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Our present musters grow upon the file To five - and - twenty thousand men of
choice ; And our supplies live largely in the hope Of great Northumberland ,
whose bosom burns With an incensed fire of injuries . Bard . The question then ,
lord ...
Our present musters grow upon the file To five - and - twenty thousand men of
choice ; And our supplies live largely in the hope Of great Northumberland ,
whose bosom burns With an incensed fire of injuries . Bard . The question then ,
lord ...
Page 191
Why , now thou hast unwished five thousand men ; Which likes me better , than to
wish us one .You know your places . God be with you all ! Tucket . Enter Montjoy .
Mont . Once more I come to know of thee , king Harry , If for thy ransom thou ...
Why , now thou hast unwished five thousand men ; Which likes me better , than to
wish us one .You know your places . God be with you all ! Tucket . Enter Montjoy .
Mont . Once more I come to know of thee , king Harry , If for thy ransom thou ...
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... added to these , Of knights , esquires , and gallant gentlemen , Eight thousand
and four hundred ; of the which , Five hundred were but yesterday dubbed
knights : So that , in these ten thousand they have lost , There are but sixteen
hundred ...
... added to these , Of knights , esquires , and gallant gentlemen , Eight thousand
and four hundred ; of the which , Five hundred were but yesterday dubbed
knights : So that , in these ten thousand they have lost , There are but sixteen
hundred ...
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I never had to do with wicked spirits ; But you , — that are polluted with your lusts ,
Stained with the guiltless blood of innocents , Corrupt and tainted with a
thousand vices , Because you want the grace that others have , You judge it
straight a ...
I never had to do with wicked spirits ; But you , — that are polluted with your lusts ,
Stained with the guiltless blood of innocents , Corrupt and tainted with a
thousand vices , Because you want the grace that others have , You judge it
straight a ...
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i This gallant prince fell by his own imprudence , in consequence of leading an
army of only five thousand men to engage with twenty thousand , and not waiting
for the arrival of his son , the earl of March , with a large body of Welshmen .
i This gallant prince fell by his own imprudence , in consequence of leading an
army of only five thousand men to engage with twenty thousand , and not waiting
for the arrival of his son , the earl of March , with a large body of Welshmen .
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Page 152 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 190 - Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint Crispin's day.
Page 472 - God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Page 153 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding — which I doubt not — For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry "God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Page 54 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasure'd. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 117 - O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to "act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire Crouch for employment.
Page 189 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse: We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Page 190 - This day is call'd — the feast of Crispian ; He, that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He, that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his friends, And say — to-morrow is Saint Crispian : Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars, And say, these wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Page 93 - Laud be to God ! — even there my life must end. It hath been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem ; Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land. — But bear me to that chamber ; there I'll lie ; In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.
Page 262 - And here I prophesy, — This brawl to-day, Grown to this faction, in the Temple garden, Shall send, between the red rose and the white, A thousand souls to death and deadly night.