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of fire, that
st heaven o
r a stage, p
o behold the s
e warlike Harr
t of Mars; and
ounds, should Fam
oyment. But par
isèd spirits
thy scaffold
bject. Can th
ds of France?
wooden O the
ight the air
nce a crooke
ittle place
phers to this
aginary fo
n the girdle
ned two might
rearèd and ab
narrow ocean
mperfections wi
and parts di
imaginary
alk of horses, t
roud hoofs i' th
ughts that now mu
and there, jum
ccomplishment
n hour
ERL
outh of Engla
liance in the
armourers, and
in the breas
pasture now to
mirror of all
eels, as Engl
Expectation
ord from hilts
perial, crowns
Harry and hi
dvised by goo
t dreadful
r fear, and w
rt the Engli
del to thy in
body with a
u do, that honou
children kind
t: France hath i
low bosoms, w
crowns; and thr
rl of Cambridge
oop of Masham,
y, knight, of
ilt of France-
spiracy with
ds this grace of
reason hold t
for France, and
RF
ned wing our sw
of no le
ught. Suppose th
inted king at
yalty, and hi
eamers the youn
fancies, and
n tackle ship-
whistle which
sed; behold the
invisible and
ottoms through
lofty surge. O
on the rivag
inconstant b
rs this flee
rse to Harfleur
inds to sterna
England, as dea
andsires, babie
t arrived to pi
, whose chin
ing hair, that
choice-drawn ca
thoughts, and th
dnance on the
ths gaping on
ssador from the
hat the king
aughter, and wi
nd unprofita
s not: and the
ow the devilish
oes all be
E
in conjectu
murmur and t
de vessel of
p through the fo
ither army s
d sentinels a
spers of each
e, and through t
es the other's
steed, in high a
ht's dull ear, a
, accomplishi
mmers closin
ul note of
ks do crow, the
hour of drowsy
numbers and s
nt and over
ated English
cripple, tar
ul and ugly w
ay. The poor co
es, by their
tly and in
danger, and th
lean cheeks and
hem unto the
ghosts. O now,
ptain of thi
tch to watch, f
raise and glor
oes and visits
-morrow with a
rothers, friends
al face ther
army hath e
dedicate one
ry and all-w
ooks and over
semblance and
tch, pining an
plucks comfort
universal
ye doth give
ear, that mean
may unworth
ch of Harry
ene must to t
espe
BA
the wind
our sail
o prove o
will
ing to t
the mouth
his marti
King
ing man
d in war
towards
appy
hing da
that stop
French g
ll his
his height
nry to
som to
king
neglects
a nati
h an an
all por
ning to
brave He
hey to on
ot a
e we we
so bra
ver to
e been
myself,
ull rest
e'er mour
re est
I wil
s earth l
hall sh
o rede
and Cre
their prid
swords t
s our
our grands
the reg
a warl
he Frenc
of York
er vawa
main He
his he
r had t
r man n
how hot
false F
to fight
on armo
to drum d
r was
the crie
earth d
to trump
r to t
thine ag
e Erpi
d the si
hid f
m the me
storm s
glish
he Frenc
ish yew s
cloth-y
to serpe
g the w
his fell
ing manl
true Engl
lose to
their bows
their bi
e French
e was
from shoul
the teeth
rench peas
n were
le our n
sword bra
French ho
o'erwh
a deep wo
with bloo
y a cru
d his
that duk
the roya
us Engla
s brave
in steel
t a maide
hat furi
such
in blood
the foe
l slaugh
s they
his axe
t and W
m right
s and
nt Crisp
s this no
me did n
land t
shall En
h acts f
and bre
King
ay
F
bear
grant him the
y upon your w
a. Behold, the
od with men, wit
laps out-voice the
ighty whiffler
re his way: so
see him set
e hath thought
ine him upon
lords desire hi
elmet and his
ough the city:
vainness and sel
trophy, sign
self to God. B
ge and working-h
oth pour out
all his brethr
enators of th
ians swarming
tch their conqu
espe