King Henry IV, Part I
| ACT V SCENE III | Plain between the camps. | |
| [ KING HENRY enters with his power. Alarum to the battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and SIR WALTER BLUNT ] | ||
| SIR WALTER BLUNT | What is thy name, that in the battle thus | |
| Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek | ||
| Upon my head? | ||
| EARL OF DOUGLAS | Know then, my name is Douglas; | |
| And I do haunt thee in the battle thus | 5 | |
| Because some tell me that thou art a king. | ||
| SIR WALTER BLUNT | They tell thee true. | |
| EARL OF DOUGLAS | The Lord of Stafford dear to-day hath bought | |
| Thy likeness, for instead of thee, King Harry, | ||
| This sword hath ended him: so shall it thee, | 10 | |
| Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner. | ||
| SIR WALTER BLUNT | I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot; | |
| And thou shalt find a king that will revenge | ||
| Lord Stafford’s death. | ||
| [ They fight. DOUGLAS kills SIR WALTER BLUNT. Enter HOTSPUR ] | ||
| HOTSPUR | O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus, | 15 |
| never had triumph’d upon a Scot. | ||
| EARL OF DOUGLAS | All’s done, all’s won; here breathless lies the king. | |
| HOTSPUR | Where? | |
| EARL OF DOUGLAS | Here. | |
| HOTSPUR | This, Douglas? no: I know this face full well: | 20 |
| A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt; | ||
| Semblably furnish’d like the king himself. | ||
| EARL OF DOUGLAS | A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes! | |
| A borrow’d title hast thou bought too dear: | ||
| Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king? | 25 | |
| HOTSPUR | The king hath many marching in his coats. | |
| EARL OF DOUGLAS | Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats; | |
| I’ll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece, | ||
| Until I meet the king. | ||
| HOTSPUR | Up, and away! | 30 |
| Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day. | ||
| [Exeunt] | ||
| [Alarum. Enter FALSTAFF, solus] | ||
| FALSTAFF | Though I could ‘scape shot-free at London, I fear | |
| the shot here; here’s no scoring but upon the pate. | ||
| Soft! who are you? Sir Walter Blunt: there’s honour | ||
| for you! here’s no vanity! I am as hot as moulten | 35 | |
| lead, and as heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I | ||
| need no more weight than mine own bowels. I have | ||
| led my ragamuffins where they are peppered: there’s | ||
| not three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and | ||
| they are for the town’s end, to beg during life. | 40 | |
| But who comes here? | ||
| [Enter PRINCE HENRY] | ||
| PRINCE HENRY | What, stand’st thou idle here? lend me thy sword: | |
| Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff | ||
| Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies, | ||
| Whose deaths are yet unrevenged: I prithee, | 45 | |
| lend me thy sword. | ||
| FALSTAFF | O Hal, I prithee, give me leave to breathe awhile. | |
| Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms as I have | ||
| done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure. | ||
| PRINCE HENRY | He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. I prithee, | 50 |
| lend me thy sword. | ||
| FALSTAFF | Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get’st | |
| not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt. | ||
| PRINCE HENRY | Give it to me: what, is it in the case? | |
| FALSTAFF | Ay, Hal; ’tis hot, ’tis hot; there’s that will sack a city. | 55 |
| [ PRINCE HENRY draws it out, and finds it to be a bottle of sack ] | ||
| PRINCE HENRY | What, is it a time to jest and dally now? | |
| [He throws the bottle at him. Exit] | ||
| FALSTAFF | Well, if Percy be alive, I’ll pierce him. If he do | |
| come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come in his | ||
| willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like | ||
| not such grinning honour as Sir Walter hath: give me | 60 | |
| life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes | ||
| unlooked for, and there’s an end. | ||
| [Exit FALSTAFF] | ||
Continue to Henry IV, Part I, Act 5, Scene 4