Henry V by William Shakespeare






Act 5 - Scene 0



Prologue.



Chorus : Vouchsafe to those that have not read the story, [p]That I may prompt
them: and of such as have, [p]I humbly pray them to admit the
excuse [p]Of time, of numbers and due course of things, [p]Which
cannot in their huge and proper life [p]Be here presented. Now we bear
the king [p]Toward Calais: grant him there; there seen, [p]Heave him
away upon your winged thoughts [p]Athwart the sea. Behold, the English
beach [p]Pales in the flood with men, with wives and boys, [p]Whose
shouts and claps out-voice the deep mouth'd sea, [p]Which like a
mighty whiffler 'fore the king [p]Seems to prepare his way: so let him
land, [p]And solemnly see him set on to London. [p]So swift a pace
hath thought that even now [p]You may imagine him upon
Blackheath; [p]Where that his lords desire him to have borne [p]His
bruised helmet and his bended sword [p]Before him through the city: he
forbids it, [p]Being free from vainness and self-glorious
pride; [p]Giving full trophy, signal and ostent [p]Quite from himself
to God. But now behold, [p]In the quick forge and working-house of
thought, [p]How London doth pour out her citizens! [p]The mayor and
all his brethren in best sort, [p]Like to the senators of the antique
Rome, [p]With the plebeians swarming at their heels, [p]Go forth and
fetch their conquering Caesar in: [p]As, by a lower but loving
likelihood, [p]Were now the general of our gracious empress, [p]As in
good time he may, from Ireland coming, [p]Bringing rebellion broached
on his sword, [p]How many would the peaceful city quit, [p]To welcome
him! much more, and much more cause, [p]Did they this Harry. Now in
London place him; [p]As yet the lamentation of the French [p]Invites
the King of England's stay at home; [p]The emperor's coming in behalf
of France, [p]To order peace between them; and omit [p]All the
occurrences, whatever chanced, [p]Till Harry's back-return again to
France: [p]There must we bring him; and myself have play'd [p]The
interim, by remembering you 'tis past. [p]Then brook abridgment, and
your eyes advance, [p]After your thoughts, straight back again to
France.



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