Enter three soldiers, John Bates, Alexander Court and Michael Williams.
COURT.
Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which breaks yonder?
BATES.
I think it be; but we have no great cause to desire the approach of day.
WILLIAMS.
We see yonder the beginning of the day, but I think we shall never see the end of it. Who goes there?
KING HENRY.
A friend.
WILLIAMS.
Under what captain serve you?
KING HENRY.
Under Sir Thomas Erpingham.
WILLIAMS.
A good old commander and a most kind gentleman. I pray you, what thinks he of our estate?
KING HENRY.
Even as men wreck’d upon a sand, that look to be wash’d off the next tide.
BATES.
He hath not told his thought to the King?