《亨利五世 Henry V 1944》英中字幕.doc

亨利五世 henry v 1944英中字幕 制作：沈金河()chorus vocalizingrchestra tuningfanfareband beginsbarker shoutingwoman sweet china oranges !man #1 ale and sweet berry !- man #2 nuts ! - man #1 ale and sweet bananas !scattered applause- band stops - audience chatteringhornscattered applauseo for a muse of fire.that would ascend the brightest heaven of inventiona kingdom for a stage, princes to act.cheering and monarchs to behold the swelling scene !then should the warlike harry, like himself, assume the port of mars.and at his heels, leashed in like hounds.would famine, sword and fire crouch for employmentbut pardon, gentles all, the flat, unraised spirits.that hath dared on this unworthy scaffold.to bring forth so great an objectcan this cockpit hold the vasty fields of france ?or may we cram within this wooden o.the very casques that did affright the air at agincourt ?on your imaginary forces worksuppose within the girdle of these walls.are now confined two mighty monarchies.whose high upreared and abutting fronts.the perilous narrow ocean parts asunderpiece out our imperfections with your thoughtsthink when we talk of horses that you will see them.printing their proud hoofs in the receiving earthfor tis your thoughts that now must deck our kingscarry them here and there, jumping oer timesturning the accomplishment of many o an hourglassfor the which supply, admit me chorus to this history.who prologue-like your humble patience pray.gently to hearkindly to judge our play- band begins - applauseapplauseshouting, applause continuesband stopsmy lord, ill tell youthat same bill is urged.which in the 11th year of the last kings reign.was likely to have been against us passed.but that the scambling and unquiet times.did push it out of further questionbut how, my lord,shall we resist it now ?it must be thought on.if it pass against us.we lose the better half of our possessionfor all those temporal lands which men devout by testament.have given to the church would they strip from usthus runs the bill- this would drink deep. - it would drink the cup and allbut what prevention ?the king is full of grace and fair regardand a true lover of the holy churchthe courses of his youth promised it notsince his addiction was to courses vainhis companies unlettered,rude and shallowhis hours filled up with banquets, riots, sports.and never noted in him any studyand so the prince obscured his contemplations.under the veil of wildnesswhich grew, no doubt, like the sumer grass, fastest by nightthe breath no sooner left his fathers body.but that the wildness,mortified in himseemed to die too- sir john falstaff- - cheeringand all his company along with him.he banished.booingand on pain of death not to come near his person.- angry murmuring - by ten milesyea, at that very moment, consideration like an angel came.and whipped the offending adam out of himnever was such a sudden scholar madenever came reformation in a flood.as in this kingwe are blessed in the change- man“we are blessed in the change” ! - laughterbut how now for mitigation of this bill urged by the comons ?doth his majesty incline to it or no ?he seems indifferentor rather swaying more upon our partfor i have made an offer to his majesty.as touching france, to give a greater sum than ever at one time.the clergy yet did to his predecessors part withalhow did this offerseem received ?with good acceptance of his majestysave that there was not time enough to hearas i perceived his grace would fain have doneof his true title to some certain dukedoms.and generally to the crown and seat of france.derived from edward,his great grandfatherwhat was the impediment that broke this off ?the french ambassador upon that instant craved audience-laughterand i think the hour is come to give him hearingis it 4:oo ?bell rings three timesbell rings once- it is. - then go we in to hear his embassy.which i could with a ready guess declare.before the frenchman speak a word of itill wait upon you,and i long to hear itlaughter, applausefanfarerumbeatscoughsfanfare continueswhere is my gracious lord of canterbury ?- not here in presence. - send for him, good uncleman shall we call in the ambassador, my liege ?henry v not yet, my cousin,we would be resolved.before we hear him, of some things of weight that task our thoughts.concerning us and francegod and his angels guard your sacred throne.and make you long become itsure we thank youaudience laughsmy learned lord, we pray you to proceed.and justly and religiously unfold why the law salic.that they have in france.or should, nor should not,bar us in our claimwe charge you, in the name of god.take heed how you awake the sleeping sword of warfor never two such kingdoms did contend without much fall of blood.whose guiltless drops do make such waste in brief mortalitythen hear me, gracious sovereign,and you peers.that owe your lives,your faith, your services.to this imperial thronethere is no bar to make against your highness claim to france.but this, which they produce from pharamond：“in terram salicam mulieres ne succedant.”“no woman shall succeed in salic land.”which salic land the french unjustly gloze to be the realm of franceyet their own authors faithfully affirm.that the land salic lies in germany.between the floods of sala and of elbe.where charles the greathaving subdued the saxonsthere left behind and settled certain french.who, holding in disdain the german women.for some dishonest mannersof their life- established there this law：- laughterto wit, no female should be inheritrix in salic land.which is this day in germany called meisenthen doth it well appear.the salic law was not devised for the realm of francenor did the french possess the salic land.until 401 and 20 years.after defunction of king- laughter - pharamondidly supposed the founder of this lawking pepin, which deposed childeric.did, as heir general, being descended.- laughter - of.blithild, laughterwhich was daughter to-laughterking clothair, made claim and title to the throne of francelaughter hugh capet also.which usurped the crown of- laughter - of charles, the duke of lorrainesole heir male of the true line and stock of-laughterof charles the great.could not keep quiet in his consciencewearing the crown of france, till satisfied.that fair- that fair-that fair-queen lsabel, his grandmotherwas lineal of the lady- of the lady-of the lady-of the lady ermengarddaughter to charles, the foresaid duke of lorraineso that, as clear as is the sumer sunall hold in right and title of the femaleso do the kings of france unto this dayhowbeit they would hold up this salic law.to bar your highness claiming from the female-may i with right and conscience make this claim ?the sin upon my head,dread sovereign !for in the book of numbers it is writ：when the son die,let the inheritance.descend unto the daughtergracious lord,stand for your ownlook back into your mighty ancestorsgo to your great-grandsires tomb from whom you claiminvoke his warlike spirit.and your great-uncles,edward the black princeyour brother kings and monarchs of the earth expect.that you should rouse yourself as did the former lions of your bloodthey know your grace hath cause and means and mightso hath your highnessnever king of england had nobles richer or more loyal subjects.whose hearts have left their bodies here in england and lie in franceoh, let their bodies follow, my dear liegewith blood and sword and fire to win your rightin aid whereof we of the spiritualty.will raise your highness such a mighty sum.as never did the clergy at one time bring in to any of your ancestors- call in the messengers sent from the dauphin. - fanfarenow are we well resolved,and by gods help and yoursthe noble sinews of our powerfrance being ours, well bend it to our awe.or lay these bones in an unworthy urn.tombless, with no remembrance over themfanfarescattered applausenow are we well prepared to know the pleasure of our fair cousin dauphinfor we hear your greeting is from him, not from the kingmay it please your majesty to give us leavefreely to render what we have in chargeor shall we sparingly show you.far off the dauphins meaning and our embassy ?we are no tyrant, but a christian kingtherefore with frank and uncurbed plainness tell us the dauphins mindthus, then, in fewyour highness, lately sending into france.did claim some certain dukedoms.in the right of your great predecessor, king edward the thirdin answer to which claim, the prince our master says.that you savor too much of your youthhe therefore sends you,fitter for your studythis tun of treasure.and, in lieu of this, desires you let the dukedoms that you claim.hear no more of youthis the dauphin speakswhat treasure, uncle ?tennis balls, my liegeaudience murmuringwe are the glad the dauphin is so pleasant with ushis present and your pains we thank you forwhen we have matched our rackets to these ballswe will in france, by gods grace, play a set.shall strike his fathers crown into the hazard !tell him he hath made a match with such a wrangler.that all the courts of france will be disturbed with chasesand we understand him well, how he comes oer us with our wilder days-not measuring what use we made of them. -laughterbut tell the dauphin we will keep our statebe like a king and show our sail of greatnesswhen we do rouse us in our throne of franceand tell the pleasant prince this mock of his.hath turned these balls to gun-stonesand his soul shall stand sore-charged for the wasteful vengeance.that shall fly with themfor many a thousand widows shall this his mock.mock out of their dear husbandsmock mothers from their sons, mock castles downaye, some are yet ungotten and unborn.that shall have cause to curse the dauphins scornbut this lies all within the will of godto whom we do appeal, and in whose name tell you the dauphin.we are coming on to venge us as we may.and to put forth our rightful claim in a well-hallowed causeso get you hence in peace and tell the dauphin.his jest will savor but of shallow witwhen thousands weep.more than did laugh at itconvey them with safe conduct. fare you wellthis was a merry messagewe hope to make the sender blush at ittherefore, let our proportions for these wars be soon collectedand all things thought upon that may with reasonable swiftness.add more feathers to our wingsfor, god before, well check this dauphin at his fathers doorapplausebandnow all the youth of england are on fireand silken dalliance in the wardrobe liesnow thrive the armorersand honors thought reigns solely in the breast of every manthey sell the pasture now to buy the horsefollowing the mirror of all christian kings.with winged heels, as english mercuriesfor now sits expectation in the airand hides a sword, from hilts unto the pointwith crowns imperial, crowns and coronetspromised to harry and his followerslinger your patience on, for, if we maywell not offend one stomach with our playapplauseaudience chatteringthunder rumblingrain pattering, thunder continuesfanfareapplausescattered applauseaudience gasps, murmurs- well met, corporal nym. - laughteroh, good morrow, lieutenant bardolphwhat, are ensign pistol and you friends yet ?for my part, i care not. i say little, but when time shall serve-i will bestow a breakfast to make you friendsand well all go three sworn brothers to france- let it be so, corporal nym. - well, i cannot telloh, it is certain, corporal, that hes married to nell quicklyand certainly she did you wrong, for you were betrothed to herthings must be as they may,men may sleepthey may have their throats about em at that time- some say knives have edges. - oh !well, i cannot tellhere comes pistol and his wife.good corporal, good corporal,be patient herecheeringhow now, mine host pistol ?