Henry V

by: William Shakespeare

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COURT
Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which breaks yonder?
COURT
Brother John Bates, isn’t that dawn breaking over there?
BATES
I think it be, but we have no great cause to desire the approach of day.
BATES
I think it is. But we have no great reason to long for day.
WILLIAMS
We see yonder the beginning of the day, but I think we shall never see the end of it.—Who goes there?
WILLIAMS
That’s the beginning of the day we see, but I don’t think we’ll see the end of it.—Who goes there?
KING HENRY
90A friend.
KING HENRY
A friend.
WILLIAMS
Under what captain serve you?
WILLIAMS
What captain do you serve?
KING HENRY
Under Sir Thomas Erpingham.
KING HENRY
Sir Thomas Erpingham.
WILLIAMS
A good old commander and a most kind gentleman. I pray you, what thinks he of our estate?
WILLIAMS
A veteran commander and a very kind gentleman. Tell me, what does he think of our situation?
KING HENRY
95Even as men wracked upon a sand, that look to be washed off the next tide.
KING HENRY
We’re men beached on the sand, hoping to be washed out by the next tide.
BATES
He hath not told his thought to the king?
BATES
He hasn’t told this to the king, has he?
KING HENRY
No. Nor it is not meet he should, for, though I speak it to you, I think the king is but a man as I am. The violet smells to him as it doth to me. The element shows to him as it doth to me. All his senses have but human conditions. His ceremonies laid by, in his nakedness he appears but a man, and though his affections are higher mounted than ours, yet when they stoop, they stoop with the like wing. Therefore, when he sees reason of fears as we do, his fears, out of doubt, be of the same relish as ours are. Yet, in reason, no man should possess him with any appearance of fear, lest he, by showing it, should dishearten his army.
KING HENRY
No, nor would it be right for him to. Though it’s not my place to say so, I think the king is, after all, only a man, the same as me. The violet smells to him the same as it does to me. The sky appears to him much as it does to me, and all his senses are those of a mortal man. Without his fine clothes, the king appears just like any other naked man. And though his feelings may be pitched higher than ours, when they plummet, they plummet that much farther. Therefore, when he has reason to fear, as we do, his fears are without question of the same order. Still, it stands to reason that he mustn’t betray his fear, as it might dishearten his army.