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Henry V (Folio 1, 1623)
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2483Alarum. Enter the King and his trayne,
2484with Prisoners.
2485King. Well haue we done, thrice-valiant Countrimen,
2486But all's not done, yet keepe the French the field.
2488King. Liues he good Vnckle: thrice within this houre
2490From Helmet to the spurre, all blood he was.
2491Exe. In which array (braue Soldier) doth he lye,
2492Larding the plaine: and by his bloody side,
2493(Yoake-fellow to his honour-owing-wounds)
2496Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteeped,
2498That bloodily did yawne vpon his face.
2502As in this glorious and well-foughten field
2503We kept together in our Chiualrie.
2504Vpon these words I came, and cheer'd him vp,
2505He smil'd me in the face, raught me his hand,
2506And with a feeble gripe, sayes: Deere my Lord,
2507Commend my seruice to my Soueraigne,
2508So did he turne, and ouer Suffolkes necke
2509He threw his wounded arme, and kist his lippes,
2511A Testament of Noble-ending-loue:
2512The prettie and sweet manner of it forc'd
2514But I had not so much of man in mee,
2515And all my mother came into mine eyes,
2516And gaue me vp to teares.
2517King. I blame you not,
2518For hearing this, I must perforce compound
2520But hearke, what new alarum is this same?
2521The French haue re-enforc'd their scatter'd men:
2523Giue the word through. Exit