SCENE VI. Another part of the field. The Life of King Henry the Fifth  Shakespeare homepage  |  Henry V  | Act 4, Scene 6 

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 Alarums. Enter KING HENRY and forces, EXETER, and others  KING HENRY V  Well have we done, thrice valiant countrymen: 

 But all's not done; yet keep the French the field. 

 EXETER  The Duke of York commends him to your majesty. 

 KING HENRY V  Lives he, good uncle? thrice within this hour 

 I saw him down; thrice up again and fighting; 

 From helmet to the spur all blood he was. 

 EXETER  In which array, brave soldier, doth he lie, 

 Larding the plain; and by his bloody side, 

 Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds, 

 The noble Earl of Suffolk also lies. 

 Suffolk first died: and York, all haggled over, 

 Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteep'd, 

 And takes him by the beard; kisses the gashes 

 That bloodily did spawn upon his face; 

 And cries aloud 'Tarry, dear cousin Suffolk! 

 My soul shall thine keep company to heaven; 

 Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly abreast, 

 As in this glorious and well-foughten field 

 We kept together in our chivalry!' 

 Upon these words I came and cheer'd him up: 

 He smiled me in the face, raught me his hand, 

 And, with a feeble gripe, says 'Dear my lord, 

 Commend my service to me sovereign.' 

 So did he turn and over Suffolk's neck 

 He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips; 

 And so espoused to death, with blood he seal'd 

 A testament of noble-ending love. 

 The pretty and sweet manner of it forced 

 Those waters from me which I would have stopp'd; 

 But I had not so much of man in me, 

 And all my mother came into mine eyes 

 And gave me up to tears. 

 KING HENRY V  I blame you not; 

 For, hearing this, I must perforce compound 

 With mistful eyes, or they will issue too. 



 Alarum  But, hark! what new alarum is this same? 

 The French have reinforced their scatter'd men: 

 Then every soldier kill his prisoners: 

 Give the word through. 



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