London. The Presence Chamber.
 Enter the KING, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, CLARENCE, WARWICK,
 WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and ATTENDANTS.

King Henry	Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury?

Exeter 	Not here in presence.

King Henry							Send for him, good uncle.

Westmoreland	Shall we call in th' ambassador, my liege?

King Henry	Not yet, my cousin; we would be resolved,
	Before we hear him, of some things of weight
	That task our thoughts, concerning us and France.

        Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY and the BISHOP OF ELY.

Canterbury	God and His angels guard your sacred throne,
	And make you long become it!

King Henry									Sure, we thank you.
	My learnd lord, we pray you to proceed,
	And justly and religiously unfold
	Why the law Salic that they have in France
	Or should or should not bar us in our claim.
	And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord,
	That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading,
	Or nicely charge your understanding soul
	With opening titles miscreate, whose right
	Suits not in native colours with the truth;
	For God doth know how many now in health
	Shall drop their blood in approbation
	Of what your reverence shall incite us to.
	Therefore take heed how you impawn our person,
	How you awake the sleeping sword of war-
	We charge you in the name of God take heed;
	For never two such kingdoms did contend
	Without much fall of blood, whose guiltless drops
	Are every one a woe, a sore complaint,
	'Gainst him whose wrongs gives edge unto the swords
	That make such waste in brief mortality.
	Under this conjuration speak, my lord,
	For we will hear, note, and believe in heart
	That what you speak is in your conscience washed
	As pure as sin with baptism.

Canterbury	Then hear me, gracious sovereign, and you peers,
	That owe your selves, your lives, and services
	To this imperial throne. There is no bar
	To make against your highness' claim to France
	But this, which they produce from Pharamond:
	"In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant",
	"No woman shall succeed in Salic land";
	Which Salic land the French unjustly gloze
	To be the realm of France, and Pharamond
	The founder of this law and female bar.
	Yet their own authors faithfully affirm
	That the land Salic is in Germany,
	Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe,
	Where Charles the Great, having subdued the Saxons,
	There left behind and settled certain French,
	Who, holding in disdain the German women
	For some dishonest manners of their life,
	Established then this law: to wit, no female
	Should be inheritrix in Salic land;
	Which Salic, as I said, 'twixt Elbe and Sala,
	Is at this day in Germany called Meisen.
	Then doth it well appear the Salic law
	Was not devisd for the realm of France;
	Nor did the French possess the Salic land
	Until four hundred one-and-twenty years
	After defunction of King Pharamond,
	Idly supposed the founder of this law,
	Who died within the year of our redemption
	Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the Great
	Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French
	Beyond the river Sala, in the year
	Eight hundred five. Besides, their writers say
	King Pepin, which deposd Childeric,
	Did, as heir general, being descended
	Of Blithild which was daughter to King Clothair,
	Make claim and title to the crown of France.
	Hugh Capet also, who usurped the crown
	Of Charles the Duke of Lorraine, sole heir male
	Of the true line and stock of Charles the Great,
	To find his title with some shows of truth-
	Though in pure truth it was corrupt and naught-
	Conveyed himself as heir to th' Lady Lingare,
	Daughter to Charlemain who was the son
	To Lewis the Emperor, and Lewis the son
	Of Charles the Great. Also, King Lewis the Tenth,
	Who was sole heir to the usurper Capet,
	Could not keep quiet in his conscience,
	Wearing the crown of France, till satisfied
	That fair Queen Isabel, his grandmother,
	Was lineal of the Lady Ermengare,
	Daughter to Charles the foresaid duke of Lorraine;
	By the which marriage the line of Charles the Great
	Was reunited to the crown of France.
	So that, as clear as is the summer's sun,
	King Pepin's title, and Hugh Capet's claim,
	King Lewis his satisfaction, all appear
	To hold in right and title of the female.
	So do the kings of France unto this day.
	Howbeit they would hold up this Salic law
	To bar your highness claiming from the female,
	And rather choose to hide them in a net
	Than amply to embar their crookd titles
	Usurped from you and your progenitors.

King Henry	May I with right and conscience make this claim?

Canterbury	The sin upon my head, dread sovereign!
	For in the book of Numbers is it writ,
	"When the man dies, let the inheritance
	Descend unto the daughter." Gracious lord,
	Stand for your own, unwind your bloody flag,
	Look back into your mighty ancestors.
	Go, my dread lord, to your great-grandsire's tomb,
	From whom you claim; invoke his warlike spirit,
	And your great-uncle's, Edward the Black Prince,
	Who on the French ground played a tragedy,
	Making defeat on the full power of France,
	Whiles his most mighty father on a hill
	Stood smiling to behold his lion's whelp
	Forage in blood of French nobility.
	O noble English, that could entertain
	With half their forces the full pride of France,
	And let another half stand laughing by,
	All out of work and cold for action!

