Act 4 — Scene VI. Another part of the field.
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Alarums. Enter King Henry and forces, Exeter, and others.[5202]
K. Hen. Well have we done, thrice valiant countrymen: But all's not done; yet keep the French the field.[5203] Exe. The Duke of York commends him to your majesty. K. Hen. Lives he, good uncle? thrice within this hour I saw him down; thrice up again, and fighting;5 From helmet to the spur all blood he was.[5204] Exe. In which array, brave soldier, doth he lie, Larding the plain; and by his bloody side,[5205] Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds, The noble Earl of Suffolk also lies.10 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 yawn upon his face; And cries aloud 'Tarry, dear cousin Suffolk![5206]15 My soul shall thine keep company to heaven;[5207] Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly abreast, As in this glorious and well-foughten field We kept together in our chivalry!' Upon these words I came and cheer'd him up:20 He smiled me in the face, raught me his hand,[5208] And, with a feeble gripe, says 'Dear my lord, Commend my service to my sovereign.' So did he turn and over Suffolk's neck He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips;25 And so espoused to death, with blood he seal'd A testament of noble-ending love.[5209] The pretty and sweet manner of it forced Those waters from me which I would have stopp'd; But I had not so much of man in me,30 And all my mother came into mine eyes[5210] and gave me up to tears. K. Hen. I blame you not; For, hearing this, I must perforce compound With mistful eyes, or they will issue too.[5211] [Alarum. But, hark! what new alarum is this same?[5212]35 The French have reinforced their scatter'd men:[5213][5214] Then every soldier kill his prisoners;[5213][5215] Give the word through. [Exeunt.[5216]