Kuningas Henrik Viides
1600
Kuningas Henrik Viides
1600
Translated by Paavo Emil Cajander
A historical play written in the late 16th century. This work portrays the events surrounding King Henry V of England, particularly his claims to the French throne and the ensuing conflicts that culminate in the famous Battle of Agincourt. The main character, King Henry V, is depicted as a strong and determined leader striving to prove his worth as a king, as he grapples with the complexities of war, honor, and duty. The opening of the play begins with a prologue delivered by a Chorus, inviting the audience to imagine the vast scenes of conflict that will unfold. It highlights the significance of the English throne and the tensions with France, setting the stage for the drama to come. The first act introduces key characters, including Canterbury and Ely, who discuss political matters regarding the king and his ambitions. As King Henry confronts political intrigues and prepares for war, the opening portion creates a rich backdrop of loyalty, betrayal, and the heavy responsibilities of leadership that Henry must navigate on his path to kingship.
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“From this day to the ending of the world,But we in it shall be remembered-We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;For he to-day that sheds his blood with meShall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,This day shall gentle his condition;And gentlemen in England now-a-bedShall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaksThat fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.””
— William Shakespeare
“Thine face is not worth sunburning.””
— William Shakespeare
“All things are ready, if our mind be so.””
— William Shakespeare
“Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;Or close the wall up with our English dead.In peace there's nothing so becomes a manAs modest stillness and humility:But when the blast of war blows in our ears,Then imitate the action of the tiger;Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;Let pry through the portage of the headLike the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm itAs fearfully as doth a galled rockO'erhang and jutty his confounded base,Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,Hold hard the breath and bend up every spiritTo his full height. On, on, you noblest English.Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,Have in these parts from morn till even foughtAnd sheathed their swords for lack of argument:Dishonour not your mothers; now attestThat those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.Be copy now to men of grosser blood,And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,Whose limbs were made in England, show us hereThe mettle of your pasture; let us swearThat you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;For there is none of you so mean and base,That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:Follow your spirit, and upon this chargeCry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!””
— William Shakespeare
“Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.””
— William Shakespeare
“When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. ””
— William Shakespeare
“Men of few words are the best men."(3.2.41)””
— William Shakespeare
“You have witchcraft in your lips, there is more eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in the tongues of the French council; and they shouldsooner persuade Harry of England than a general petition of monarchs.””
— William Shakespeare
“In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility; but when the blast of war blows in our ears, then imitate the action of the tiger; stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, disguise fair nature with hard-favor'd rage.””
— William Shakespeare
