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

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 III / 2
  • I say gud-day, Captain Fluellen.
  • I say gud-day, Captain Fluellen.
  • Fluellen. Captain Jamy is a marvellous falourous gentleman,
    that is certain; and of great expedition and
    knowledge in th' aunchient wars, upon my particular
    knowledge of his directions: by Cheshu, he will
    maintain his argument as well as any military man in
    the world, in the disciplines of the pristine wars
    of the Romans.

    Jamy. I say gud-day, Captain Fluellen.

2 III / 2
  • It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath:
    and I sall quit you with...
  • It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath:
    and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick
    occasion; that sall I, marry.
  • Fluellen. Captain Macmorris, I beseech you now, will you
    voutsafe me, look you, a few disputations with you,
    as partly touching or concerning 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 captains bath:
    and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick
    occasion; that sall I, marry.

3 III / 2
  • By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves
    to slomber, ay'll de gu...
  • By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves
    to slomber, ay'll de gud service, or ay'll lig i'
    the grund for it; ay, or go to death; and ay'll pay
    't as valourously as I may, that sall I suerly do,
    that is the breff and the long. Marry, I wad full
    fain hear some question 'tween you tway.
  • Macmorris. 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 nothing done, so Chrish sa' me, la!

    Jamy. By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves
    to slomber, ay'll de gud service, or ay'll lig i'
    the grund for it; ay, or go to death; and ay'll pay
    't as valourously as I may, that sall I suerly do,
    that is the breff and the long. Marry, I wad full
    fain hear some question 'tween you tway.

4 III / 2
  • A! that's a foul fault.
  • A! that's a foul fault.
  • Gower. Gentlemen both, you will mistake each other.

    Jamy. A! that's a foul fault.

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