I warrant it is to knight you, Captain.
I'm sure it's to give you a knighthood, Captain.
I bet the King's going to make you a knight, Captain.
he's gonna knight you
God’s will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech you now, come apace to
the King. There is more good toward you peradventure than is in your
knowledge to dream of.
God's will and his pleasure, Captain, I beg you now, come quickly to the King. There is more good fortune coming your way than you could possibly imagine.
By God's will, Captain, come on, let's go to the King right now. You have no idea what good things are heading your way.
go to the king NOW you have no idea what's coming
Sir, know you this glove?
Sir, do you recognize this glove?
Sir, do you know whose glove this is?
whose glove is it?
Know the glove! I know the glove is a glove.
Recognize the glove? Well, I understand that a glove is indeed a glove.
Know the glove? Well, I can tell you that a glove is definitely a glove.
a glove is a glove
I know this; and thus I challenge it.
I recognize it; and therefore I challenge you.
I know it; and so I'm challenging you to fight.
i know it i'm challenging you
’Sblood! an arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in
France, or in England!
By God's blood! a complete and utter traitor such as exists anywhere in the world, or in France, or in England!
God's blood! You're a complete traitor—one of the worst anyone could find anywhere in the world!
you're a traitor! worst kind there is
How now, sir! you villain!
What's going on now, sir! you villain!
What is this, sir! you scoundrel!
what's happening here you scoundrel!
Do you think I’ll be forsworn?
Do you think I'll break my sworn word?
You think I won't keep my oath?
you think i'd break my word?
Stand away, Captain Gower. I will give treason his payment into plows,
I warrant you.
Step back, Captain Gower. I will give this traitor what he deserves, I warrant you.
Get back, Captain Gower. I'm going to teach this traitor a lesson, that's for sure.
move back gower i'm gonna deal with this traitor
I am no traitor.
I am not a traitor.
I'm no traitor.
i'm not a traitor
That’s a lie in thy throat. I charge you in his Majesty’s name,
apprehend him; he’s a friend of the Duke Alençon’s.
That's a lie right out of your mouth. I charge you in his Majesty's name, arrest him; he is a supporter of the Duke Alençon's.
You're lying through your teeth. By the King's authority, I'm telling you to arrest him; he's working for Alençon.
that's a lie i'm arresting you you work for alençon
Shakespeare's casualty figures — ten thousand French dead, twenty-five English — are drawn from contemporary chronicles and are broadly consistent with historical estimates, though modern historians have revised both numbers. The French losses were certainly catastrophic; English losses were remarkably light. What Shakespeare does with the numbers is theatrical: he lists the French noble dead by name ('here was a royal fellowship of death'), building toward the English number, which arrives as something almost impossible to believe. Exeter's 'It is wonderful' is the only possible response. Henry's immediate order — no boasting, credit only to God — converts the miracle into a theological event. The audience is not meant to disbelieve the numbers; they are meant to feel what Henry feels: gratitude and vertigo.
How now, how now! what’s the matter?
What is happening here? What is the problem?
What's going on? What's the issue?
what's happening?
My lord of Warwick, here is—praised be God for it!—a most contagious
treason come to light, look you, as you shall desire in a summer’s day.
Here is his Majesty.
My lord of Warwick, here is—praise God for it!—a most dangerous treason come to light, look you, such as you would wish to see on a summer's day. Here is his Majesty.
Warwick, here is—thank God!—a serious case of treason that's come out, the kind of thing you'd want to see happen. Here comes the King.
warwick look treason! the king's here
How now! what’s the matter?
What is happening? What is wrong?
What's going on? What's the matter?
what's going on?
My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that, look your Grace, has
struck the glove which your Majesty is take out of the helmet of
Alençon.
Your majesty, here is a scoundrel and a traitor who has struck the glove that your Majesty took from Alençon's helmet.
Your majesty, this is a villain and a traitor who hit the guy wearing the glove that you took from Alençon's helmet.
your majesty this guy's a traitor he hit the glove guy
My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of it; and he that I
gave it to in change promis’d to wear it in his cap. I promis’d to
strike him, if he did. I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I
have been as good as my word.
Your majesty, this was my glove; here is its pair; and the one I gave it to in exchange promised to wear it in his cap. I promised to strike him if he did. I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have kept my word.
