Williams.
Will.
I warrant, it is to knight you, captain.
Enter Fluellen.
Flu.
God's will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech
you now come apace to the King: there is more good
toward you, peradventure, than is in your knowledge
to dream of.
Will.
Sir, know you this glove?
Flu.
Know the glove? I know, the glove is a glove.
Will.
I know this, and thus I challenge it.
[Strikes him.
Flu.
'Sblud, an arrant traitor as any's in the universal
orld, in France or in England.
Gower.
How now, Sir? you villain!
Will.
Do you think I'll be forsworn?
Flu.
Stand away, captain Gower, I will give treason
his payment into plows, I warrant you.
Will.
I am no traitor.
Flu.
That's a lye in thy throat. I charge you in
his Majesty's name apprehend him, he's a friend of
the Duke of Alanson's.
Enter Warwick and Gloucester.
War.
How now, how now, what's the matter?
Flu.
My lord of Warwick, here is, praised be God
for it, a most contagious treason come to light, look
you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here is
his Majesty—
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Enter King Henry, and Exeter.
K. Henry.
Now now, what's the matter?
Flu.
My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that,
look your Grace, has struck the glove, which your
Majesty is take out of the helmet of Alanson.
Will.
My Liege, this was my glove, here is the fellow
of it; and he, that I gave it to in change, promis'd to
wear it in his cap; I promis'd to strike him, if he did;
I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have
been as good as my word.
Flu.
Your Majesty hear now, saving your Majesty's
manhood, what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lowsie,
knave it is. I hope, your Majesty is pear me testimonies,
and witnesses, and avouchments, that this is the glove
of Alanson that your Majesty is give me, in your conscience
now.
K. Henry.
Give me thy glove, soldier; look, here
is the fellow of it: 'twas me, indeed, thou promised'st
to strike, and thou hast given me most bitter terms.
Flu.
An please your Majesty, let his neck answer for
it, if there is any martial law in the world.
K. Henry.
How canst thou make me satisfaction?
Will.
All Offences, my lord, come from the heart;
never came any from mine, that might offend your
Majesty.
K. Henry.
It was our self thou didst abuse.
Will.
Your Majesty came not like your self; you
appear'd to me, but as a common man; witness the
night, your garments, your lowliness; and what your
Highness suffer'd under that shape, I beseech you, take
it for your fault and not mine; for had you been as I
took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I beseech
your Highness, pardon me.
K. Henry.
Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,
And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;
-- 412 --
And wear it for an honour in thy cap,
Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns:
And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.
Flu.
By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle
enough in his pelly; hold, there is twelve pence for
you; and I pray you to serve God, and keep you out
of prawls and prabbles, and quarrels and dissentions,
and, I warrant you, it is the better for you.
Will.
I will none of your mony.
Flu.
It is with a good will; I can tell you, it will serve
you to mend your shoes; come, wherefore should
you be so pashful; your shoes is not so good; 'tis a
good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.
Alexander Pope [1747], The works of Shakespear in eight volumes. The Genuine Text (collated with all the former Editions, and then corrected and emended) is here settled: Being restored from the Blunders of the first Editors, and the Interpolations of the two Last: with A Comment and Notes, Critical and Explanatory. By Mr. Pope and Mr. Warburton (Printed for J. and P. Knapton, [and] S. Birt [etc.], London) [word count] [S11301].
