Exit King and the Lords. Manet, Hrry, Katherine, and the Gentlewoman.
Hate. Now Kate, you haue a blunt wooer here[5618][5619]
Left with you.
If I could win thee at leapfrog,25
Or with vawting with my armour on my backe,
Into my saddle,
Without brag be it spoken,
Ide make compare with any.
But leauing that Kate,30
If thou takest me now,
Thou shalt haue me at the worst:
And in wearing, thou shalt haue me better and better,
Thou shalt haue a face that is not worth sun-burning.
But doost thou thinke, that thou and I,35
Betweene Saint Denis,
And Saint George, shall get a boy,
That shall goe to Constantinople,
And take the great Turke by the beard, ha Kate?
Kate. Is it possible dat me sall40
Loue de enemie de France.
Harry. No Kate, tis vnpossible
You should loue the enemie of France:[5620]
For Kate, I loue France so well,
That Ile not leaue a Village,45
Ile haue it all mine: then Kate,
When France is mine,
And I am yours,
Then France is yours,
And you are mine.50
Kate. I cannot tell what is dat.
Harry. No Kate,
Why Ile tell it you in French,[5621]
Which will hang vpon my tongue, like a bride
On her new married Husband.55
Let me see, Saint Dennis be my speed.
Quan France et mon.
Kate. Dat is, when France is yours.
Harry. Et vous ettes amoy.
Kate. And I am to you.60
Harry. Douck France ettes a vous: