Page 776 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2
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HOTSPUR
O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,
I never had triumphed upon a Scot. [15]
DOUGLAS
All’s done, all’s won. Here breathless lies the king.
HOTSPUR
Where?
DOUGLAS
Here.
HOTSPUR
This, Douglas? No. I know this face full well.
A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt; [20]
Semblably furnished like the king himself.
DOUGLAS
A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes!
A borrowed title hast thou bought too dear:
Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?
HOTSPUR
The king hath many marching in his coats. [25]
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
Up and away!
Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day.
Exeunt.
Alarum. Enter Falstaff solus.
