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    Act 4. Scene IV

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    SCENE IV. The field of battle.

    Alarum. Excursions. Enter PISTOL, French Soldier, and Boy
    PISTOL
    Yield, cur!

    French Soldier
    Je pense que vous etes gentilhomme de bonne qualite.

    PISTOL
    Qualtitie calmie custure me! Art thou a gentleman?
    what is thy name? discuss.

    French Soldier
    O Seigneur Dieu!

    PISTOL
    O, Signieur Dew should be a gentleman:
    Perpend my words, O Signieur Dew, and mark;
    O Signieur Dew, thou diest on point of fox,
    Except, O signieur, thou do give to me
    Egregious ransom.

    French Soldier
    O, prenez misericorde! ayez pitie de moi!

    PISTOL
    Moy shall not serve; I will have forty moys;
    Or I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat
    In drops of crimson blood.

    French Soldier
    Est-il impossible d'echapper la force de ton bras?

    PISTOL
    Brass, cur!
    Thou damned and luxurious mountain goat,
    Offer'st me brass?

    French Soldier
    O pardonnez moi!

    PISTOL
    Say'st thou me so? is that a ton of moys?
    Come hither, boy: ask me this slave in French
    What is his name.

    Boy
    Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?

    French Soldier
    Monsieur le Fer.

    Boy
    He says his name is Master Fer.

    PISTOL
    Master Fer! I'll fer him, and firk him, and ferret
    him: discuss the same in French unto him.

    Boy
    I do not know the French for fer, and ferret, and firk.

    PISTOL
    Bid him prepare; for I will cut his throat.

    French Soldier
    Que dit-il, monsieur?

    Boy
    Il me commande de vous dire que vous faites vous
    pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette
    heure de couper votre gorge.

    PISTOL
    Owy, cuppele gorge, permafoy,
    Peasant, unless thou give me crowns, brave crowns;
    Or mangled shalt thou be by this my sword.

    French Soldier
    O, je vous supplie, pour l'amour de Dieu, me
    pardonner! Je suis gentilhomme de bonne maison:
    gardez ma vie, et je vous donnerai deux cents ecus.

    PISTOL
    What are his words?

    Boy
    He prays you to save his life: he is a gentleman of
    a good house; and for his ransom he will give you

    two hundred crowns.

    PISTOL
    Tell him my fury shall abate, and I the crowns will take.

    French Soldier
    Petit monsieur, que dit-il?

    Boy
    Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de pardonner
    aucun prisonnier, neanmoins, pour les ecus que vous
    l'avez promis, il est content de vous donner la
    liberte, le franchisement.

    French Soldier
    Sur mes genoux je vous donne mille remercimens; et
    je m'estime heureux que je suis tombe entre les
    mains d'un chevalier, je pense, le plus brave,
    vaillant, et tres distingue seigneur
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