Ely	Awake remembrance of these valiant dead,
	And with your puissant arm renew their feats.
	You are their heir, you sit upon their throne;
	The blood and courage that renownd them
	Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege
	Is in the very May-morn of his youth,
	Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.

Exeter	Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth
	Do all expect that you should rouse yourself
	As did the former lions of your blood.

Westmoreland	They know your grace hath cause and means and might;
	So hath your highness. Never king of England
	Had nobles richer and more loyal subjects,
	Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England
	And lie pavilioned in the fields of France.

Canterbury	O let their bodies follow, my dear liege,
	With blood and sword and fire to win your right;
	In aid whereof, we of the spiritualty
	Will raise your highness such a mighty sum
	As never did the clergy at one time
	Bring in to any of your ancestors.

King Henry	We must not only arm t' invade the French,
	But lay down our proportions to defend
	Against the Scot, who will make road upon us
	With all advantages.

Canterbury	They of those marches, gracious sovereign,
	Shall be a wall sufficient to defend
	Our inland from the pilfering borderers.

King Henry	We do not mean the coursing snatchers only,
	But fear the main intendment of the Scot,
	Who hath been still a giddy neighbour to us;
	For you shall read that my great-grandfather
	Never went with his forces into France
	But that the Scot on his unfurnished kingdom
	Came pouring like the tide into a breach,
	With ample and brim fullness of his force,
	Galling the gleand land with hot assays,
	Girding with grievous siege castles and towns;
	That England, being empty of defence,
	Hath shook and trembled at th' ill neighbourhood.

Canterbury	She hath been then more feared than harmed, my liege;
	For hear her but exampled by herself:
	When all her chivalry hath been in France,
	And she a mourning widow of her nobles,
	She hath herself not only well defended,
	But taken and impounded as a stray
	The King of Scots, whom she did send to France
	To fill King Edward's fame with prisoner kings,
	And make your chronicle as rich with praise
	As is the ooze and bottom of the sea
	With sunken wrack and sumless treasuries.

Westmoreland	But there's a saying very old and true:
			"If that you will France win,
			Then with Scotland first begin";
	For once the eagle England being in prey,
	To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot
	Comes sneaking, and so sucks her princely eggs,
	Playing the mouse in absence of the cat,
	To 'tame and havoc more than she can eat.

Exeter	It follows then the cat must stay at home;
	Yet that is but a crushed necessity,
	Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries,
	And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves.
	While that the armd hand doth fight abroad
	Th' advisd head defends itself at home;
	For government, though high and low and lower,
	Put into parts doth keep in one consent,
	Congreeing in a full and natural close,
	Like music.

Canterbury				True. Therefore doth heaven divide
	The state of man in divers functions,
	Setting endeavour in continual motion,
	To which is fixd, as an aim or butt,
	Obedience; for so work the honey-bees,
	Creatures that by a rule in nature teach
	The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
	They have a king, and officers of sorts,
	Where some, like magistrates, correct at home;
	Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad;
	Others, like soldiers, armd in their stings,
	Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds,
	Which pillage they with merry march bring home
	To the tent-royal of their emperor;
	Who, busied in his majesty, surveys
	The singing masons building roofs of gold,
	The civil citizens kneading up the honey,
	The poor mechanic porters crowding in
	Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate,
	The sad-eyed justice with his surly hum
	Delivering o'er to executors pale
	The lazy yawning drone. I this infer:
	That many things having full reference
	To one consent may work contrariously;
	As many arrows loosd 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 may a thousand actions once afoot
	End in one purpose, and be all well borne
	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 resolved; 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 worshipped with a waxen epitaph.

                       Enter AMBASSADORS of France.

	Now are we well prepared to know the pleasure
	Of our fair cousin Dauphin; for we hear
	Your greeting is from him, not from the king.

1st 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 off
	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 fettered in our prisons.
	Therefore with frank and with uncurbd plainness
	Tell us the Dauphin's mind.

1st 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 advised: 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 matched 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 disturbed
	With chases. 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 valued this poor seat of England,
	And therefore, living hence, did give ourself
	To barbarous license; 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 turned his balls to gunstones, and his soul
	Shall stand sore-chargd for the wasteful vengeance
	That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows
	Shall this his mock mock out 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-hallowed 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 add
	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. Flourish.
