Speeches (Lines) for Boy in "History of Henry V"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 II / 1
  • Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and
    you, hostess: he is very s...
  • Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and
    you, hostess: he is very sick, and would to bed.
    Good Bardolph, put thy face between his sheets, and
    do the office of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill.
  • Pistol. 'Couple a gorge!'
    That is the word. I thee defy again.
    O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to get?
    No; to the spital go,
    And from the powdering tub of infamy
    Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid's kind,
    Doll Tearsheet she by name, and her espouse:
    I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly
    For the only she; and--pauca, there's enough. Go to.

    Boy. Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and
    you, hostess: he is very sick, and would to bed.
    Good Bardolph, put thy face between his sheets, and
    do the office of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill.

2 II / 3
  • Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils
    incarnate.
  • Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils
    incarnate.
  • Hostess Quickly. Nay, that a' did not.

    Boy. Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils
    incarnate.

3 II / 3
  • A' said once, the devil would have him about women.
  • A' said once, the devil would have him about women.
  • Hostess Quickly. A' could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he
    never liked.

    Boy. A' said once, the devil would have him about women.

4 II / 3
  • Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon
    Bardolph's nose, and a' said i...
  • Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon
    Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul
    burning in hell-fire?
  • Hostess Quickly. A' did in some sort, indeed, handle women; but then
    he was rheumatic, and talked of the whore of Babylon.

    Boy. Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon
    Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul
    burning in hell-fire?

5 II / 3
  • And that's but unwholesome food they say.
  • And that's but unwholesome food they say.
  • Pistol. Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips.
    Look to my chattels and my movables:
    Let senses rule; the word is 'Pitch and Pay:'
    Trust none;
    For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,
    And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck:
    Therefore, Caveto be thy counsellor.
    Go, clear thy crystals. Yoke-fellows in arms,
    Let us to France; like horse-leeches, my boys,
    To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck!

    Boy. And that's but unwholesome food they say.

6 III / 2
  • Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would give
    all my fame for a pot of...
  • Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would give
    all my fame for a pot of ale and safety.
  • Pistol. The plain-song is most just: for humours do abound:
    Knocks go and come; God's vassals drop and die;
    And sword and shield,
    In bloody field,
    Doth win immortal fame.

    Boy. Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would give
    all my fame for a pot of ale and safety.

7 III / 2
  • As duly, but not as truly,
    As bird doth sing on bough.
  • As duly, but not as truly,
    As bird doth sing on bough.
  • Pistol. And I:
    If wishes would prevail with me,
    My purpose should not fail with me,
    But thither would I hie.

    Boy. As duly, but not as truly,
    As bird doth sing on bough.

8 III / 2
  • As young as I am, I have observed these three
    swashers. I am boy to them all...
  • As young as I am, I have observed these three
    swashers. I am boy to them all three: but all they
    three, though they would serve me, could not be man
    to me; for indeed three such antics do not amount to
    a man. For Bardolph, he is white-livered and
    red-faced; by the means whereof a' faces it out, but
    fights not. For Pistol, he hath a killing tongue
    and a quiet sword; by the means whereof a' breaks
    words, and keeps whole weapons. For Nym, he hath
    heard that men of few words are the best men; and
    therefore he scorns to say his prayers, lest a'
    should be thought a coward: but his few bad words
    are matched with as few good deeds; for a' never
    broke any man's head but his own, and that was
    against a post when he was drunk. They will steal
    any thing, and call it purchase. Bardolph stole a
    lute-case, bore it twelve leagues, and sold it for
    three half pence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn
    brothers in filching, and in Calais they stole a
    fire-shovel: I knew by that piece of service the
    men would carry coals. They would have me as
    familiar with men's pockets as their gloves or their
    handkerchers: which makes much against my manhood,
    if I should take from another's pocket to put into
    mine; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I
    must leave them, and seek some better service:
    their villany goes against my weak stomach, and
    therefore I must cast it up.
  • Nym. These be good humours! your honour wins bad humours.

