_Doug._ Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats; I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece, Until I meet the king. _Hot._ Up, and away! Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day. [_Exeunt._ _Alarum. Enter_ FALSTAFF, _solus_.[3142] _Fal._ Though I could 'scape shot-free at London, I fear 30 the shot here; here's no scoring but upon the pate. Soft! who are you? Sir Walter Blunt: there's honour for you![3143] here's no vanity! I am as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I need no more[3144] weight than mine own bowels. I have led my ragamuffins[3145] 35 where they are peppered: there's not three of my hundred[3146][3147] and fifty left alive; and they are for the town's end, to beg[3147][3148] during life. But who comes here? _Enter the_ PRINCE. _Prince._ What, stand'st thou idle here? lend me thy sword:[3149] Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff[3150] 40 Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies, Whose deaths are yet unrevenged: I prithee, lend me thy sword.[3151] _Fal._ O Hal, I prithee, give me leave to breathe awhile. Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms as I have done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure.[3152] 45 _Prince._ He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. I[3153] prithee, lend me thy sword.[3154] _Fal._ Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou[3155] get'st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.[3156] _Prince._ Give it me: what, is it in the case?[3157] 50 _Fal._ Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will sack a[3158] city. [_The Prince draws it out, and finds it to be a bottle of sack._[3159] _Prince._ What, is it a time to jest and dally now? [_He throws the bottle at him. Exit._[3160] _Fal._ Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do[3161] come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come in his willingly,[3162] 55 let him make a carbonado of me. I like not such grinning honour as Sir Walter hath: give me life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes unlooked for, and there's an end. [_Exit._ SCENE IV. _Another part of the field._ _Alarum. Excursions. Enter the_ KING, _the_ PRINCE, LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER, _and_ EARL of WESTMORELAND.[3163] _King._ I prithee,[3164] Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much.[3164][3165] Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.[3164] _Lan._ Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too. _Prince._ I beseech your majesty, make up,[3166] 5 Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.[3167]