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  • Title: Henry V (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: James D. Mardock
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-409-7

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: James D. Mardock
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    Henry V (Folio 1, 1623)

    Alarum. Enter the King and his trayne,
    with Prisoners.
    2485King. Well haue we done, thrice-valiant Countrimen,
    But all's not done, yet keepe the French the field.
    Exe. The D. of Y ork commends him to your Maiesty
    King. Liues he good Vnckle: thrice within this houre
    I saw him downe; thrice vp againe, and fighting,
    2490From Helmet to the spurre, all blood he was.
    Exe. In which array (braue Soldier) doth he lye,
    Larding the plaine: and by his bloody side,
    (Yoake-fellow to his honour-owing-wounds)
    The Noble Earle of Suffolke also lyes.
    2495Suffolke first dyed, and Yorke all hagled ouer
    Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteeped,
    And takes him by the Beard, kisses the gashes
    That bloodily did yawne vpon his face.
    He cryes aloud; Tarry my Cosin Suffolke,
    2500My soule shall thine keepe company to heauen:
    Tarry (sweet soule) for mine, then flye a-brest:
    As in this glorious and well-foughten field
    We kept together in our Chiualrie.
    Vpon these words I came, and cheer'd him vp,
    2505He smil'd me in the face, raught me his hand,
    And with a feeble gripe, sayes: Deere my Lord,
    Commend my seruice to my Soueraigne,
    So did he turne, and ouer Suffolkes necke
    He threw his wounded arme, and kist his lippes,
    2510And so espous'd to death, with blood he seal'd
    A Testament of Noble-ending-loue:
    The prettie and sweet manner of it forc'd
    Those waters from me, which I would haue stop'd,
    But I had not so much of man in mee,
    2515And all my mother came into mine eyes,
    And gaue me vp to teares.
    King. I blame you not,
    For hearing this, I must perforce compound
    With mixtfull eyes, or they will issue to. Alarum
    2520But hearke, what new alarum is this same?
    The French haue re-enforc'd their scatter'd men:
    Then euery souldiour kill his Prisoners,
    Giue the word through. Exit