| 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] |
1 Henry IV Overview (with theme analysis)