Act IV, Scene 6

Another part of the field.

[Alarums. Enter KING HENRY and forces, EXETER, and others]

• Henry V. Well have we done, thrice valiant countrymen:
  But all's not done; yet keep the French the field.

• Duke of Exeter. The Duke of York commends him to your majesty.

• Henry V. Lives he, good uncle? thrice within this hour 2480
  I saw him down; thrice up again and fighting;
  From helmet to the spur all blood he was.

• Duke of Exeter. In which array, brave soldier, doth he lie,
  Larding the plain; and by his bloody side,
  Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds, 2485
  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; 2490
  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!' 2495
  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 2500
  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; 2505
  But I had not so much of man in me,
  And all my mother came into mine eyes
  And gave me up to tears.

• Henry V. I blame you not;
  For, hearing this, I must perforce compound 2510
  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: 2515
  Give the word through.

[Exeunt]