    Boy. As young as I am, I have observed these three
    swashers. I am boy to them all three: but all they
    three, though they would serve me, could not be man
    to me; for indeed three such antics do not amount to
    a man. For Bardolph, he is white-livered and
    red-faced; by the means whereof a' faces it out, but
    fights not. For Pistol, he hath a killing tongue
    and a quiet sword; by the means whereof a' breaks
    words, and keeps whole weapons. For Nym, he hath
    heard that men of few words are the best men; and
    therefore he scorns to say his prayers, lest a'
    should be thought a coward: but his few bad words
    are matched with as few good deeds; for a' never
    broke any man's head but his own, and that was
    against a post when he was drunk. They will steal
    any thing, and call it purchase. Bardolph stole a
    lute-case, bore it twelve leagues, and sold it for
    three half pence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn
    brothers in filching, and in Calais they stole a
    fire-shovel: I knew by that piece of service the
    men would carry coals. They would have me as
    familiar with men's pockets as their gloves or their
    handkerchers: which makes much against my manhood,
    if I should take from another's pocket to put into
    mine; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I
    must leave them, and seek some better service:
    their villany goes against my weak stomach, and
    therefore I must cast it up.

9 IV / 4
  • Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?
  • Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?
  • Pistol. Say'st thou me so? is that a ton of moys?
    Come hither, boy: ask me this slave in French
    What is his name.

    Boy. Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?

10 IV / 4
  • He says his name is Master Fer.
  • He says his name is Master Fer.
  • French Soldier. Monsieur le Fer.

    Boy. He says his name is Master Fer.

11 IV / 4
  • I do not know the French for fer, and ferret, and firk.
  • I do not know the French for fer, and ferret, and firk.
  • Pistol. Master Fer! I'll fer him, and firk him, and ferret
    him: discuss the same in French unto him.

    Boy. I do not know the French for fer, and ferret, and firk.

12 IV / 4
  • Il me commande de vous dire que vous faites vous
    pret; car ce soldat ici est...
  • Il me commande de vous dire que vous faites vous
    pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette
    heure de couper votre gorge.
  • French Soldier. Que dit-il, monsieur?

    Boy. Il me commande de vous dire que vous faites vous
    pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette
    heure de couper votre gorge.

13 IV / 4
  • He prays you to save his life: he is a gentleman of
    a good house; and for hi...
  • He prays you to save his life: he is a gentleman of
    a good house; and for his ransom he will give you
    two hundred crowns.
  • Pistol. What are his words?

    Boy. He prays you to save his life: he is a gentleman of
    a good house; and for his ransom he will give you
    two hundred crowns.

14 IV / 4
  • Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de pardonner
    aucun prisonnier, neanmoin...
  • Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de pardonner
    aucun prisonnier, neanmoins, pour les ecus que vous
    l'avez promis, il est content de vous donner la
    liberte, le franchisement.
  • French Soldier. Petit monsieur, que dit-il?

    Boy. Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de pardonner
    aucun prisonnier, neanmoins, pour les ecus que vous
    l'avez promis, il est content de vous donner la
    liberte, le franchisement.

15 IV / 4
  • He gives you, upon his knees, a thousand thanks; and
    he esteems himself happ...
  • He gives you, upon his knees, a thousand thanks; and
    he esteems himself happy that he hath fallen into
    the hands of one, as he thinks, the most brave,
    valorous, and thrice-worthy signieur of England.
  • Pistol. Expound unto me, boy.

    Boy. He gives you, upon his knees, a thousand thanks; and
    he esteems himself happy that he hath fallen into
    the hands of one, as he thinks, the most brave,
    valorous, and thrice-worthy signieur of England.

16 IV / 4
  • Suivez-vous le grand capitaine.
    [Exeunt PISTOL, and French Soldier]
    I di...
  • Suivez-vous le grand capitaine.
    [Exeunt PISTOL, and French Soldier]
    I did never know so full a voice issue from so
    empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty
    vessel makes the greatest sound.' Bardolph and Nym
    had ten times more valour than this roaring devil i'
    the old play, that every one may pare his nails with
    a wooden dagger; and they are both hanged; and so
    would this be, if he durst steal any thing
    adventurously. I must stay with the lackeys, with
    the luggage of our camp: the French might have a
    good prey of us, if he knew of it; for there is
    none to guard it but boys.
  • Pistol. As I suck blood, I will some mercy show.
    Follow me!

    Boy. Suivez-vous le grand capitaine.
    [Exeunt PISTOL, and French Soldier]
    I did never know so full a voice issue from so
    empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty
    vessel makes the greatest sound.' Bardolph and Nym
    had ten times more valour than this roaring devil i'
    the old play, that every one may pare his nails with
    a wooden dagger; and they are both hanged; and so
    would this be, if he durst steal any thing
    adventurously. I must stay with the lackeys, with
    the luggage of our camp: the French might have a
    good prey of us, if he knew of it; for there is
    none to guard it but boys.

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