The Life of King Henry the Fifth

O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leashed in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire Crouch for employment. But pardon, gentles all, The flat unraised spirits that have dared On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object: can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt? O, pardon! since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million; and let us, Cfilled with our stars, but not with ours, proceed.

Gentlemen of England, I am come to know What the king will have done with me: for my places, I have them not; and what I am I am, An enemy to all the world, whoever speaks Against my person. I do repent me that I was ever In any thing so misled: and yet I do not Deny that I have been a fault to the king, and to you all, By my riot and my ill-beseeming habits. But let that pass; the time shall show, and the king, I am the king's servant, and was ever so. (Enter KING HENRY V, with Lord Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol)