Act V, Scene 3

Plain between the camps.

[KING HENRY enters with his power. Alarum to the battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and SIR WALTER BLUNT]

• Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle thus
  Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek 2880
  Upon my head?

• Earl of Douglas. Know then, my name is Douglas;
  And I do haunt thee in the battle thus
  Because some tell me that thou art a king.

• Blunt. They tell thee true. 2885

• 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,
  Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner.

• Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot; 2890
  And thou shalt find a king that will revenge
  Lord Stafford's death.

[They fight. DOUGLAS kills SIR WALTER BLUNT.

Enter HOTSPUR]

• Hotspur (Henry Percy). O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus, 2895
  never had triumph'd upon a Scot.

• Earl of Douglas. All's done, all's won; here breathless lies the king.

• Hotspur (Henry Percy). Where?

• Earl of Douglas. Here.

• Hotspur (Henry Percy). This, Douglas? no: I know this face full well: 2900
  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? 2905

• Hotspur (Henry Percy). 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 (Henry Percy). Up, and away! 2910
  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. 2915
  Soft! who are you? Sir Walter Blunt: there's honour
  for you! here's no vanity! I am as hot as moulten
  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 2920
  not three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and
  they are for the town's end, to beg during life.
  But who comes here?

[Enter PRINCE HENRY]

• Henry V. What, stand'st thou idle here? lend me thy sword: 2925
  Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff
  Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,
  Whose deaths are yet unrevenged: I prithee,
  lend me thy sword.

• Falstaff. O Hal, I prithee, give me leave to breathe awhile. 2930
  Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms as I have
  done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure.

• Henry V. He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. I prithee,
  lend me thy sword.

• Falstaff. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st 2935
  not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.

• Henry V. Give it to me: what, is it in the case?

• Falstaff. Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will sack a city.

[PRINCE HENRY draws it out, and finds it to be a bottle of sack]

• Henry V. What, is it a time to jest and dally now? 2940

[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 2945
  life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes
  unlooked for, and there's an end.

[Exit FALSTAFF]