:14:02
We hope to make the sender
blush at it.
:14:06
Therefore, my lords,
omit no happy hour...
:14:10
that may give furtherance
to our expedition.
:14:12
For we have now no thought
in us but France,
:14:16
save those to God
that run before our business.
:14:20
Therefore, let every man
now task his thought...
:14:23
that this fair action
may on foot be brought.
:14:37
[Chorus] Now all the youth of
England are on fire...
:14:41
and silken dalliance
in the wardrobe lies.
:14:44
For now sits expectation
in the air...
:14:48
and hides a sword,
from hilts unto the point,
:14:52
with crowns imperial,
crowns and coronets...
:14:56
promised to Harry and his followers.
:15:07
[Meows]
:15:16
Well met, Corporal Nym.
:15:18
Good morrow,
Lieutenant Bardolph.
:15:22
[Cat meows]
[Sniffs]
:15:25
[Meows, paws running]
:15:28
What, are you and Ancient Pistol friends yet?
:15:32
For my part, I care not.
:15:36
I say little,
:15:38
but when time shall serve,
there shall be smiles.
:15:45
But that shall be as it may.
:15:47
Come, I will bestow a breakfast
to make you friends,
:15:51
and we'll be all three
sworn brothers to France.
:15:54
- Let it be so, good corporal.
- I will do as I may.
:15:58
It is certain, corporal, that Ancient
Pistol is married to Nell quickly.