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Henry the Fifth, III. ii

Flu. Captain Macmorris, I beseech you now,

will you voutsafe me, look you, a few disputa-

tions with you, as partly touching or concern-

ing the disciplines of the war, the Roman wars,

in the way of argument, look you, and friendly

communication; partly to satisfy my opinion,

and partly for the satisfaction, look you, of my

mind, as touching the direction of the military

discipline: that is the point.

Jamy. It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud cap-

tains bath: and I sail quit you with gud leve,

as I may pick occasion; that sail I, marry.

Mac. It is no time to discourse, so Chrish

save me: the day is hot, and the weather, and

the wars, and the king, and the dukes: it is no

time to discourse. The town is beseeched, and

the trumpet call us to the breach; and we talk,

and be Chrish, do nothing: 'tis shame for us all;

so God sa' me, 'tis shame to stand still; it is

shame, by my hand; and there is throats to be

cut, and works to be done; and there ish no-

thing done, so Chrish sa' me, la!

Jamy. By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine

take themselves to slumber, aile do gud service,

or aile lig i' the grund for it; ay, or go to death;

and aile pay 't as valorously as I may, that

sal I suerly do, that is the breff and the long.

Marry, I wad full fain heard some question

'tween you tway.

Flu. Captain Macmorris, I think, look you,

under your correction, there is not many of

your nation—

 115 marry: originally an oath by the Virgin Mary

119 beseeched: i.e., besieged

122 sa': save

126 mess: Mass

128 lig: lie

132 tway: two 