Your majesty, that was my glove; here's its match; and I gave it to someone who promised he'd wear it in his cap. I swore I'd hit him if he did. I found this guy wearing my glove, so I hit him like I said I would.
that's my glove i gave it to him he wore it i hit him i kept my word
Your Majesty hear now, saving your Majesty’s manhood, what an arrant,
rascally, beggarly, lousy knave it is. I hope your Majesty is pear me
testimony and witness, and will avouchment, that this is the glove of
Alençon that your Majesty is give me; in your conscience, now?
Your majesty, hear now, with respect to your majesty's honor, what a scoundrel, rascally, miserable, lousy knave this is. I hope your majesty will bear me witness and confirm that this is the glove of Alençon that your majesty gave me; don't you agree?
Your majesty, listen, and with all respect for you, this guy is a worthless, nasty, lousy coward. I hope you'll back me up and confirm that this is the glove from Alençon that you gave me; isn't that right?
this guy's a coward you gave me this glove right?
Give me thy glove, soldier. Look, here is the fellow of it.
’Twas I, indeed, thou promisedst to strike;
And thou hast given me most bitter terms.
Give me your glove, soldier. Look, here is the matching one. It was actually I whom you promised to strike; and you have spoken very harsh words to me.
Give me your glove, soldier. Look, here's the one that matches. I'm the one you said you'd fight; and you've been pretty rude to me.
give me the glove that one's mine i'm the one you promised to hit
An it please your Majesty, let his neck answer for it, if there is any
martial law in the world.
If it please your majesty, his neck should pay for it, if military law counts for anything.
If it please you, your majesty, he should hang for this, if military law means anything.
he should be executed if military law matters
How canst thou make me satisfaction?
How can you make amends to me?
How can you make this right?
how will you fix this?
All offences, my lord, come from the heart. Never came any from mine
that might offend your Majesty.
All wrongs, my lord, come from the heart. None that I have done came from a sinful heart that would offend your majesty.
All real wrongs come from the heart, my lord. I didn't do anything to you that came from a bad place or that would actually offend you.
real wrongs come from the heart i didn't mean to offend you
It was ourself thou didst abuse.
You abused my own self.
You disrespected me personally.
you disrespected me
Your Majesty came not like yourself. You appear’d to me but as a common
man; witness the night, your garments, your lowliness; and what your
Highness suffer’d under that shape, I beseech you take it for your own
fault and not mine; for had you been as I took you for, I made no
offence; therefore, I beseech your Highness, pardon me.
Your majesty did not appear as yourself. You looked to me like an ordinary man; the night confirms it, your clothing, your humble manner; and what your highness suffered while wearing that disguise, I beg you, blame yourself for it and not me; for had you seemed to be what you actually were, I would not have done wrong; therefore I beg your highness to pardon me.
Your majesty, you didn't look like royalty. To me you seemed like just a regular guy—the darkness, your clothes, the way you acted—all of it made you look ordinary. Whatever happened to you in that disguise, I'm asking you to take responsibility, not blame me. If you'd looked like the king, I wouldn't have done anything wrong. So please forgive me.
you didn't look like the king you looked like a regular guy i didn't know please forgive me
Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,
And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;
And wear it for an honour in thy cap
Till I do challenge it. Give him his crowns;
And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.
Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with gold coins and give it to this fellow. Keep it, soldier; and wear it as an honor in your cap until I demand it back. Give him his reward; and, captain, you must become friends with him.
Here, uncle Exeter, stuff some money into this glove and give it to him. Keep it, soldier; wear it as a mark of honor in your cap until I ask for it back. Give him the reward; and captain, you two need to make peace now.
fill this glove with gold give it to him wear it as an honor become friends
By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle enough in his belly.
Hold, there is twelve pence for you; and I pray you to serve God, and
keep you out of prawls, and prabbles, and quarrels, and dissensions,
and, I warrant you, it is the better for you.
By this day and this light, the fellow has true courage in his belly. Here, take twelve pence from me; and I urge you to serve God and keep yourself out of fights and brawls and quarrels and disagreements, and I promise you, it will be better for you.
