Henry V by William Shakespeare
Act 5 - Scene 1
France. The English camp.
Fluellen : There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in
[p]all things: I
will tell you, asse my friend,
[p]Captain Gower: the rascally, scald,
beggarly,
[p]lousy, pragging knave, Pistol, which you and
[p]yourself
and all the world know to be no petter
[p]than a fellow, look you now,
of no merits, he is
[p]come to me and prings me pread and salt
yesterday,
[p]look you, and bid me eat my leek: it was in
place
[p]where I could not breed no contention with him; but
[p]I will
be so bold as to wear it in my cap till I see
[p]him once again, and
then I will tell him a little
[p]piece of my desires.
Fluellen : 'Tis no matter for his swellings nor his
[p]turkey-cocks. God pless
you, Aunchient Pistol! you
[p]scurvy, lousy knave, God pless you!
Fluellen : I peseech you heartily, scurvy, lousy knave, at my
[p]desires, and my
requests, and my petitions, to eat,
[p]look you, this leek: because,
look you, you do not
[p]love it, nor your affections and your
appetites and
[p]your digestions doo's not agree with it, I
would
[p]desire you to eat it.
Fluellen : There is one goat for you.
[p][Strikes him]
[p]Will you be so good,
scauld knave, as eat it?
Fluellen : You say very true, scauld knave, when God's will is:
[p]I will desire
you to live in the mean time, and eat
[p]your victuals: come, there is
sauce for it.
[p][Strikes him]
[p]You called me yesterday
mountain-squire; but I will
[p]make you to-day a squire of low degree.
I pray you,
[p]fall to: if you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek.
Fluellen : I say, I will make him eat some part of my leek, or
[p]I will peat his
pate four days. Bite, I pray you; it
[p]is good for your green wound
and your ploody coxcomb.
Fluellen : Yes, certainly, and out of doubt and out of question
[p]too, and
ambiguities.
Fluellen : Eat, I pray you: will you have some more sauce to
[p]your leek? there
is not enough leek to swear by.
Fluellen : Much good do you, scauld knave, heartily. Nay, pray
[p]you, throw none
away; the skin is good for your
[p]broken coxcomb. When you take
occasions to see leeks
[p]hereafter, I pray you, mock at 'em; that is
all.
Fluellen : Ay, leeks is good: hold you, there is a groat to
[p]heal your pate.
Fluellen : Yes, verily and in truth, you shall take it; or I
[p]have another leek
in my pocket, which you shall eat.
Fluellen : If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in cudgels:
[p]you shall be a
woodmonger, and buy nothing of me but
[p]cudgels. God b' wi' you, and
keep you, and heal your pate.
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