William Shakespeare: The Life of King Henry V

ACT THIRD. 7. SCENE VII. The French camp, near Agincourt. (continued)

CONSTABLE.
Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress, or any such
proverb so little kin to the purpose.

RAMBURES.
My Lord Constable, the armour that I saw in your tent
to-night, are those stars or suns upon it?

CONSTABLE.
Stars, my lord.

DAUPHIN.
Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.

CONSTABLE.
And yet my sky shall not want.

DAUPHIN.
That may be, for you bear a many superfluously, and 'twere
more honour some were away.

CONSTABLE.
Even as your horse bears your praises; who would trot as
well, were some of your brags dismounted.

DAUPHIN.
Would I were able to load him with his desert! Will it never
be day? I will trot to-morrow a mile, and my way shall be
paved with English faces.

CONSTABLE.
I will not say so, for fear I should be fac'd out of my way.
But I would it were morning; for I would fain be about
the ears of the English.

RAMBURES.
Who will go to hazard with me for twenty prisoners?

CONSTABLE.
You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have them.

DAUPHIN.
'Tis midnight; I'll go arm myself.

[Exit.]

ORLEANS.
The Dauphin longs for morning.

RAMBURES.
He longs to eat the English.

CONSTABLE.
I think he will eat all he kills.

ORLEANS.
By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince.

CONSTABLE.
Swear by her foot that she may tread out the oath.

ORLEANS.
He is simply the most active gentleman of France.