Princess Katherine takes her bath

      Characters

      ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY

      BISHOP OF ELY

      KING HENRY V

      DUKE OF EXETER, his uncle

      EARL OF WESTMORLAND

      MONTJOY, the French ambassador and herald

      NYM

      BARDOLPH

      PISTOL

      MISTRESS QUICKLY, his wife

      BOY

      THE FRENCH KING

      THE DAUPHIN

      THE CONSTABLE OF FRANCE

      DUKE OF ORLEANS

      GOVERNOR OF HARFLEUR

      FLUELLEN, a captain in King Henry’s army

      KATHERINE, the French princess

      ALICE, her gentlewoman

      SIR THOMAS ERPINGHAM

      EARL OF SALISBURY

      DUKE OF YORK

      MONSIEUR LE FER

      DUKE OF BURGUNDY

       The CHORUS and other parts played by members of the company

On stage, a central metal tower, providing an upper acting level; four ammunition boxes; two side staircases; and a flag with the red cross of St George.

      SCENE ONE

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	A company of soldiers enters through the audience, singing.
	Music: ‘Brown Eyes’.
	The company then delivers the first CHORUS, divided (like the subsequent ones) between them.
CHORUS 1	(Taking the crown from one of the ammunition boxes.)
	O for a muse of fire, that would ascend
	The brightest heaven of invention:
CHORUS 2	A kingdom for a stage, princes to act,
	And monarchs to behold the swelling scene.
CHORUS 3	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.
CHORUS 4	But pardon, gentles all,
	The flat unraisèd spirits that hath dared
	On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
	So great an object.
CHORUS 5	Can this cock-pit hold
	The vasty fields of France? Or may we cram
	Within this wooden O the very casques
	That did affright the air at Agincourt?
CHORUS 6	O pardon: since a crookèd figure may
	Attest in little place a million,
	And let us, ciphers to this great account,
	On your imaginary forces work.
CHORUS 7	Suppose within the girdle of these walls
	Are now confined two mighty monarchies,
	Whose high uprearèd and abutting fronts
	The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder.
CHORUS 8	Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts:
CHORUS 9	Into a thousand parts divide one man,
	And make imaginary puissance.
CHORUS 10	Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them,
	Printing their proud hoofs i’th’ receiving earth;
CHORUS 11	For ’tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,
	Carry them here and there, jumping o’er times,
	Turning th’accomplishment of many years
	Into an hourglass;
CHORUS 12	For the which supply,
ALL	Admit us Chorus to this history,
CHORUS 13	Who Prologue-like your humble patience pray