And I do haunt thee in the battle thus 4
Because some tell me that thou art a king.
Blunt. They tell thee true.
Doug. The Lord of Stafford dear to-day hath bought
Thy likeness; for, instead of thee, King Harry, 8
This sword hath ended him: so shall it thee,
Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner.
Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot;
And thou shalt find a king that will revenge 12
Lord Stafford's death.
They fight. Douglas kills Blunt.
Hot. O, Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,
I never had triumph'd upon a Scot.
Doug. All's done, all's won: here breathless lies the king. 16
Hot. Where?
Doug. Here.
Hot. This, Douglas! no; I know this face full well;
A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt; 20
Semblably furnish'd like the king himself.
Doug. A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes!
A borrow'd title hast thou bought too dear:
Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?
Hot. The king hath many marching in his coats. 25
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! 28
Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day. Exeunt.
21 Semblably furnish'd: dressed to resemble
