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Henry the Fifth, IV. vi

Larding the plain; and by his bloody side,—

Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds,—

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 yawn upon his face;

He cries aloud, 'Tarry, my 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!'

Upon these words I came and cheer'd him up:

He smil'd me in the face, raught me his hand,

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;

And so espous'd to death, with blood he seal'd

A testament of noble-ending love.

The pretty and sweet manner of it forc'd

Those waters from me which I would have stopp'd;

But I had not so much of man in me,

And all my mother came into mine eyes

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. Alarum.

But hark! what new alarum is this same?

The French have reinforc'd their scatter'd men:

Then every soldier kill his prisoners!

Give the word through. Exit [with his train].

 8 Larding: enriching (with his blood)

9 honour-owing: honorable

11 haggled: hacked

21 raught: reached

34 issue: shed tears 