- base tyke. - laughtercallst thou me host ?- now by this hand,i swear i scorn the title. - laughter continuesnor shall my nell keep lodgersnell no, by my troth, not longfor we cannot lodge and board a dozen or 14 gentlewomen.that live honestly by the prick of their needles, but itll be a thought.we keep a bawdy house, straight. laughso hound of crete, thinkst thou my spouse to get ? laughsi have and i will hold my honey queen and theres enough. go toi would prick your guts a little, and thats the truth of itscreams well-a-day,lady, we shall have willful murder and adultery comittedgood corporal, good lieutenant, offer nothing herepish ! pish to thee, lceland dog !thou prick-eared cur of lceland !good corporal nym, show thy valor.put up thy swordi will cut thy throat one time or other in fair termsi can take !now pistols cock is upand flashing fire will followhear me ! hear me what i say !he that strikes the first stroke, ill run him up to the hiltsas im a s-s-soldier- an oath of mickle might, and fury shall abate. - laughtermine host pistol, you must come to sir john falstaffand you, hostess. hes very sick and would to bedgood bardolph, put thy nose between his sheets and do the office of a warming pan- away, you rogue! - faith, hes very illby my troth, the king hath killed his heartgood husband, come home presentlycome. shall i makeyou two friends ?we must to france togetherwhy the devil should we keep knives to cut one anothers throats ?let floods oerswell and fiends for food howl onyoull pay me the eight shillings i won off you at betting ?base is the slave that paysnow that i will have. thats the humor of itas manhood shall compound. push home !by this swordhe that makes the first thrust, ill kill himby this s-s-sword i will- a s-s-sword is an oath, - laughterand oaths must have their placecorporal nym, an thou will be friends, be friendsan thou wilt not, why then, be enemies with me too. prithee, put upas ever you come of women,come quickly to sir johnhes so shaked of a burning quotidian feverits lamentable to beholdsweet men, come to him- the king hath run bad humors on the knight. - nym, thou hast spoke the righthis heart is fracted and corroboratethe king is a good king, but it must be as it may. he passes some humorslet us condole the knightfor, lambkins, we will liveapplausecheeringlinger your patience on.and well digest the abuse of distanceforce a playthe king is set from londonand the scene is now transported, gentlesto southamptonthere is the playhouse nowthere must you sitand thence to france shall we convey you safe.and bring you back,charming the narrow seas.to give you gentle passbut here, till thenunto southampton do we change our scenesinging in latinpeople singing in latinarchbishop amennow sits the wind fairuncle of exeter, set free the man comitted yesterday.that railed against our personwe consider it was the heat of wine that set him onand, on his wiser thought, we pardon himthats mercy,but too much securitylet him be punished, sovereign, lest example breed, by his sufferancemore of such a kindlet us yet be mercifulwe doubt not now but every rub is smoothed on our way- then forth, dear countrymen. - men cheerlet us deliver our puissance into the hand of godputting it straight in expedition- cheerly to sea, - men cheer- the signs of war advance. - men cheerno king of england, if not king of france !chorus still be kindand eke out our performance.with your mindgod save thy grace, king halmy royal halgod save thee, my sweet boymy king, my jove, i speak to thee my hearthenrys voice i know thee not, old manfall to thy prayershow ill white hairs become a fool and jesteri have long dreamed of such a kind of manso surfeit swelled, so old and so profanebut being awaked i do despise my dreamreply not to me with a foolish jestpresume not that i am the thing i wasfor god doth know, so shall the world perceive.that i have turned away my former selfso shall i those that kept me companyprithee, honey, sweet husbandlet me bring thee to stainesno, for my manly heart doth yearnbardolph, be blithe.nym, rouse thy vaunting veinsboy, bristle thy courage upfor falstaff, he is deadand we must yearn thereforeboy well, sir john is gone.god be with himwould i were with him,wheresomeer he iseither in heaven or in hellnay, hes not in hellhes in arthurs bosom,if ever man went to arthurs bosomhe made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child00:33:29,371 - 00:33:32,502een at the turning of the tidewhen i saw him fumble with the sheetsplay with flowers and smile upon his finger endsi knew there was no way but onefor his nose was as sharp as a penand he babbled of green fields“how now, sir john ?” quoth i“what, man ? be of good cheer.”so he cried out“god ! god ! god !”three or four timesand i, to comfort him, bid him he should not think on godi hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yetso he bad