[Exeunt Worcester and Vernon.[3069]
Prince. It will not be accepted, on my life:115
The Douglas and the Hotspur both together
Are confident against the world in arms.
King. Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge;
For, on their answer, will we set on them:
And God befriend us, as our cause is just!120
[Exeunt all but the Prince of Wales and Falstaff.[3070]
Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and[3071][3072]
bestride me, so; 'tis a point of friendship.[3072][3073]
Prince. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that[3072]
friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell.[3072]
Fal. I would 'twere bed-time, Hal, and all well.[3072][3074]125
Prince. Why, thou owest God a death. [Exit.[3075]
Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him
before his day. What need I be so forward with him that
calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks me
on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on?[3076]130
how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no:[3077]
or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no
skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What[3078]
is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim[3078]
reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday.[3079]135
Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible,[3080]
then. Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living?[3081]
no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none
of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so ends my
catechism. [Exit.140