By this day and this moment, this guy's got real guts. Here's some money for you; and I'm telling you to follow God and stay out of fights and arguments and quarrels, and I'm sure it'll be better for you.
you got guts take this money stay away from fights serve god
The resolution of the Williams subplot says more about Henry than the St. Crispin's speech does. Henry could have punished Williams — the man struck a soldier whom Henry had told to wear a glove, making the strike technically treason. Instead, Henry rewards him. Williams's defense ('you didn't come as yourself') is accepted as valid. The glove is filled with gold. Henry's generosity here is the thing he promised in the Crispin speech: every man who fought with him is his brother. But it is also something more personal — Henry recognizes that Williams was right in the argument they had the night before, and that a king who wants honest men in his army cannot punish them for being honest. The reward is Henry keeping the promise implicit in the disguise.
I will none of your money.
I don't want your money.
I won't take your money.
i don't want it
It is with a good will; I can tell you, it will serve you to mend your
shoes. Come, wherefore should you be so pashful? Your shoes is not so
good. ’Tis a good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.
It's offered in good faith; I'm telling you, it will help you repair your shoes. Come on, why are you being so stubborn? Your shoes aren't in great condition. It's good money, I promise you, or I will exchange it.
It's given with good intentions; trust me, it'll help you fix your shoes. Come on, don't be so difficult. Your shoes are pretty beat up. It's good money, I swear, or I'll swap it for something else.
take it use it for your shoes they're falling apart
Now, herald, are the dead numb’red?
Now, herald, have you counted the dead?
Herald, have you finished counting our casualties?
have you counted the dead?
Here is the number of the slaught’red French.
Here is the count of the slaughtered French.
Here's how many French soldiers were killed.
french casualty count
What prisoners of good sort are taken, uncle?
What important prisoners have been captured, uncle?
Uncle, what high-ranking prisoners did we take?
who did we capture?
Charles Duke of Orleans, nephew to the King;
John Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Boucicault:
Of other lords and barons, knights and squires,
Full fifteen hundred, besides common men.
We captured Charles, the Duke of Orleans, who is the King's nephew; John, the Duke of Bourbon; and Lord Boucicault. Beyond these three, we have about fifteen hundred other nobles of various ranks—lords, barons, knights and squires—not even counting the common soldiers.
We took Charles Duke of Orleans, the King's nephew; John Duke of Bourbon; and Lord Boucicault. Plus around fifteen hundred other high-ranking nobles—lords, barons, knights and squires—besides all the regular soldiers.
captured: charles duke of orleans john duke of bourbon lord boucicault plus 1500 nobles plus common soldiers
This note doth tell me of ten thousand French
That in the field lie slain; of princes, in this number,
And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead
One hundred twenty-six; added to these,
Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,
Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,
Five hundred were but yesterday dubb’d knights;
So that, in these ten thousand they have lost,
There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries;
The rest are princes, barons, lords, knights, squires,
And gentlemen of blood and quality.
The names of those their nobles that lie dead:
Charles Delabreth, High Constable of France;
Jacques of Chatillon, Admiral of France;
The master of the Crossbows, Lord Rambures;
Great Master of France, the brave Sir Guichard Dauphin,
John, Duke of Alençon, Anthony, Duke of Brabant,
The brother to the Duke of Burgundy,
And Edward, Duke of Bar; of lusty earls,
Grandpré and Roussi, Fauconbridge and Foix,
Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale.
Here was a royal fellowship of death!
Where is the number of our English dead?
This note tells me that ten thousand French soldiers lie slain in the field; of princes and nobles bearing flags in that number, one hundred twenty-six are dead; adding to this: of knights, squires, and fine gentlemen, eight thousand four hundred; five hundred of these were made knights just yesterday; so of all these ten thousand slain, only sixteen hundred were common soldiers; the rest were of noble rank—princes, barons, lords, knights, squires, and gentlemen of good blood. The names of their dead nobles: Charles Delabreth, High Constable of France; Jacques of Chatillon, Admiral of France; the master of the Crossbows, Lord Rambures; the Great Master of France, brave Sir Guichard Dauphin; John, Duke of Alençon; Anthony, Duke of Brabant; the brother of the Duke of Burgundy; and Edward, Duke of Bar; among the spirited earls: Grandpré and Roussi, Fauconbridge and Foix, Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale. Here was a royal fellowship brought to death! How many English soldiers have we lost?
