Henry V Act 2, Scene 4: Retold in Modern English Verse
France debates the coming storm
The French court weighs the English threat. The Dauphin scorns Henry as a vain, giddy youth, but the Constable warns he is mistaken, and King Charles remembers Crécy – when the Black Prince destroyed a French army while his father smiled upon him from a hill. Exeter arrives demanding the crown of France in Henry’s name, with bloody consequences if it is refused, and delivers a message of scorn for the Dauphin.
Characters appearing: King of France | Dauphin | Berri | Bretagne | Constable | Messenger | Exeter
Key themes: Kingship and Leadership | Appearance vs Reality
FRANCE. THE KING'S PALACE.
[FLOURISH. ENTER THE KING OF FRANCE, THE DAUPHIN, THE DUKES OF BERRI AND BRETAGNE, THE CONSTABLE, AND OTHERS]
KING OF FRANCE
Thus comes the English with full power upon us;
The mighty English army is approaching;
And more than carefully it us concerns
And it’s essential, more than being cautious,
To answer royally in our defences.
That we defend our monarchy against them.
Therefore the Dukes of Berri and of Bretagne,
And so, the Dukes of Berri and of Bretagne,
Of Brabant and of Orleans, shall make forth,
Brabant and Orleans, must now depart,
And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift dispatch,
Along with you, Prince Dauphin, leaving quickly
To line and new repair our towns of war
To fix and fortify our towns for war
With men of courage and with means defendant;
With brave men armed so that they can defend us.
For England his approaches makes as fierce
For England’s army comes at us intensely
As waters to the sucking of a gulf.
As water gushing into an abyss.
It fits us then to be as provident
It is appropriate that we are cautious
As fear may teach us out of late examples
And fearful, learning from recent examples
Left by the fatal and neglected English
Of death by underestimating English
Upon our fields.
In battle on our land.
DAUPHIN
My most redoubted father,
Respected father,
It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe;
It’s right we should be ready for a battle,
For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom,
And not let peace make us become complacent,
Though war nor no known quarrel were in question,
Although there is no war on at the moment,
But that defences, musters, preparations,
We must ensure we’ve readied our defences,
Should be maintained, assembled and collected,
And keep our army properly prepared
As were a war in expectation.
As though we are about to go to war.
Therefore, I say 'tis meet we all go forth
And so it is appropriate we leave
To view the sick and feeble parts of France:
To seek the ill-prepared, weak parts of France.
And let us do it with no show of fear;
And let’s do it not showing any fear;
No, with no more than if we heard that England
As though we’d been informed the English army
Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance:
Were dancing round a maypole on a Sunday.
For, my good liege, she is so idly kinged,
For, dear lord, England is so weakly ruled,
Her sceptre so fantastically borne
Her crown is so ridiculously worn
By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth,
By a pathetic youth, shallow and foolish
That fear attends her not.
That nobody’s afraid of England.
CONSTABLE
O peace, Prince Dauphin!
Quiet, Prince!
You are too much mistaken in this king:
You’re underestimating England’s king:
Question your grace the late ambassadors,
Go ask the envoys, recently returned,
With what great state he heard their embassy,
About how strong they found the king to be,
How well supplied with noble counsellors,
How well advised he was by noblemen,
How modest in exception, and withal
How calm he was when arguing, and what’s more,
How terrible in constant resolution,
How fearsome and unwavering his resolve is,
And you shall find his vanities forespent
And you’ll see that his youthful days are over,
Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus,
Like Brutus hid his cunning with a smile,
Covering discretion with a coat of folly;
Disguising smartness acting like a fool,
As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots
Like gardeners spread shoots with dung manure
That shall first spring and be most delicate.
To make them be the flowers first to bloom.
DAUPHIN
Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable;
Well, you are wrong, my lord high constable;
But though we think it so, it is no matter:
But whatever you think, it doesn’t matter:
In cases of defence 'tis best to weigh
When acting in defence, it’s wise to think
The enemy more mighty than he seems:
The enemy is stronger than he looks.
