And we understand him well,How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,Not measuring what use we made of them.We never valu'd this poor seat of England;And therefore,living hence,did give ourself To barbarous licence;as 'tis ever common That men are merriest when they are from home.But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state,Be like a king,and show my sail of greatness,When I do rouse me in my throne of France;For that I have laid by my majesty And plodded like a man for working-days;But I will rise there with so full a glory That I will dazzle all the eyes of France,Yea,strike the Dauphin blind to look on us.And tell the pleasant Prince this mock of his Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones,and his soul Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance That shall fly with them;for many a thousand widows Shall this his mock mock of their dear husbands;Mock mothers from their sons,mock castles down;And some are yet ungotten and unborn That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn.But this lies all within the will of God,To whom I do appeal;and in whose name,Tell you the Dauphin,I am coming on,To venge me as I may and to put forth My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause.So get you hence in peace;and tell the Dauphin His jest will savour but of shallow wit,When thousands weep more than did laugh at it.Convey them with safe conduct.Fare you well.Exeunt AMBASSADORS EXETER.This was a merry message.KING HENRY.We hope to make the sender blush at it.Therefore,my lords,omit no happy hour That may give furth'rance to our expedition;For we have now no thought in us but France,Save those to God,that run before our business.Therefore let our proportions for these wars Be soon collected,and all things thought upon That may with reasonable swiftness ad More feathers to our wings;for,God before,We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door.Therefore let every man now task his thought That this fair action may on foot be brought.Exeunt