According to this report, we killed ten thousand French soldiers; of their nobility and standard-bearers in that count, one hundred twenty-six are dead; in addition, eight thousand four hundred knights, squires, and gentlemen were killed; five hundred of them had only just been made knights yesterday; so out of these ten thousand dead, only sixteen hundred were ordinary soldiers; the rest were people of rank—princes, barons, lords, knights, squires, and well-born gentlemen. Their dead nobles include: Charles Delabreth, High Constable of France; Jacques of Chatillon, Admiral of France; the Crossbow Commander, Lord Rambures; the Great Master of France, Sir Guichard Dauphin; John, Duke of Alençon; Anthony, Duke of Brabant; the brother of the Duke of Burgundy; and Edward, Duke of Bar; along with brave earls: Grandpré and Roussi, Fauconbridge and Foix, Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale. Such a massive loss of noble lives! How many English soldiers did we lose?
10000 french dead 126 nobles 8400 knights & gentlemen 500 just made knights yesterday only 1600 common soldiers rest were nobles many names so many dead nobles how many english dead?
Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk,
Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam, esquire;
None else of name; and of all other men
But five and twenty.—O God, thy arm was here;
And not to us, but to thy arm alone,
Ascribe we all! When, without stratagem,
But in plain shock and even play of battle,
Was ever known so great and little loss
On one part and on the other? Take it, God,
For it is none but thine!
Edward, the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk, Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam, esquire; None else of name; and of all the other men but twenty-five. O God, your arm was present here; and not to us, but to your arm alone, do we give all credit! When, without strategy, but in plain direct battle and fair fighting, was there ever such great and small loss on one side and on the other? Take it, God, for it is nothing but yours!
Edward, the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk, Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam, esquire— those are the only famous men we lost, and then just twenty-five other soldiers. God, your hand was here! This wasn't our doing at all—it was all you. When, with no tricks or strategies, just plain fighting, who ever saw such a huge difference in losses? So many French, so few of us. This is all God's doing.
only high nobles lost and 25 soldiers god was here no strategy just battle so many french so few us this is gods work
’Tis wonderful!
It is wonderful!
That's incredible!
wow thats wild
Come, go we in procession to the village;
And be it death proclaimed through our host
To boast of this or take that praise from God
Which is His only.
Come, let us go in procession to the village; and let it be announced throughout our army that anyone who boasts about this victory or takes credit that belongs only to God will face death.
Let's all go together to the village in a procession; and spread the word through the army that if anyone brags about winning or takes credit that only God deserves, they'll be executed.
go to the village don't boast about the win it's god's doing or you die
Is it not lawful, an please your Majesty, to tell how many is kill’d?
Is it not allowed, if it please your majesty, to mention how many have been killed?
Is it okay, if you don't mind, to talk about how many people died?
can we talk about the death count?
Yes, Captain; but with this acknowledgment,
That God fought for us.
Yes, Captain; with the important understanding that the victory came through God's assistance.
Yes, Captain; but you have to remember that God won this for us.
yes but god won this
Yes, my conscience, He did us great good.
In my conscience, yes, he did us great service.
Absolutely, in my heart I know he helped us tremendously.
god definitely helped us
Do we all holy rites.
Let there be sung _Non nobis_ and _Te Deum_,
The dead with charity enclos’d in clay,
And then to Calais; and to England then,
Where ne’er from France arriv’d more happy men.
Let us perform all holy rites. Let the hymns Non nobis and Te Deum be sung; let the dead rest in peace in the earth; and then to Calais; and then to England, where never from France has arrived a more blessed group of men.
Let's do all the religious ceremonies. We'll sing Non nobis and Te Deum; we'll bury the dead respectfully; then we'll go to Calais; and then back to England, where we'll return as the most blessed and fortunate men ever to come from France.
sing non nobis & te deum bury the dead go to calais then home to england we're blessed
The Reckoning
The glove trick resolves with more grace than Williams probably expected. His argument — 'you appeared to me as a common man' — is accepted; he's rewarded rather than punished. Then comes the casualty count, which is the emotional climax of Agincourt: ten thousand French dead, twenty-five English. Henry gives God the credit, orders no boasting on pain of death, and closes the act with 'Non nobis' and 'Te Deum.' The scene moves from comedy to awe in about sixty lines.
If this happened today…
After the upset win, the CEO who disguised himself the night before calls in the junior employee who argued with him. Instead of firing him, he gives him a promotion and says, 'You were right to hold me to my word.' Then the company releases the numbers: competitor lost 800 people in the reorganization; they lost two. He tells everyone: 'Don't put this on LinkedIn. No victory laps. This goes to the whole team, not to us.'