So the proportions of defence are filled;
Thus, weaknesses in our defence are fixed;
Which of a weak or niggardly projection
Which, otherwise, if acting weak and stingy,
Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat with scanting
You’re like a scrimp who spoils the coat he’s making
A little cloth.
By skimping on the cloth.
KING OF FRANCE
Think we King Harry strong;
Think Harry’s strong;
And, princes, look you strongly arm to meet him.
And, princes, make sure you’re robustly armed.
The kindred of him hath been fleshed upon us;
His ancestors have fought us, causing bloodshed,
And he is bred out of that bloody strain
And he’s descended from those fighting men
That haunted us in our familiar paths:
That brought us grief upon the fields of France.
Witness our too much memorable shame
Remember all the shame that fell upon us
When Cressy battle fatally was struck,
When we were fatally attacked at Crécy,
And all our princes captived by the hand
And all our princes then were taken captive
Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince of Wales;
By Edward, Prince of Wales, known as the Black Prince,
Whiles that his mountain sire, on mountain standing,
While up upon the mountain stood his father,
Up in the air, crowned with the golden sun,
Edward the Third, emblazoned by the sun,
Saw his heroical seed, and smiled to see him,
Who watched his offspring be a hero, smiling,
Mangle the work of nature and deface
As he defiled France, which nature made,
The patterns that by God and by French fathers
And killed the offspring made by God and Frenchmen
Had twenty years been made. This is a stem
Some twenty years before. Harry’s descended
Of that victorious stock; and let us fear
From those victorious men; so let us fear
The native mightiness and fate of him.
His strengths inherited and his good fortune.
[ENTER A MESSENGER]
MESSENGER
Ambassadors from Harry King of England
Ambassadors from Harry, King of England,
Do crave admittance to your majesty.
Request a meeting with your majesty.
KING OF FRANCE
We'll give them present audience. Go, and bring them.
I’ll meet with them right now. Go bring them in.
[EXEUNT MESSENGER AND CERTAIN LORDS]
You see this chase is hotly followed, friends.
They’re hot upon our heels already, friends.
DAUPHIN
Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs
Turn round, and do not run, for dogs are cowards
Most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten
That bark the most when what they think they’re threatening
Runs far before them. Good my sovereign,
Runs far away from them. My dear sovereign,
Take up the English short, and let them know
Just make the English stop short in their tracks,
Of what a monarchy you are the head:
And show what type of country you’re the king of:
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin
My lord, it’s preferable if you are proud
As self-neglecting.
Instead of negligent.
[RE-ENTER LORDS, WITH EXETER AND TRAIN]
KING OF FRANCE
From our brother England?
From England’s king?
EXETER
From him; and thus he greets your majesty:
I am, and here’s his message for your highness:
He wills you, in the name of God Almighty,
He tells you, in the name of God Almighty,
That you divest yourself, and lay apart
That you must abdicate and sign away
The borrowed glories that by gift of heaven,
The land you borrowed as a gift from heaven,
By law of nature and of nations, 'long
Through laws of nature and the land, belonging
To him and to his heirs; namely, the crown
To him and to his heirs; namely, the crown
And all wide-stretched honours that pertain
And all the glorious honours that come with it
By custom and the ordinance of times
As is the custom of the ancient laws,
Unto the crown of France. That you may know
The crown of France bestows. So that you know
'Tis no sinister nor no awkward claim,
It’s not a sinister or dodgy claim
Picked from the worm-holes of long-vanished days,
That’s lifted from a long-forgotten law,
Nor from the dust of old oblivion raked,
Nor found from raking through an ancient text,
He sends you this most memorable line,
He’s sending you this lovely family tree,
In every branch truly demonstrative;
That shows his lineage through every line;
Willing to overlook this pedigree:
He asks you look at it to see his bloodline.
And when you find him evenly derived
And when you see he’s directly descended
From his most famed of famous ancestors,
From his most famous famous ancestors,
Edward the Third, he bids you then resign
Edward the Third, he asks you then resign
Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held
Your crown and country, held unlawfully
From him the native and true challenger.
