Scene opens and discovers the interior of a French tent, with the Dauphin, the Constable, Orleans, and others, playing at dice.
Dau. Will it never be day?
Con. I would it were morning; for I would fain be about the ears of the English.
Dau. Who will go to hazard with me for twenty English prisoners?
Orl. The prince longs to eat the English.
Con. Would it were day! Alas, poor Harry of England! he longs not for the dawning, as we do.
Dau. If the English had any apprehension, they would run away.
Con. That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.
Dau. Foolish curs, that run winking into the mouth of a Russian bear, and have their heads crushed like rotten apples! You may as well say,—that’s a valiant flea, that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.
Con. Just, just: give them great meals of beef, and iron and steel, they will eat like wolves, and fight like devils.