ACT SECOND.
4. SCENE IV. France. The King's palace.
 (continued)
FRENCH KING.
 
Think we King Harry strong;
 
And, Princes, look you strongly arm to meet him.
 
The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us;
 
And he is bred out of that bloody strain
 
That haunted us in our familiar paths.
 
Witness our too much memorable shame
 
When Cressy battle fatally was struck,
 
And all our princes captiv'd by the hand
 
Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince of Wales;
 
Whiles that his mountain sire, on mountain standing,
 
Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun,
 
Saw his heroical seed, and smil'd to see him,
 
Mangle the work of nature and deface
 
The patterns that by God and by French fathers
 
Had twenty years been made. This is a stem
 
Of that victorious stock; and let us fear
 
The native mightiness and fate of him. 
 
[Enter a Messenger.] 
 
MESSENGER.
 
Ambassadors from Harry King of England
 
Do crave admittance to your Majesty. 
 
FRENCH KING.
 
We'll give them present audience. Go, and bring them.
 
 
[Exeunt Messenger and certain Lords.]
 
 
You see this chase is hotly follow'd, friends. 
 
DAUPHIN.
 
Turn head and stop pursuit; for coward dogs
 
Most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten
 
Runs far before them. Good my sovereign,
 
Take up the English short, and let them know
 
Of what a monarchy you are the head.
 
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin
 
As self-neglecting. 
 
[Enter EXETER.] 
 
FRENCH KING.
 
From our brother of England? 
 
EXETER.
 
From him; and thus he greets your Majesty:
 
He wills you, in the name of God Almighty,
 
That you divest yourself, and lay apart
 
The borrowed glories that by gift of heaven,
 
By law of nature and of nations, longs
 
To him and to his heirs; namely, the crown
 
And all wide-stretched honours that pertain
 
By custom and the ordinance of times
 
Unto the crown of France. That you may know
 
'Tis no sinister nor no awkward claim
 
Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days,
 
Nor from the dust of old oblivion rak'd,
 
He sends you this most memorable line,
 
In every branch truly demonstrative;
 
Willing you overlook this pedigree;
 
And when you find him evenly deriv'd 
 
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