From him, the rightful claimant through his birthright.
KING OF FRANCE
Or else what follows?
Or what will happen?
EXETER
Bloody constraint; for if you hide the crown
Then violent coercion; hide the crown
Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it:
Within your hearts, and he will rip it out.
Therefore in fierce tempest is he coming,
For he is coming like a wild tempest,
In thunder and in earthquake, like a Jove,
With devastation only Jove could wreak,
That, if requiring fail, he will compel;
Which he’ll be forced to do if you decline;
And bids you, in the bowels of the Lord,
On God’s behalf, he asks you from his heart
Deliver up the crown, and to take mercy
To yield the crown, thus showing mercy on
On the poor souls for whom this hungry war
The poor folk who’ll be eaten by this war
Opens his vasty jaws; and on your head
That’s beast-like; and upon your guilty conscience
Turning the widows' tears, the orphans' cries
Will be the widows’ tears, the orphans’ cries,
The dead men's blood, the pining maidens groans,
The dead men’s blood, the girls wailing in mourning
For husbands, fathers and betrothed lovers,
For husbands, fathers and their fiancés,
That shall be swallowed in this controversy.
Who will be victims of this violent war.
This is his claim, his threatening and my message;
This is his claim, his threat, and that’s my message;
Unless the Dauphin be in presence here,
Unless I’m in the presence of the Dauphin
To whom expressly I bring greeting too.
For whom I have a separate message too.
KING OF FRANCE
For us, we will consider of this further:
We’ll take some time to ponder your request:
To-morrow shall you bear our full intent
Tomorrow you can take our full response
Back to our brother England.
Back to the King of England.
DAUPHIN
For the Dauphin,
And the Dauphin
I stand here for him: what to him from England?
Is standing here: what message comes from England?
EXETER
Scorn and defiance; slight regard, contempt,
Scorn and contempt; a general disregard,
And any thing that may not misbecome
And anything that might not seem demeaning
The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.
Unto our mighty king, he sends to you.
Thus says my king; an' if your father's highness
That’s what my king says; and says if your father
Do not, in grant of all demands at large,
Does not, on top of all he has demanded,
Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty,
Atone for mocking tennis balls you sent him,
He'll call you to so hot an answer of it,
He’ll shout at you with such a fiery answer
That caves and womby vaultages of France
That caves and spaces echoing in France
Shall chide your trespass and return your mock
Will scold your error, bouncing back the sound
In second accent of his ordnance.
As echoes of the mock you sent to him.
DAUPHIN
Say, if my father render fair return,
Tell him that if my father takes his terms,
It is against my will; for I desire
I don’t agree with it; for all I want
Nothing but odds with England: to that end,
Is conflict with the English. For that reason,
As matching to his youth and vanity,
Aligning with his childish vanity,
I did present him with the Paris balls.
I offered him those tennis balls from Paris.
EXETER
He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it,
For that, he’ll make your Paris palace tremble,
Were it the mistress-court of mighty Europe:
If it were Europe’s highest royal court:
And, be assured, you'll find a difference,
And, rest assured, you’ll see a difference,
As we his subjects have in wonder found,
As all his people have in awe observed,
Between the promise of his greener days
From his behaviour as a wild youngster
And these he masters now: now he weighs time
To how he’s masterful now. He plans his time
Even to the utmost grain: that you shall read
Down to the second: you will find this out
In your own losses, if he stay in France.
The hard way through your losses if he stays here.
KING OF FRANCE
To-morrow shall you know our mind at full.
We will confirm our thoughts to you tomorrow.
EXETER
Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our king
Send us off quickly, just in case our king
Come here himself to question our delay;
Comes here to ask us why we are delayed,
For he is footed in this land already.
For he has landed here in France already.
KING OF FRANCE
You shall be soon dispatched with fair conditions:
You’ll soon be on your way with a fair answer:
A night is but small breath and little pause
A night is just a little time to wait
To answer matters of this consequence.
To answer something that is so important.
[FLOURISH. EXEUNT]